East Sea’s face showed a strange smile: "Perhaps you’ll be disappointed once you see it."

"Oh?" Chen Yan glanced at East Sea.

"It’s just a ghostly ritual." East Sea placed his hands behind his back, his tone calm and indifferent: "The cultivation technique of the Ghost Race comes from the ancestor.

The greatest feature and advantage of the Ghost Race’s cultivation is that once you enter the path, you can sense the Heavenly Dao. Other cultivation techniques require entering the Celestial Human Realm and advancing to the Extraordinary Tier to sense the Heavenly Dao and use the Power of Rules. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

But the Ghost Race’s cultivation technique, upon initiation and beginning from the First Realm, allows the cultivation and utilization of the Power of Heavenly Dao Rules.

This is why the cultivators of the Ghost Race are stronger than those of other sects and families within the Domain Realm.

But, in truth, this power comes from the ancestor."

Chen Yan’s heart stirred.

East Sea shook his head and laughed: "Have you ever wondered, since a cultivation technique was created, why do those on the Ghost Race cultivation path have to participate in a Heaven-Crashing Ceremony? And why does this ceremony require the ancestor to personally officiate?

Furthermore, this Heaven-Crashing Ceremony can only accommodate a limited number of participants each time—never too many.

Each batch includes just about one or two hundred people.

In this world, various cultivation techniques have their limitations, but they generally limit talent, roots, mental state, and so on.

Whose cultivation technique limits the number of people?"

Seeing the half-smiling expression on East Sea’s face, Chen Yan suddenly realized, "So..."

"The so-called Heaven-Crashing Ceremony, officiated by the ancestor, is actually a process akin to ’transmitting cultivation.’

The Ghost Race cultivators who participate in the ceremony can comprehend the Heavenly Dao Rules upon starting because the ancestor shares her own comprehension of the Heavenly Dao Rules with them.

Thus, for the myriad Ghost Race cultivators, the Heavenly Dao Rules they comprehend are essentially those that the ancestor herself cultivated. They all share the same lineage as the ancestor.

No matter how good the talent, how long the cultivation, how many the cultivators, they can only cultivate the Heavenly Dao Rules of this single lineage stemming from the ancestor.

Even if there were millions more, they would never comprehend the path of Heavenly Dao Rules walked by other Venerable Saints.

In truth... it can’t even be said to be self-comprehended—because the power of Heavenly Dao Rules wielded by us Ghost Race cultivators is not something we’ve realized and cultivated ourselves, but a seed planted in our hearts by the ancestor.

A seed will grow into whatever it was originally.

Chen Yan had an epiphany, nodding, yet he couldn’t help but glance at East Sea: "So... when you, with just one sword, slew those nine elders at the Celestial Human Realm, how could you defeat nine at once..."

"I bear the Magic Sword granted by the ancestor, and naturally, the Power of Heavenly Dao Rules she gave resides within it.

The power of Heavenly Dao Rules for Ghost Race cultivators is all granted by the ancestor, so when facing the Magic Sword of the ancestor, their power originated from the ancestor, and since she can reclaim it at will, they naturally cannot withstand me."

Unknowingly, the two walked to a large earthen building.

Chen Yan looked up and saw it was the very building he stayed in when he first arrived at the Black Wood Tribe.

The largest, most expansive, and grandest of them all.

"You’re still staying here, and inside are things prepared for you." East Sea patted Chen Yan’s shoulder, his tone turned more amiable: "After all, since you’ve made the difficult trip, the ancestor knows your pockets are shallow, and life in the Domain Realm hasn’t been easy.

I heard you even ventured beyond Snow Cliff Pass, hunting Fierce Beast Race’s heads for those meager bounties."

Saying this, East Sea winked at Chen Yan:

"Kid, starting today, your days of poverty are over."

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