Chapter 3310: Immortal Realm Clan Contacts the Ye Family

The Ice Soul Mountain Range is located in the northeastern corner of the Northern Icy Plains. It is the ancestral land of the Ye Family, a True Spirit family, and is covered in perpetual snow, with shockingly low temperatures.

A team of Ye Family cultivators was on patrol, each riding a pure white giant lion. These lions had wings on their backs and were at least at the fifth level.

Leading the patrol was a handsome young man in white robes. Judging by his aura, he was clearly a late-stage Void Refinement cultivator.

The Ye Family was the undisputed overlord of the Northern Icy Plains. No other force in the region dared to provoke them, let alone attack the Ice Soul Mountain Range, so the Ye Family cultivators were at ease.

A golden streak of light appeared in the distant sky, moving very fast.

"A family elder has returned," the white-robed young man said.

Before long, the golden light stopped, revealing a magnificent golden palace with "Xuanji Hall" written in large characters on its plaque.

Wang Changsheng and others stood at the entrance of Xuanji Hall, their expressions varied.

The True Monarch of the Four Seas looked excited. He never imagined he would one day reach the ancestral land of the True Spirit Ye Family.

Ye Xuanji had led them away from Xuanguang Continent, traversing vast seas and forcefully commandeering large-scale teleportation arrays from various foreign races, saving considerable time.

Ye Xuanji was quite assertive. She went directly to the lairs of the foreign races, sparred with their Grand Ascension cultivators, defeated them, and then gave some items as payment for using their large-scale teleportation arrays to travel.

If not for this, they would not have reached the Northern Icy Plains in just over a thousand years.

"Who goes there?" the white-robed young man sternly asked.

"Ye Xuanji. Go tell the elders that I, Ye Xuanji, have returned." Ye Xuanji's voice emanated from within Xuanji Hall.

Her physical body had been destroyed, and her clansmen wouldn't recognize her, making it difficult to enter the Ice Soul Mountain Range.

The white-robed young man froze upon hearing the name "Ye Xuanji." He was no stranger to it; every member of the Ye Family had heard of Ye Xuanji.

He quickly took out a white, glowing disk, cast a spell into it, and made some gestures.

"Welcome home, Ancestor Xuanji," the white-robed young man respectfully said.

No one dared to impersonate Ye Xuanji at the Ye Family's ancestral land; that would be seeking death.

"Welcome home, Ancestor Xuanji!" The Ye Family members spoke in unison, their voices reverberating for tens of thousands of miles.

Wang Changsheng and the others were astonished. Was Ye Xuanji so highly regarded in the Ye Family?

After a moment, more than a dozen streaks of light flew out from the mountain range and stopped. As the light faded, they revealed a dozen Body Integration cultivators, led by a graceful young woman in a white dress.

She was Ye Ruoxue, the Head of the Ye Family, and a late-stage Body Integration cultivator.

"Welcome home, Ancestor Xuanji. Ancestor Yuhuan has been waiting for you in the ancestral hall for a long time," Ye Ruoxue said respectfully.

"Aren't you going to verify my identity? Are you just letting me in?" Ye Xuanji walked out of Xuanji Hall, her expression indifferent.

"Ancestor Xuanji, you jest. Who would dare to impersonate you? Even if they had the courage, they wouldn't leave alive," Ye Ruoxue explained with a smile.

"Hmph, you all knew I was on Xuanguang Continent but didn't bother to find me. Don't think I don't know anything," Ye Xuanji scoffed.

"Ancestor Xuanji, please don't joke with the juniors. Let's speak in the ancestral hall! Ruoxue, make sure to settle the people Ancestor Xuanji brought and do not neglect them." A clear female voice drifted from the sky.

Wang Changsheng and the others successively flew out of Xuanji Hall. Ye Xuanji put away Xuanji Hall and transformed into a golden streak of light, flying towards the depths of the mountain range.

