"What a dense aura of the soul. I presume that the soul of the original body which was attached to the body of the King of Gamble He is in the ancestral hall of the He family."

"No wonder this King of Gamble He went to such lengths to bring him to the He Clan's ancestral hall. So it's because the main body of the soul is here."

"Good, very good. Today, I want to see what exactly is going on with the original body of the G.o.d Soul that appeared here."

Inside the ancestral hall, Lin Feng could feel the dense aura of the divine soul when he entered.

The intensity of its intensity was unprecedented, and it allowed him to be completely sure that the original body of the soul must be within the ancestral hall of the He Clan.

"Alright, let's not hide anymore. Come out."

Withdrawing his train of thoughts, Lin Feng's gaze swept across the few corners of the ancestral hall.

"As expected of Master Lin Dong An, the Yi Teng Family has been waiting for you here for a long time."

It was an old man in his sixties or seventies with a huge snake several meters long coiling around his waist.

Immediately after, a few figures appeared out of thin air and blocked Lin Feng's escape route.

"Island Nation, ninja."

"Six of them, and three of them. I wonder, why did your Yi Teng Family set up such a huge scene here, exactly for what reason?" Lin Feng continued without a care.

He knew clearly in his heart that in the He Clan's ancestral hall, there were far more auras hidden in the corners of the ninja than there were now. These auras were very weak, and if he was not at the peak of Foundation Establishment and had cultivated the Five Elements Immortal Body, he would be much more sensitive to auras and would be very difficult to detect.

But Lin Feng did not care about these concealed auras at all, it was just two of them and ten of them. With a wave of his hand, he would be able to kill all of them.

The only thing that made Lin Feng cautious was the altar in front.

An old man sat cross-legged on the altar, waves of sinister and cold aura continuously emanating from his body.

"Of course it's for you, the Eastern An Master Lin. Otherwise, why would you be so cautious?" The withered old man that was like a firewood had an icy cold smile on his face.

"Oh, for the island's Yi Teng Family to go through so much trouble to deal with me, do you think I should feel proud?" Lin Feng chuckled as he continued, his face still filled with disapproval.

The skinny old man continued. This time, just as he finished speaking, the old man on the altar suddenly spoke:

"Alright, all of you can leave for now. I have something that I need to talk to Master Lin about."

Her voice was eerie and cold, like a demon that had crawled out of h.e.l.l.

"Ancestor."

A few ninja s of the Yi Teng Family bowed respectfully and disappeared into the darkness, as if they had never appeared.

Lin Feng nodded his head in appreciation, then turned his gaze to the elderly man on the altar.

"Of course."

"Since that's the case, I presume that the reason the Master Lin came to the He Clan's ancestral hall was to give his heart's questions and to find the answer?"

"Then please, let me explain." The old man on the altar smiled amiably, "This old man, Yi Tengwu, single-handedly created the Yi Teng Family three hundred years ago."

Yi Tengwu, one of the famous Half-step extraordinary in the history of the island nation, came to China to discuss martial arts in the late Qing Dynasty. She defeated almost all the martial artists of the same realm in China, and was defeated by Long Ao Tian of the Dragon Guardian Tribe in the end.

"I never thought that the few extraordinary cultivators of the island nation, the ancestor of the Yi Teng family, Yi Tengwu, would actually survive in such a manner."

Hearing that, Lin Feng shook his head, and sighed, after observing for a while, he had already understood everything.

An extraordinary person could live for nearly three hundred years, but in terms of Half-step extraordinary, a hundred and fifty years was the limit.

According to normal circ.u.mstances, unless he broke through the last half-step, Yi Tengwu would definitely not be able to live past now. He was originally curious about the soul clone attached to King of Gamble He's body, but what was going on? But she never would have thought that Yi Tengwu was actually the one who used such a method to survive after he died.

The difference between the two was like heaven and earth!

"Even though we are flattered by the world to be called Half-step transcendent, only after reaching our realm will we understand, that although our Half-step transcendent is only half a step away from becoming extraordinary, this half a step is like a chasm that we simply cannot cross."

"Since it's impossible to live on, I can only attempt to break through by using my soul to absorb the power of faith after death."

"Moreover, with my years of experience as a Soul Cultivator, as long as my soul continues to acc.u.mulate faith energy after reaching Transcendence, I'll be able to reach that realm in the form of a soul."

Yi Tengwu simply did not care about Lin Feng's soft words.

Forging a soul out of faith and then surviving by using that soul to find a chance to break through to extraordinary, he did not feel that there was anything wrong with it. Although the soul would suffer many restrictions, it was still a good method to survive and break through to the Transcendent realm through the soul.

Lin Feng seemed to be praising her, but no matter if it was her words or her expression, it was filled with disdain.

Before even reaching the Innate Realm, one would have to use their faith energy to cultivate their soul, which was subjected to too many restrictions. For example, this Yi Tengwu in front of them, once he leaves the ancestral hall, would have to rely on the altar to survive, unable to leave the vicinity of the altar.