Chapter 1686 The Ancestor's Nest
Chapter 1686: The Ancestor’s Nest Chapter 1686: The Ancestor’s Nest Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation “When Ancestor Luther controlled the core power of our race, he set up a trap in the Myriad Treasures Galaxy.
Over eight years, he eliminated all the experts who could enter the galaxy, making everyone believe something had gone wrong there and that it was no longer suitable for living beings.
Gradually, people forgot about it.
“After that, Ancestor Luther acted and brought the Myriad Treasures Galaxy into the human race’s territory!
“All the races eventually realized it was the Ancestor Luther’s doing, but by then it was too late.” Immanuel Sanchez’s eyes were full of admiration. The Myriad Treasures Galaxy was still nurturing core disciples for the human race, and there were countless such stories.
“Luther Carden has the soul imprint of Ancestor Luther on him!” Paxton Foreman’s tone was serious.
“What?
Is this true?” Immanuel asked, shocked.
“I brought several old items with me this time, including this!” Paxton revealed a white fan with only one word on it: Luther. This fan, left behind by Ancestor Luther, was worshipped in the Hall of Fame. It was considered a significant artifact, and any damage to it would have serious consequences.
“This time, Chief Neal and the others borrowed eight such items,” Paxton said solemnly.
“Wait, a chief went in to borrow one?” Immanuel was astonished.
Paxton replied, “Only when the chiefs borrow from the Hall of Fame does Elder Levine relent.
If it were anyone else, they’d probably be turned away immediately.” Immanuel remained silent for a moment. Paxton continued, “After my recent exploration, I found that all eight items borrowed by the chiefs reacted faintly, either trembling or glowing, when they approached those young lords.
Each of them showed some reaction.” “Are you saying there are eight more ancestors here?” Immanuel was stunned. This felt like stirring up a hornet’s nest!
Paxton shook his head.
“I’m not sure about the exact number of ancestors.
There are many sons in the Northern Army.
I only brought eight items.
Do you understand what I mean?” “Yes!” Immanuel nodded slightly, grasping what Paxton was implying. It was likely that there were more than just eight ancestors in the Northern Army.
Immanuel couldn’t help but gasp.
“This doesn’t make sense.
Originally, the race suspected that the Northern Army was from the generation of the five lords.
Apart from the five lords, there was also the leader, the big brother, and figures like Lord Woodruff.
How could there be ancestors from different eras?” “How would I know!” Paxton replied, a bit frustrated.
“Ever since Ancestor Luther died 90 million years ago, several generations of leaders have been trying to find his reincarnation but without success.
If we could find him, with such talent, the myriad races wouldn’t dare to set traps for us.
We’d have them under our control.
After all, during Ancestor Luther’s time, we only benefited from him and never faced any losses!
“Even though we have many advantages now, we’re always at a disadvantage.
With Ancestor Luther around, things would be different,” Paxton added softly.
“Can’t you just invite all of them over?” Immanuel suddenly asked.
“Are you crazy?” Paxton widened her eyes.
“You actually think that’s possible?
Think about what kind of beings those ancestors who protect the Hall of Fame are.
Even the previous generation’s chiefs have to call them ancestors.
If you went and destroyed their nest, Chadwick Neal would be terrified!” Immanuel realized he had been thinking too far ahead.
“I can go back and ask Chief Neal and the others to return the items.
Then, I can borrow new ones!” “Then, go back!” Immanuel urged.
Paxton shrugged helplessly.
“The eight ancestral items are all reacting.
If I don’t stay here to guard them, they might be taken away.
If anything happens, Ancestor Luther’s reincarnation could be attacked by the demons and killed again!” “I can’t take that responsibility!” Paxton said, feeling very helpless.
Immanuel quickly understood why Paxton had sought him out. He wanted him to secretly protect the Northern Army.
“Alright, go and come back quickly.
I’ll keep an eye on this place.
But I doubt the demons will dare to do anything rash!” Immanuel said decisively.
“Hmm?” Paxton looked over, clearly puzzled.
“The Heavenly Lord and Ruins Lord have returned and left their auras here,” Immanuel said seriously.
“Do those old demons dare to provoke them?” “Rumor has it that the Ruins Lord is connected to the origin of the universe.
I don’t know if that’s true or not,” Paxton replied softly, his expression showing complexity.
The origin of the universe was tied to a terrifying existence! The core members of the ten thousand races knew a bit about this being, but no one knew much more. They weren’t even sure if it was a human, a demon, or some primordial lifeform. All they knew was that no one dared to discuss it openly.
Before Paxton left, Immanuel asked, “Are the eight ancestral items you brought all from those ancestors?” “The five lords, the leader, Ancestor Luther, and the Great Demon King!” Paxton said before leaving.
“The leader is also among them?” Immanuel was stunned. It was almost certain that the ancestral items from his past life would react when they encountered their master’s soul imprint. This method was widely used across the universe to find reincarnations.
Immanuel was a bit confused. The leader hadn’t died; back then, the Great Empress had gathered the broken soul imprint of the leader and had escaped into reincarnation, living another life. Only the Great Empress could accomplish such a feat!
Immanuel suddenly recalled and said, “That thing—make sure to bring the ancestral item of the Great Empress!” “There are no girls in the Northern Army!” Paxton’s voice replied through the void.
After a pause, he added, “The race suspects that the Great Empress hasn’t yet reincarnated.
Stop trying to figure it out!” “She didn’t enter the cycle of reincarnation?” Immanuel was stunned and began to think deeply. The creator of the Hundred Tribulations Heavenly Art had countless tribulation bodies scattered across the starry sky. Who could determine which was the true body? Moreover, who could be sure that the Great Empress who protected the soul imprint of the leader back then was her original self?
Thinking of this, Immanuel fell silent.
Only a few people knew the truth.
In the Milky Way Galaxy, a completely green planet served as the headquarters of the Milky Way Empire. This was the first stop for Braydon Neal and the little fool.
Countless starships were coming and going from this place. The starships that arrived were parked at the port in an orderly manner, with specialized staff handling their dispatch. There were also itinerant cultivators like Braydon and Luke Yates who flew in directly.
As the two brothers arrived on the planet, a starship flew past them. Inside, a purple-haired, noble young man looked out through a transparent window. With a disdainful glance at the two of them, he remarked, “Poor bastards.
What bad luck!”