Soul Land V: Rebirth of Tang San

Du Bai was startled and hastily retracted his bloodline power, asking in confusion, "What\'s wrong?"

Tang San said, "This is the Ancestral Court, the dwelling place of the Heavenly Fox Clan. If the Great Demon Emperor Heavenly Fox wishes, he can absolutely extend his divine consciousness into every corner of the Ancestral Court. Aren\'t you afraid of being discovered using your bloodline power, and then being captured and taken to the Heavenly Fox Clan as a sacrifice?"

"Uh..." Du Bai\'s face changed, "I was wrong; I\'ll stop using it."

Tang San reminded him, "Unless I tell you it\'s okay to use the Heavenly Fox Transformation, do not use it during our time in the Ancestral Court to ensure safety."

Of course, the Great Demon Emperor Heavenly Fox could not possibly use his divine consciousness to monitor the entire Ancestral Court all the time, but Du Bai was impetuous by nature. Tang San worried he might use the Heavenly Fox Transformation at an inappropriate time and thus invite big trouble, which is why he warned him in advance.

"Mhm, mhm, I\'ll listen to you," Du Bai immediately became more cautious. Somehow, whenever Tang San got serious, he really felt a bit scared.

The security in the Ancestral Court was indeed very good, as was the transportation. The carriage from the White Tiger Hotel could gallop alongside the main road, and even the patrolling enforcers would give way to the carriage\'s insignia, making the journey smooth and unhindered. It was many times faster than walking. After half an hour, they arrived at their destination.

The Wildebeest stopped at the foot of the Sword Saint Palace, and the five members of Tang San\'s group got out one after another.

Looking up from the base of the mountain, it was a slope of about three hundred meters high. At the top of the slope, a majestic palace stood erect.

The reason \'stood erect\' is used to describe it is because the palace was very tall, and from the front door it still seemed like a palace; however, as a whole it was a sharp, rising triangle. It was like a sword blade thrusting into the sky, pointing at the heavens.

Just looking from the base of the mountain, one could vaguely feel the surging sword qi as if ready to rip through the sky, lacking grandeur, possessing only sharpness.

Above the Sword Saint Palace, there were never any clouds or mist, always clear blue skies and white clouds.

Today was a cloudy day, and most places above the Ancestral Court were shrouded in mist, but over the Sword Saint Palace, sunlight directly hit the triangular palace, as if piercing through the dark clouds. It was exceedingly strange.

Such a soaring aspiration! Tang San praised inwardly.

Not only was he looking, but his companions were also staring at the Sword Saint Palace ahead, only recovering their senses after a full five minutes.

Du Bai exclaimed in admiration, "Wow, that\'s truly awesome! I feel as if I can see boundless luck gathering, soaring into the sky yet remaining concentrated and not dispersing."

Tang San warned him, "Don\'t focus with your spiritual power, or you might be injured by the sword qi. Let\'s go, we\'ll head up."

There were stairs leading upward only on the front side of the mountain where the Sword Saint Palace was located. At this time, many people were climbing.

However, a careful observation would reveal that these climbers, regardless of their race, were not ascending quickly. The closer they got to the Sword Saint Palace, the slower their climbing pace, and the fewer the number of people.

As they actually stepped onto the stairs, they understood why.

In the moment they set foot on the steps, a sharp aura emanated from the direction of the Sword Saint Palace, cascading downward. If one were to look up at the Sword Saint Palace, it even felt like the whole palace was transforming into a giant sword about to slash down from the sky.

It was clearly an illusion, but it created a tremendous sense of oppression in people\'s hearts.

Of the five of the Shrek squad, Tang San\'s expression was unchanged and—among his companions who seemed not to feel much pressure, including the highest in cultivation base, Wu Bingji—it was actually Du Bai who was seemingly unaffected.

This spiritual pressure from the Sword Saint Palace was primarily at the mental level, and with Du Bai\'s Ninth Stage spiritual power, the pressure was not too great.

