The ancient spiritual ruins were filled with mist, mysterious and silent. Suddenly, a figure flashed out with a "swish". It was Qin Feng, the son of destiny.

He was dressed in a rustling black robe, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and his eyes revealed an innate pride and vigilance.

As soon as he appeared, he quickly looked around and found that there was no one around. He couldn't help but frowned and thought to himself: "What's going on? Didn't the ancestor say that he would deal with Huang Lang here? Why is there no one?"

At this moment, several "swish swish swish" sounds of breaking wind were heard, and more than a dozen figures fell rapidly from the sky and appeared steadily in front of Qin Feng.

"Haha, Feng'er, long time no see!" The young man in the lead, who looked to be about twenty years old, spoke first with a warm smile on his face.

"Hello, Feng'er!" another girl also greeted warmly.

"Is this Qin Feng, the most outstanding genius in our clan? He is truly a handsome man!" A young man's eyes were full of admiration.

As soon as these people appeared, they acted very friendly towards Qin Feng, but Qin Feng was full of doubts.

His eyes swept across the faces of these people one by one. They were all very young. The oldest was only around twenty years old, and the youngest looked only eleven or twelve years old.

Although they were young, the way they looked at Qin Feng was filled with the familiarity and care that an elder has for a younger person, as if Qin Feng was just an ignorant child in their eyes.

Qin Feng became even more alert and asked with hostility, "Who are you?"

The group of people were stunned at first, and then they all burst into laughter.

The young man who spoke first explained with a smile, "No wonder Feng'er feels strange. Actually, we are all your ancestors!"

As soon as the words fell, a young man who was only about sixteen years old stood out from the crowd with an eager face, staring at Qin Feng with his eyes: "Feng'er, don't you recognize me? I am your father!"

"What did you say?" Qin Feng's eyes widened with anger when he heard this, and a surge of anger at being insulted surged in his heart.

You know, his father passed away five years ago. Now this young boy actually claims to be his father. This is simply ridiculous!

But before Qin Feng could retort, a childish voice rang out again: "Feng'er, I haven't seen you for ten years. I didn't expect you to have grown up so much!"

Qin Feng suddenly turned his head to look at the person who was speaking, and saw a child who was only about 1.2 meters tall and looked about 11 or 12 years old looking at him with a loving face.

And this child was actually calling his grandfather. Qin Feng felt dizzy. This was too outrageous!

After the kid finished speaking, other teenagers also stood up.

"Feng'er, you are really the pride of our Qin family. I, your old grandpa, have been looking forward to meeting you for a long time!" A young man who looked to be fifteen or sixteen years old stroked his non-existent beard and said seriously.

"Yes, yes, when I was grandpa, dominating the world, I never thought that our family would have such an outstanding descendant like you!" The other girl also looked very old.

"Feng'er, as your uncle has watched you grow up, I know that you will become a great man in the future!" Another young man smiled, his eyes full of the expectations of an elder for a younger generation.

Hearing so much praise from the elders, Qin Feng felt that his worldview was about to collapse. He didn't know whether he was crazy or these people were crazy, and was about to start cursing.

At this moment, the sixteen-year-old boy who claimed to be Qin Feng's father suddenly shouted, "Feng'er, do you have a large blue birthmark on your butt?"

Qin Feng was stunned for a moment, the anger and shock on his face froze, and the scene of his parents when they were alive flashed through his mind.

No one knows this secret except the deceased parents!

His eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief, and he pointed a trembling finger at the boy: "You...you are really my father?"

The young man put his hands behind his back, looking calm and composed. He said slowly, "Of course, I am your father, Qin Shou! I have to thank our ancestor for being reborn into this young man's body!"

As he spoke, he looked down at his body, a hint of pride flashing in his eyes: "This body of mine was originally the body of the eldest son of the Zhao family, one of the ten great martial arts families, but I took over his body!"

After Qin Shou died, his soul was secretly retrieved by Qin Xian, the ancestor of the Qin family.

Relying on his unfathomable skills and insidious and cunning means, Qin Xian has been secretly looking for a suitable body. Finally, he waited for the Zhao family's eldest son, an excellent container, allowing Qin Shou to be reborn through the body.

As for the other ancestors of the Qin family, under Qin Xian's planning, they all took over the bodies of the younger generation of martial arts geniuses from other families and came back to life.

These resurrected ancestors of the Qin family were summoned to Qin Feng's side this time in order to enter the Taikoo Lingxu to deal with Huang Lang.

Qin Xian is well aware of the threat posed by Huang Lang. If he is not curbed now, he will become a trouble in the future.

Therefore, Qin Xian asked all the ancestors of the Qin family, as well as Qin Feng, the top new generation genius of the Qin family, to be sure to eliminate Huang Lang in the Taikoo Lingxu.

After Qin Feng listened to his father's account of the whole process, he felt complicated at first, and was surprised and happy that his father was reborn through a borrowed body.

With the help of these elders, wouldn't it be more certain to deal with Huang Lang? He clenched his fists, a glimmer of determination flashed in his eyes, as if he had already seen the scene of Huang Lang falling at his feet.

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