C307 The ancestor of the Mintang City, Emperor Ming!

"No!"

Jiaoniang and the rest rushed over quickly, the scene in front of them made the two women panic and lose their composure, even more so, Qin Ziqing gave a heart-tearing and lung-splitting roar, only to see the Mintang City Lord slam her palm out, fiercely smashing onto Ye Wuchen's chest.

Ge Bing, scrawny monkey, Qin Wuchang and the others had all personally witnessed this scene and could not help but feel their hearts tighten. scrawny monkey, in particular, was trembling from the bottom of his heart as his face became extremely pale.

Time passed so quickly that no one had the time or the right to rescue him. All they could do was quietly watch as despair filled the air.

Ye Wuchen felt that this palm solidly smashed onto his chest, but he didn't feel any pain.

Slowly opening his eyes, he saw the token the Ming Emperor stone tablet had turned into float gently, as a pure white light wrapped around him. The sudden scene caused everyone else to be stunned.

He could not understand, why did Ye Wuchen still have a trump card up his sleeve at this time? He could block his attack? He did not believe it, and he would not let Ye Wuchen go, so he continued to attack: "I want to see, just who is so daring to save you!"

He struck out again, and at this moment, he pierced through all of the energy in the palm. His Holy Spirit Eight Level shot through all the energy in his palm, and then, he struck out with all his might.

BOOM! Puff!

A huge sound resounded, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out. It wasn't Ye Wuchen, but rather the Mintang City Lord. At this moment, it was as if the Mintang City Lord had slammed her palm onto lightning, directly blowing herself away.

The Mintang City Lord looked in front of him in shock, until he gradually saw the figure of a white clothed figure standing in front of Ye Wuchen. The figure was blurry and she couldn't really see it for the moment, but when he felt the Qi, the Mintang City Lord's heart started to tremble.

Especially the Ming Emperor stone tablet's medallion. With Ye Wuchen tightly grasping it and releasing the sacred white light, it made Mintang City Lord's heart feel even more complicated, as if there were a few huge rocks pressing down on it.

"B-Patriarch!" Taking a deep breath, the Mintang City Lord felt as if she was in a dream. How could the ancestor become Ye Wuchen's protection? What exactly had happened? What had Ye Wuchen hidden from the Ming Tang ancient tomb?

He suddenly realized that Ye Wuchen was too terrifying, he could actually obtain the inheritance of the Patriarch? Emperor Ming's legacy.

Ancestor? Ye Wuchen opened his eyes and saw the Mintang City Lord's look of shock, and he had heard his own mumbling. Soon after, Ye Wuchen himself also felt shock and disbelief.

As expected, the relationship between the Ming Emperor and the Mintang City was countless, but he never thought that the Ming Emperor would actually be the ancestor of the Mintang City.

At this moment, Emperor Ming's figure finally became clear. Emperor Ming stood in the air in front of Ye Wuchen, looking at the Mintang City Lord in front of him, with a face devoid of neither joy nor sadness. He did not have too many memories, but he could only rely on instinct to sense that the relationship between him and the Mintang City's master was not ordinary, yet he did not have any blood ties.

Therefore, the Mintang City Lord in front of him was not his descendant.

Mintang City Lord took a deep breath, her heart still unable to calm down. She only felt that it was too shocking.

Gradually, he walked into the Ming Emperor Palace, and had no choice but to clasp his fist and bow in front of everyone. He respectfully shouted, "The thirty-third generation City Lord, Chen Zongming, pays his respects to the Patriarch!"

The thirty-third generation City Lord, the thousand year old Mintang City, had already passed onto here thirty-three generations old. She was also the Chen family's representative, if there were no mishaps, his son Chen Liuyi was already a thirty-four generation City Lord.

It was a pity that Chen Liuyi was killed by Ye Wuchen. He wanted to take revenge, but he met the Ming Emperor who protected Ye Wuchen.

"Who are you?" Then, he shook his head. He did not know the Mintang City Lord in front of him, to the point where he had no impression of him at all.

After all, within a thousand years, how many generations had the Mintang City Lord passed down? This sort of intimacy had already disappeared a long time ago, meaning that the Emperor had already lost her original memories.

"This …." Chen Zongming looked at Ming Di blankly, then continued to report: "This disciple is your elder's inheritance city lord!"

"My successor, the City Lord?" Ming Di looked at Chen Zongming suspiciously, as if he had understood something, but Ming Di quickly shook his head.

At this moment, the experts of the five great clans came one after another. The heads of hundreds of small clans also rushed over. The moment they saw the figure of Emperor Ming, they all fell to their knees without hesitation.

The sudden scene that happened frightened the Emperor of Ming. His face revealed a trace of panic as he looked at the black mass of people kneeling on the ground, especially the Five Great Experts in front who had also knelt down.

Gradually, the Ming Emperor's bloodline started to heat up, and the Ming Emperor Sacred Blood in Ye Wuchen's body started to heat up as well. The two of them looked towards the white robed expert amongst the five people at the same time, and felt an inexplicable sense of closeness to him.

As for the white-robed old man, his eyes were filled with tears. He found it hard to control his emotions. He looked at Emperor Ming excitedly, wishing that he could immediately throw himself into his embrace.

