"Meng Qing, quickly tell us, how did you receive the Ancestor's inheritance in the ancestral realm?"
Divine Emperors Yong Feng, Dong'ao, and Xinghai had all crowded over without concern for their images, not even having the time to deal with Mu Beixuan and Xiao Chen, solely focused on pressing Meng Qing for answers, their tone and attitude starkly different from before.
There was even a hint of reverence and fawning in their manner.
No joking, that was the Ancestor we're talking about!
In those chaotic times, the four of them already existed and witnessed the Ancestor's dominance, overwhelmingly suppressing all realms and worlds.
But back then, they were just minor soldiers, characters of no significance.
When the great war came, they could only gaze at the Ancestor from a distance, not daring to come close, nor did they have the qualification to do so.