Ye Ruoxue let out a sigh of relief. She looked at the five individuals—Wang Changsheng, Wang Ruyan, Shangguan Tianhong, the True Monarch of the Four Seas, and Cheng Yao—and asked, "Are you all Ancestor Xuanji's subordinates?"

"I am, but Daoist Wang and the others are not," Shangguan Tianhong explained.

"I am Wang Changsheng (Wang Ruyan), pleased to meet you, Madam Ye," Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan introduced themselves courteously.

"Please follow me!" Ye Ruoxue waved her hand and returned the way she came. The five quickly followed.

After flying for hundreds of thousands of miles, they saw numerous buildings and cultivators, as well as some exotic birds and beasts, including many seventh-level spirit beasts.

A thunderous dragon's roar suddenly echoed, causing Wang Changsheng and the other four to slightly pause. Did the Ye Family also raise flood dragons?

Ye Ruoxue settled them in a white manor spanning a thousand mu, instructing them not to wander around. Wang Changsheng and the others naturally stayed put.

Ice Soul Peak, one of the Ye Family's forbidden areas.

A white towering pagoda, over a hundred zhang tall, bore the large characters "Ancestral Hall" on its plaque.

On the top floor, Ye Xuanfeng, Ye Yuhuan, and Ye Xuanji stood before a square white altar. On the stone wall directly in front hung a portrait of a graceful young woman in a white dress, gazing into the distance—it was Fairy Liuyun.

Dozens of spirit tablets were placed on the white altar. This floor honored Grand Ascension cultivators who were no longer alive.

"Xuanji, are you really going to the Underworld? The dead cannot be resurrected. If you could ascend to the Immortal Realm, perhaps there would be a way," Ye Xuanfeng sighed.

"Who knows unless I try! Ascending to the Immortal Realm isn't that easy! In the last hundred thousand years, has any of our clansmen ascended?" Ye Xuanji scoffed. If it were so easy to ascend, she wouldn't have remained in the lower realm.

Since the Ye Family was founded, fewer than five clansmen had successfully ascended to the Immortal Realm.

"Even if you find Ancestor Xuanhao in the Underworld, he might only look similar; he isn't Ancestor Xuanhao. His physical body was destroyed by the enemy, and he cannot be resurrected in the lower realm," Ye Yuhuan tried to persuade her.

"What I've decided will not change. I've returned this time to retrieve some items from the family treasury to refine a few treasures, preparing for my journey to the Underworld," Ye Xuanji said solemnly.

Ye Xuanfeng sighed and said, "What do you need? Make a list, and I'll send someone to collect them for you as quickly as possible. Since you've rarely returned, please stay within the family for a while!"

Ye Xuanji's willingness to return showed that she still cared for the Ye Family.

"Ancestor Xuanji, let me accompany you to the Underworld! I can be of some help!" Ye Yuhuan volunteered.

"No need. I don't know how long I'll be gone this time. I'll go by myself; I can handle it," Ye Xuanji directly refused. After a slight hesitation, she looked at Ye Xuanfeng and asked, "Have you contacted our clansmen in the Immortal Realm?"

"We have. According to Ancestor Shenghong, True Immortals have a way to resurrect dead cultivators, but the conditions are too demanding, even for him. That's why I said going to the Underworld would be a wasted trip," Ye Xuanfeng sighed.

"Is there no way to contact our Ancestor?" Ye Xuanji asked, pointing to the portrait of Fairy Liuyun.

"The Ancestor is in seclusion. It's already quite good that we can contact Ancestor Shenghong," Ye Xuanfeng explained.

He knew Ye Xuanji's temperament; once she made up her mind, she would follow through, and no one's persuasion would work.

"I brought someone back who is somewhat special. Do you know why?" Ye Xuanji inquired about Wang Changsheng's situation.

Ye Xuanfeng frowned. He took out a golden, glowing disk, cast a spell into it, and instructed, "Yuxuan, come to the ancestral hall. Xuanji has something to ask you."

"Yes, Ancestor Xuanfeng," a respectful male voice came from the golden disk.