"Great-grandfather! Great-grandfather! Great-grandfather! Greetings, grandpa!" The old man knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Emperor Ming with tears streaming down his face. As for Emperor Ming, his heart throbbed, and he felt a hint of closeness to Emperor Ming.

"Grandson? "Grandson." Emperor Ming kept murmuring to himself, as if he was trying to think of something. Unfortunately, his memories were empty and he just couldn't remember anything.

At this time, Ye Wuchen appeared at the side of the Ming Emperor and whispered at his side, "Senior, he is a descendant of your bloodline!"

"That's right, it's my bloodline descendant." Ming Di stared at Ye Wuchen with his shining eyes, then laughed out loud as if he had thought of something. He looked at the white robed elder again, and waved his hand, "Stand up."

"Thank you, grandfather!" The Patriarch was abnormally excited. It had been so many years, but he had never seen his grandfather's soul. Not to mention his soul, no one was qualified to enter the tomb because they couldn't find the tombstone or the illusory land.

He never thought that Ye Wuchen would actually obtain Emperor Ming's inheritance.

"All of you, get up as well!" Emperor Ming once again looked at the other warriors and experts and waved his hand.

At this moment, everyone stood up, but looking at the Ming Emperor's face, they felt extremely excited. The legends of the Ming Emperor were very clear, even Ming Emperor walked out of the Haotian Small World, and went on a adventure.

Emperor Ming also had a power in the Heavenly Awakening Continent, but it had probably already collapsed and fell, but Emperor Ming eventually returned to the Haotian Small World and established the Mintang City.

The Ming Emperor was the city lord of the Mintang City, and he passed the position of city lord to his own son, the white robed old man's grandfather.

Just like this, generations after generations of inheritances were passed down to the white-robed old man's grandson. Only then did the inheritance system become new. Each clan only allowed two generations of inheritances before giving it to the experts of the other clans.

Thus, the thirty-third generation arrived at Chen Zongming's place.

But now that Emperor Ming had come again, with just a single word from him, he could remove Chen Zongming and change the structure and the situation of all the Mintang City s.

Emperor Ming looked at the warriors in front of him, then looked at Ye Wuchen, who was beside him.

"Inheritor?" The white robed old man was startled at first, and the other The Four Great Experts s were also stunned. Only then did they realise that Ye Wuchen had already become the successor of the Emperor, so it was natural for him to kowtow to the successor.

However, they couldn't bring themselves to pay their respects to such a young junior. However, when they thought about how he dared to kill Chen Liuyi and wasn't afraid of him, they could only clasp their fists and bow to him.

"I pay my respects to the inheritor!"

"I pay my respects to the inheritor!"

Some of them shouted it out sincerely, like the descendants of Emperor Ming, but there were also people who were unwilling to shout it out. For example, the powerhouses and successors of the other families, they were very clear on what it meant once they shouted it out, but they had no other choice.

Emperor Ming was the belief of the entire Mintang City, and anyone who dared to go against the Emperor's words would be going against the faith of the Mintang City, and would be killed by all the Rankers in the Mintang City. They did not dare to experience such a feeling, and could only kowtow.

Ye Wuchen did not understand what they were doing, nor did he have any impression of this inheritor, but he waved them to get up.

Then, he glanced at Chen Zongming and said, "You are the thirty-third generation City Lord, why are you not my descendant?"

With just one sentence, the entire atmosphere had frozen. Everyone's expressions had greatly changed, Chen Zongming's heart was trembling, he did not know how to respond, and could only set his gaze on the white robed old man, hoping that he would be able to explain the new rules.

But how could the old man dare to say it? If the old ancestor's rule was broken by Emperor Ming, they would all be the sinner of the Bai Clan.

The Mintang City was initially owned by the Bai Family and not by everyone. In the later stages, the City Lords of the various families took turns to take responsibility, but who would dare to say such words?

The atmosphere became increasingly silent just like this.

Chen Zongming's heart was heavy, but he was also furious, could it be that he couldn't take revenge for his son? Now, the person who killed his son was actually the successor of Emperor Ming. He was truly unreconciled.

But to ambush Ye Wuchen at this time? Emperor Ming's power was obviously above his. If he angered Emperor Ming, his Chen family would become even more dangerous.

Therefore, Chen Zongming chose to remain silent and not make a move for the time being.

Both the Jiaoniang and Qin Ziqing heaved a sigh of relief. They never thought that Ye Wuchen would actually obtain the inheritance of the Old Ancestor of the Mintang City.

scrawny monkey also grinned. He knew, his boss' fate was so good, how could he possibly die!

Qin Wuchang could not help but be jealous that Ye Wuchen had such a great opportunity. It was already difficult for him to obtain a King's legacy, but Ye Wuchen had directly obtained the inheritance of the ancestor, which was a given.

Other than the ancestor's inheritance and the Azure Dragon Soul's inheritance, the five most powerful inheritances in the entire Ming Tang ancient tomb were the ethereal inheritance of the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, the inheritances of the souls of the four great beasts that could only be encountered by chance.

Right now, Ye Wuchen was the only one left.