Ou Yangming walked out of the field blankly as though his legs were filled with lead water. He went past the seemingly non-existent barrier and returned to the front of the flowerbed.

He looked straight ahead, but his consciousness was in a world of its own.

All of a sudden, a soft voice was calling out to him, "Brother Ou, Brother Ou…"

The voice sounded like it came from far beyond the sky, but it pierced his ear like a sharp needle and entered his sea of consciousness to affect him.

Ou Yangming's eyelids twitched, and he instantly awoke from the muddled state.

Wu Hanning looked worried as she asked, "Brother Ou, how do you feel?"

Ou Yangming showed a bitter smile, which carried an extremely complicated meaning.

In the ring at the Myriad Treasure Meet, Ou Yangming showed off his martial prowess by using the Simulated Spiritual Fist, which he had just learned, to guide 26 powerhouses at the peak of Yang Grade to become Supreme Great Ancestors. The great occasion was unprecedented, so the powerhouses from different clans treated him with respect, and the Five Imperial Elders arrived at the scene together.

Although they showed up for the Myriad Treasure Meet, everyone knew their real objective was Ou Yangming, who was in the spotlight.

After experiencing the matter, as much as Ou Yangming tried to keep a low profile, he would become incredibly confident. After all, while a Supreme Great Ancestor was noble and mighty, being someone who could produce a batch of Supreme Great Ancestors, why would he revere one?

Ou Yangming seemed respectful toward the Five Imperial Elders, but he probably was not aware that deep down he did not attach much attention to those elders.

Nonetheless, he met the elder from the secret realm at this moment.

"I want the wind.

"I want the rain.

"I want a clear sky after the rain."

The three sentences were like three gigantic axes, and Ou Yangming's body was ruthlessly chopped by them.

Before he became overly presumptuous, his arrogance was slashed and no longer existed.

"Brother Ou, how do you feel?" Wu Hanning asked again.

Ou Yangming took a deep breath and nodded as he replied to her, "Great—never been better."

"Is that so?" Wu Hanning asked in confusion because judging from Ou Yangmingʼs expression, he did not look great.

"Your Royal Highness, thatʼs…" Ou Yangming asked with a bitter smile.

"That's the Wu familyʼs ancestor," Wu Hanning answered after a moment of hesitation, and she added meaningfully, "Heʼs the most powerful ancestor."

Ou Yangming's eyes lit up as he recalled something. He asked softly, "I heard that a powerhouse from the imperial family has broken through a great ancestorʼs boundary. Could it be…"

Wu Hanning smiled mysteriously and asked the young fellow in return, "Take a guess?"

The muscles on Ou Yangming's face twitched as he thought, 'Do I still need to guess?'

He recalled every detail about the mysterious elder and was suddenly moved. Following that, he slowly sat with his legs crossed, and his essential Qi began to surge crazily.

Ou Yangming had been performing the Spiritual First non-stop for 10 days, which allowed him to temper and steel himself while he helped the other people. Moreover, the young fellow was the nearest person to the powerhouses at the peak of Yang Grade when they advanced to Extreme Grade.

It was a rare experience for him to sense their enormous auras when they broke through. It was as if countless ends of threads were straightened out, and his aura was naturally steered to the path of advancement.

Tremendous streams of energy were released from his body, then his stagnant essential Qi undulated and gushed out like tidal waves.

Wu Hanning had a strange look on her face because she knew at once what Ou Yangming was doing.

Ou Yangming's martial art boundary was improving, and he was about to enter Yang Grade in the palace.

Far away, several figures appeared; they were imperial guards. After sensing the energy wave around Ou Yangming, they hurried over and surrounded him.

This was not an ordinary place as it was an important place in the palace, and the imperial family's honor must not be offended.

Nevertheless, the guards were dumbfounded when they saw what was going on, and they did not know how to handle the situation.

They noticed Her Royal Highness right away, but a stranger was undergoing a cultivation base advancement beside her.

What was the palace? It was the most important territory in a dynasty.

Those who came to the palace would shudder with fear because they were afraid of causing unmanageable accidents due to their neglect.

Even though a martial art advancement was important, the imperial guards had never heard throughout their years of service anyone who carried out the process in the palace.

They did not know how to handle the situation.

In actuality, if Wu Hanning was not present, the guards would not have cared who Ou Yangming was and would not consider the consequences of interrupting a cultivation base advancement. They would have taken Ou Yangming away without hesitation, and the young fellow would be thrown into prison or left to perish on his own.

