The deafening ancient cries echoed across the sky. Accompanied by the final beam of a ghostly blue light shooting out from the Saint’s Soul Niche, a total of seven ancestral spirits of the Ling Family appeared in the sky, barely visible as seven massive humanoid shadows, each exuding an ancient, vast, and immensely powerful aura.

These seven were the most outstanding swordmaster ancestors in the history of the Ling Family. After their fall, a wisp of their residual spirit would enter the Saint’s Soul Niche, becoming guardian spirits of the Ling Family.

Suppressing the Witch God is only one function of the Saint’s Soul Niche. The reason the Saint’s Soul Niche is so important to the Ling Family is because it stores the residual spirits of the Ling Family’s ancestors, which is why it is kept in the Ancestor Pavilion as a treasure that stabilizes the family.

They can only use the Saint’s Soul Niche during critical periods concerning the family’s survival, and at crucial moments, it can exert astounding power.

However, the power of the ancestral spirits in the Saint’s Soul Niche is limited, and cannot be used indiscriminately. Therefore, even Ling Yi wouldn’t use this power unless it was a last resort.

But now, if he didn’t use it, he feared he would be slain by Xia Yunxin here.

"So these are the ancestral spirits within the Saint’s Soul Niche."

Ling Tingfeng and the others looked at the ancestral spirits forming in midair, faces filled with shock. They had never seen the power of the Saint’s Soul Niche before, only knowing that it hid a big secret. This big secret was even unknown to the Family Head, with only the Great Elder having the right to know it. This was the first time they had seen the ancestral spirits, and they realized just how incredible the power hidden within the Saint’s Soul Niche was.

Seeing this, Ling Chen’s expression turned grim. No wonder Ling Yi had agreed to the wager. A significant part of the reason was likely to acquire the Saint’s Soul Niche, just in case.

"Demoness, you didn’t expect this, did you? My ancestors and elders of the Ling Family are with me today, and we will suppress you, this ancient demon, and cut down all you demon remnants."

A cold sinister gleam suddenly appeared on Ling Yi’s face, his confidence surging. The seven ancestral spirits of the Ling Family were all high-level saints during their lives. Even though there’s only a wisp of their spirits left, their power remains formidable.

Moreover, although Xia Yunxin was indeed more powerful than him, she had just expended a considerable amount of True Qi to heal Ling Chen. In contrast, with the support of the seven ancestral spirits, he need not fear Xia Yunxin!

"Honored ancestors, please assist this junior!"

With a loud shout to the sky, Ling Yi saw the seven ancestral spirits start trembling violently. From their bodies, a gentle beam of energy descended upon Ling Yi, merging into his body from various angles.

As the beams from the ancestors entered his body, the wounds inflicted by Xia Yunxin instantly healed, restoring him to peak state. His aura surged without diminishing, surpassing his limits.

"Sky-breaking Sword Technique, Elephant Sky Style!"

Ling Yi poured his refined True Qi into the Stone Sword. An incredible Sword Momentum rose from him—this was the final move of the Sky-breaking Sword Technique, the Elephant Sky Style. The Heavenly Dao is an unsurpassed principle; although the Sky-breaking Sword Technique is named for breaking the sky, it hasn’t truly achieved that level. In the end, the sword technique adheres to Heaven and Earth, emulating the Heavenly Dao, following the Heavenly way.

This move is also the most powerful strike of the Sky-breaking Sword Technique. Normally, even with Ling Yi’s cultivation, he couldn’t fully harness the true power of the Elephant Sky Style. But now, with the infusion of ancestral power, his strength skyrocketed, and he was confident he could unleash this move to its fullest potential.

Swish!

With a single swing, the shadow of a giant elephant suddenly emerged from beneath Ling Yi’s sword—a primordial divine elephant. It is said that when the world was in primordial chaos, there were only a few god beasts, and the primordial divine elephant was one of them, later becoming a symbol of the Heavenly Dao, representing supreme nobility.

The intensity of caution in Ling Chen’s eyes grew deeper. Ling Yi’s Elephant Sky Style resonated with the divine elephant’s shadow, indicating that this sword indeed carried the essence of the Heavenly Dao.

An astonishingly destructive Sword Light seemed to spew from the mouth of the elephant shadow, shooting ferociously toward Xia Yunxin!

Seeing the Sword Light approaching, a flash of brilliant light appeared in Xia Yunxin’s beautiful eyes. Quickly forming seals with her palm, a dense blood energy rose from her body, swirling like blood snakes around her, finally coalescing into a strange blood-red flower.

As soon as the blood-red flower formed, it swiftly grew to encompass Xia Yunxin’s body.

Boom!

The Sword Light struck the blood-red flower with the speed of lightning. However, unexpectedly, what seemed like a world-shattering sword didn’t shatter the flower. Instead, it embedded within the petals with no resounding noise, just a strange movement of the petals seemingly trying to devour the Sword Light. But in that moment, a terrifying force suddenly erupted from the Sword Light.

Crack!

A crack appeared on the blood-colored demonic flower. Then, with a "boom," it shattered completely, and the Elephant Sky Sword Light shot toward Xia Yunxin’s heart!

Swish!

Her delicate body retreated violently. As Xia Yunxin retreated, she also channeled True Qi, forming seals to block the Sword Light. Finally, after retreating a hundred meters, the Sword Light finally shattered into pieces.

The sword light had already been weakened significantly by the demonic flower, leaving little power remaining, barely more than a spent arrow, allowing Xia Yunxin to block it.

Seeing these circumstances, Ling Yi’s eyes flashed with coldness again. He furiously infused True Qi into the Saint’s Soul Niche, clearly preparing a more potent move. The Saint’s Soul Niche emitted an ancient, gentle hum, and then the seven ancestral spirits abruptly surged with agitation.

"Ancestral spirits, transform into sword bodies and slay the demon!"

Ling Yi’s face turned a shade of pig liver as he poured his last ounce of strength into the Saint’s Soul Niche. As his words fell, the seven ancestral spirits in the sky erupted, coalescing and transforming into seven translucent peerless treasure swords.

These seven swords were sharp, heavy, nimble, gentle, cold...each emitting a distinct aura.

With Ling Yi’s fierce cry, the seven peerless swords turned their blades towards Xia Yunxin, unleashing an unparalleled edge that filled the sky.