The other three all showed unusual expressions, each having their own different feelings.

Cheng Zicheng muttered to herself, "So this is what sharpness truly is?"

As a descendant of the Golden Winged Roc bloodline, in addition to her powerful flying ability, the main characteristic of the Golden Peng Transformation is its sharpness, and her wings are her best weapon. With a natural understanding of sharpness, she had her own interpretation, but after arriving at the Sword Saint Palace, she realized that her understanding was far from sufficient and sharpness seemed to hold a different meaning.

As they climbed step by step, the higher they went, the greater the pressure seemed to become.

The sensation of sharpness also became increasingly pronounced.

The five individuals each had different experiences. Du Bai had an indifferent appearance, he could feel the pressure too, but it didn\'t affect his climbing too much; it only slowed down his speed a bit than usual.

Tang San ascended as he pondered, naturally attuned to the sharpness.

Gu Li climbed thoughtfully, his realizations clearly not too profound, yet his pace was swift.

Wu Bingji and Cheng Zicheng, however, lagged behind, especially Cheng Zicheng; with every step she took, she would pause for a moment as if absorbing some revelation before continuing upward.

Wu Bingji was also deep in thought. Although his Ice Spirit Change was not directly related to sharpness, when generating killing power, the ice element primarily relied on freezing, exploding, and sharpness. Therefore, the sharpness of the Sword Saint Palace had an impact on him as well.

The number of pilgrims was not small. Here, you don\'t pay when you reach the summit, you pay from the moment you start climbing the mountain. Undoubtedly, this was a revenue-gathering tactic of the Great Demon Emperors. However, it must be acknowledged that their money-collecting was perfectly justified. When one\'s attributes aligned, this kind of realization was rather effective.

Some pilgrims from the Monster Clan, even bowed their heads at every step as they continued upwards.

Looking upwards, Tang San saw that the actual number of worshippers who could enter the Sword Saint Palace was very few. Some would stop after reaching a certain height and cultivate on the spot. After a period, they would descend the mountain.

Five Elemental Coins for members of the same race, ten for those from foreign races, for one pilgrimage, was a considerable price. But if it truly provided enlightenment for one\'s cultivation, it was indeed worth it. The Ancestral Court deserved to be the place of pilgrimage for all of the Monster Clan and Spirit Clan.

The higher the climb, the more overwhelming the sword qi became, but not to an unbearable extent. Most peculiarly, that sword qi also exhibited changes, seemingly displaying different facets of sharpness.

However, Du Bai and Gu Li\'s reactions were not as intense, whereas Cheng Zicheng and Wu Bingji clearly experienced significant enlightenment.

For Tang San himself, there was also some impact but not much; as a former First-Generation God King, his understanding would not be inferior to that of these Great Demon Emperors. But in the face of this sharp pressure, it was extremely effective in honing his spiritual power and even subtly polishing his divine consciousness, giving him a sense of tightened spiritual power. This was very useful.

Although he had only been in the Ancestral Court for one day, Tang San already deeply felt this was a treasure trove! Cultivation in this place would obviously progress much faster.

When Du Bai and Gu Li had climbed more than half of the distance, their speed diminished due to the intensified sword qi. Gu Li was somewhat better off; Du Bai, being the weakest in cultivation base among them, though strong in spiritual power, felt the full pressure of the sword qi.

Du Bai turned to Tang San, "I\'m having a bit of difficulty holding on."

Tang San said, "Then you should cultivate in place. Do not concern yourself with the sword qi brought about by that oppressive force. Use this pressure to hone your spiritual power, attempting to compress and solidify it. Senior Brother Gu Li can do the same."

Gu Li nodded, chuckled heh heh, and said, "I can still go up a bit more." Saying so, he continued forward.

Cheng Zicheng and Wu Bingji had only climbed to less than a third of the height by this time, moving slowly, but changes were subtly taking place in their breathing.

Tang San gave a slight smile and also continued to climb upwards. With his cultivation base and spiritual power, this level of pressure was nothing to him.