Qi Cultivation Starting from the Repair Panel

Beneath the starlit sky, thousands of races gather, their auras intertwined like a net, pressing many Stars to sink down, not daring to make the slightest movement.

Beyond the distant sky, the outline of a shattered great star is etched in the thin celestial light, casting a massive silhouette.

Turbulent currents of the Void are like an ever-lapping gray-black tide, silently slapping against this dead silent Star Domain.

The gaze of most living creatures present is focused before the gate of the Heaven Burial Palace, or rather, on Chu Zheng and Yun Tianji.

The expulsion from the Yun Family elders instantly stirred up a thousand layers of waves.

The surroundings first froze, then an uproar suddenly rose, countless Divine Sense gazes intersecting, filled with shock and disbelief.

In this Great Universe, where clan bloodlines weigh heavier than Heaven and Earth, expulsion means severing the roots, becoming water without a source, wood without a root, even more cruel than the destruction of form and spirit.

For even if one dies, leaving the path, close relatives can still be sheltered by the clan, but once expelled, one and their descendants forever have no part in the glory of the Yun Family.

Many powerful beings from other ancient clans maintain solemn expressions but are not too surprised by this result.

How colossal is the Yun Family, how could it waver due to the reckless behavior of a descendant?

Moreover, Yun Tianji's actions, in their view, undoubtedly sever himself from the clan, not sparing a thought for the Yun Family's interests or the safety of those younger members about to enter the Heaven Burial Palace seeking fortune.

At the eye of the storm, Yun Tianji hears this judgment, severe in the eyes of common folks, a slight, indiscernible tug at the corners of his mouth suggests a brief smile.

The smile was very faint, fleeting, as he slowly raised his gaze, calmly sweeping over the iron-faced, complexion Yun Family crowd, without joy or sorrow, as if merely looking at a group of strangers.

"From today on, I enter the Immortal Court."

He spoke slowly, his voice clear, distinctly reaching everyone's ears.

Immortal Court?

This somewhat unfamiliar name left many living beings perplexed, some confused and inquiring around, seeking the source of this unfamiliar name.

The moment Yun Tianji's words fell, a figure, like a light feather, silently emerged from the Void, stopping before the softly glowing door.

The person was dressed in a blue and white silk robe, perfectly tailored, outlining a tall stature, appearing nearly forty yet still strikingly beautiful to an almost demonic degree, a pair of eyes as deep as an ancient Cold Pond, not a ripple to be seen. Simply standing there, a natural flow of silvery light surrounded him, his indifferent gaze sweeping over the crowd, causing all it touched to instinctively hold their breath and lower their heads.

"From today onwards, anyone wishing to enter my Immortal Court, none will be refused."

The middle-aged man spoke slowly, each word like a decree of the Heavenly Dao, echoing beneath the towering firmament of the stars.

"It's the Xu Family's Son of Heaven, Xu Daoyu!"

"He…he has become an Ancient Ancestor?!"

Some ancient beings at the far end of the stars had their expressions subtly change, revealing the newcomer's identity.

Countless gazes converged on Xu Daoyu, filled with awe and disbelief.

Xu Daoyu, the name itself is a legend of an era, the Son of Heaven from the Xu Family, who swept his peers undefeated in his youth.

Having disappeared for many years without a trace, during the turmoil after the Xu Family's Ancient Ancestor's death, he silently crossed that chasm, achieving the position of Ancient Ancestor, once again taking on the burden of the Xu Family.

Indifferent to the reactions around him, Xu Daoyu spoke calmly: "The Immortal Court is established by this seat together with the Feng Family; no matter which clan, all may enter the Immortal Path, learn the Immortal Law."

Before his words had faded, the space beside him rippled like water, and another figure appeared.

A woman, adorned in a light cyan elegant robe, stepped from the Void, appearing nearly thirty in appearance, of unparalleled beauty, surrounded by a gentle, yet unmatched Space-Time Power.

Her appearance drew a deep breath from many present.

Feng Family's Ancient Ancestor, Feng Qingyi.

The alliance between the Feng Family and the Xu Family shook people's hearts even more than Xu Daoyu becoming an Ancient Ancestor; the union of two supremely formidable ancient clans must have astounding intentions.

Xu Daoyu's gaze seemed to unintentional sweep over the expressionless Chu Zheng in the distance before it returned to the field, his voice still calm:

"Including Zheng Chu, so long as one wishes to enter my Immortal Court, all past matters will be pardoned, and those who come with their entire clan shall be granted a Blood Seal; from then on, they will be Immortal Descendant Families, enjoying the eternal glory of Immortal Path, as long as the Immortal Path endures, the clans shall forever remain."

Chu Zheng stood firm, his expression unflinching.

The Immortal Alliance was no place he hadn't been, but that was the past, he has no intention of, nor would he ever take that path again.

These minor waves before him were to him nothing but fleeting transcience, dissipating in an instant; he no longer wishes to consider the so-called past, future, or causality entanglements.

During the ten years of the Heaven Burial Ceremony, he had long thought it through; since he stood here at this moment, it was sufficient to prove that not much deviation occurred in the future.

As long as he remains in the world, the future is already a foregone conclusion, there is no need to worry about much; if he ceases to exist in this world, no amount of pondering holds any significance.

What he needs to do now is to move forward, striving to see the true secrets of this world, uncover the real Reincarnation Road.

Regarding Chu Zheng's myriad thoughts, Xu Daoyu naturally knew nothing. He glanced at Yun Tianji beside him, his gaze fell upon the major ancient clans of the Giant God Clan, his voice slightly grave:

"From today hence, Yun Tianji shall be one of us in the Immortal Court. Those who oppose him shall be opposing the Immortal Court."

With these words, the aura of slaughter abruptly emerged; many powerful living beings bristled with apprehension and a chill arose within them. With two Ancestral Realm beings offering unreserved protection, perhaps Yun Tianji is about to soar upwards.