Since Wu Hanning was present, none of the guards had the guts to make any decisions.

After 15 minutes, a fully armored man arrived hastily. His eyes were as threatening as bolts of lightning.

"Younger Sister, this is…" He furrowed his eyebrows and asked in a deep voice when he saw Wu Hanning, then he reprimanded, "How dare he try to break through a martial art boundary in the palace? Doesn't he know it's forbidden? Hmph, he'll be chopped into pieces, and his whole clan will be eliminated!"

The palace was not only a dignified place, but most importantly, the imperial family was provided with everything in the world. Many tricks were set up in the palace, and it was more abundant in Heaven and Earth's energy than anywhere else. Therefore, apart from the imperial family's disciples, outsiders were prohibited from even cultivating martial arts in the palace, let alone upgrading one's cultivation base. One would be bold and was simply courting death if one did that.

Wu Hanning answered with a faint smile, "He's a martial artist who's here to have an audience with Father."

"He's here to present himself before Father?" An odd look was seen on the man's face. "Since he's here to meet His Majesty, why is he at Forefather's place?"

"Because Forefather wanted to meet him!" Wu Hanning asked with a straight face, "If you have a problem with that, why don't you ask Forefather about it?"

The man was stunned, and his face twitched. 'Ask Forefather? If I had the guts, I probably wouldn't have stayed alive for so long.'

That said, he became less vigilant after hearing that the young fellow was summoned by his ancestor.

On the spur of the moment, he recalled something, so he asked, "Younger Sister, what's this fella's name?"

"Oh, he's Ou Yangming. You can take him down and punish him if you want to," Wu Hanning spoke steadily.

"Ou Yangming," the man uttered the name word by word, then his face took on a ghastly expression. He looked deeply at Ou Yangming and lowered his voice as though he was afraid of alarming the young fellow. "Younger Sister, is he the Extreme Grade Master?"

Wu Hanning smiled brightly and asked the man in return, "Oh, you've heard of him too?"

The man was displeased. "Master Ou made himself known recently, so how can anyone in the capital not know of him?"

"Ah, I see. Are you still going to take him down?" Wu Hanning nodded.

"Younger Sister, stop joking around!" The man glared at Wu Hanning snappily.

He was Wu Hanfeng, the fourth son of His Majesty the Emperor, and his martial art cultivation base was of Yang Grade. The man was quite reputable in the capital and was publicly acknowledged as one of the princes who had the most promising future. After realizing Ou Yangming's identity, Wu Hanfeng was glad that he did not act rashly or he would deeply regret his actions.

Wu Hanfeng was more well-informed than normal people, thus he naturally knew Ou Yangming, who gained a lot of fame from the past few days. Besides, as a prince, Wu Hanfeng knew everything about the different forces.

Ou Yangming caused the birth of 26 Supreme Great Ancestors among the Humans by using his Simulated Spiritual Fist. His contribution was unprecedented, and it shook the entire race, hence he deserved to be regarded as a national treasure.

As long as he was alive, the Humans would have more Supreme Great Ancestors in the future.

Wu Hanfeng broke out in a cold sweat, and he trembled when he thought about the 26 newborn Supreme Great Ancestors.

He was a prince, but while his life would not be harmed if he offended many Supreme Great Ancestors at once, that would not be the case for his future.

Wu Hanfeng's eyes wandered about, then he waved his hand and ordered, "Delivery my order to everyone else that this place is now guarded, and nobody is allowed to enter!"

"Your Highness, are we not going to arrest him?" One of the imperial guards was struck dumb, and he asked carefully. He was reminding the prince out of good intention because they would all be involved if an accident happened.

However, Wu Hanfeng glared at the guard and yelled furiously, "Nonsense! Quickly deliver my order and set up a protective barrier for him!"

"Yes—"

This time, Wu Hanfeng's order was immediately executed. None of the guards knew the audacious man, who was upgrading his martial art cultivation base in the palace, but they knew they could not offend the young fellow given that the princess and the prince were so protective toward him.

Ou Yangming was naturally clueless about the happenings around him as he was fully immersed in his world.

After some time, Ou Yangming's surging aura stabilized, and he inhaled deeply. He seemed to be in turbulence just a while ago, but he was now in smooth water.

The abrupt change in his aura was somehow similar to the elder's strict order.

Ou Yangming became a real Yang Grade powerhouse at this moment.

When he slowly opened his eyes, he was greeted with smiling faces.