"How is that possible?"

Tian Yanhong also looked shocked and felt incredible about this.

That is the patriarch of the Ziwei Ancient Clan!

Even if he doesn't have this treatment, only the patriarchs of the other five ancient clans and the heads of the nine aristocratic families will get this treatment.

Tian Yanhong couldn't help but have an absurd thought:

Could it be that in the eyes of the Ziwei clan leader, the status of the Heavenly Sword God Emperor is enough to be on par with the clan leaders and heads of the major ancient clans and aristocratic families?

"Okay, don't make random guesses. In short, you should be more polite to Mr. Tianjian from now on." Zi Weixi warned.

"I see."

Zi Weitong had a sad face, thinking about this incident made her feel depressed.

When Tian Yanhong saw that Zi Weixi did not answer, but instead warned Zi Weitong, he felt that the matter was not that simple, and that there might be something big unknown.

The welcoming hall of the Ziwei Ancient Clan is also located in the center of the city. It is a magnificent palace located on a white jade square.

A red carpet extended from the outside of the square into the palace. Outside the door of the palace, stood dozens of old men, either the original God Emperor or the Supreme God Emperor.

There are nearly twenty original God Emperors, and there are as many as seven Supreme God Emperors. If you include the bald old man and the Eighth Elder, there are nine Supreme God Emperors.

Standing at the front was the patriarch of the Ziwei Ancient Clan. He had empty hands and a calm expression on his face as he looked at Lin Chen and his group who came out of the air.

"Father, is it him?"

An extraordinary young man in brocade clothes stepped forward from behind the Ziwei clan leader and whispered: "Father, he is just a primitive god emperor, why do you need to come out to receive him in person?"

It turns out that this young man in brocade is the son of the Ziwei clan leader, the young clan leader of the Ziwei ancient clan, known as Ziwei Daozi.

When dozens of other elders saw him asking, they also had doubts in their eyes and listened attentively, wondering what the reason was?

"My father had no such plan, but Lao Ba just told me through a message that the Sword God Emperor that day was not the Chaos God Emperor, but the Original God Emperor."

The leader of the Ziwei clan said lightly: "For more than a hundred years, he has cultivated from the realm of the Chaos God Emperor to the realm of the Original God Emperor in just over a hundred years. Such a terrifying talent, let alone our Dayan leader, even if we look at the entire

There are only a handful of them that are far away from heaven."

"hiss!"

When Ziwei Daozi and dozens of other elders heard this, they all took a breath and showed an incredulous expression on their faces, but then they showed doubts.

The Dayan Territory is much stronger than Qinzhou, but even so, there is no existence of such a monster. How could Qinzhou have one?

"How is that possible?"

Ziwei Daozi even whispered, expressing doubt.

As one of the top peerless geniuses in the Dayan Leader, his cultivation speed is almost faster than 99% of the geniuses of his generation, but he still cannot cultivate as fast as Cong Lin Chen.

No!

Compared with Lin Chen, he was like clouds and mud.

This gap was too big for him to accept, so he questioned it.

On the other side, Lin Chen, who was walking side by side with the bald old man and the eighth elder, was shocked when he saw the Ziwei clan leader and others from a distance.

"Sure enough, the two elders of the Ziwei Ancient Clan have already known my identity, but the Ziwei Clan leader seems to value me a little too much?"

Lin Chen was moved by the heritage of the Ziwei Ancient Clan. They were worthy of being one of the six ancient clans in the Dayan Leader.

Suddenly, Lin Chen's eyes narrowed and he realized that he could not see through the realm of the Ziwei clan leader.

"God Ancestor, he must be in the realm of God Ancestor."

Lin Chen's mental power is so powerful that no Supreme God Emperor can hide it from his eyes. Only the existence of the Divine Ancestor Realm can shield his mental power.

Although Lin Chen knew that he might encounter the existence of the Divine Ancestor when he came to Dayan Territory, he did not expect that he would come so quickly.

Moreover, the other party was actually the patriarch of the Ziwei Ancient Clan.

Can't see through!

Completely invisible!

I can't feel any pressure at all, I can't feel the slightest fluctuation of divine power. It's not that ordinary people are better than ordinary people, and it's not that the strong are better than the strong.

Lin Chen's heart stirred up, and he felt that the realm of the Divine Ancestor was even more elusive than he imagined.

"No, it doesn't matter. The clan leader came out to greet us. He also brought so many elders with him. Oh, our young clan leader is also here."

Zi Weitong shouted exaggeratedly. When she saw the father and son of the Ziwei clan and a group of elders in front of the main hall, she hummed and said to Lin Chen: "You are so proud."

"Isn't Ziwei Daozi in seclusion? He came out too? It seems that I underestimated the importance that Ziwei clan leader attaches to this Heavenly Sword God Emperor."

Tian Yanhong also secretly took a deep breath, feeling all kinds of complicated at the moment.

Back then, Lin Chen was just a Chaos God Emperor. He was at most stronger than him, but in terms of status, he couldn't compare with him. He even had the confidence to surpass Lin Chen.

But now, Lin Chen not only has a higher level than him, but has also grown to the point where he is beyond his reach and has become a mere foil.

Things are impermanent!

Let's talk about Lin Chen. Listening to what Zi Weitong said and looking at Tian Yanhong's expression, he looked as usual as he followed the bald old man and the eighth elder on the red carpet in the square.

The leader of the Ziwei clan came out to greet him. He looked at Lin Chen and said with a smile: "You must be the little friend of Tianjian. You are indeed a talented person, one of the best among men!"

"Junior has met the leader of the Ziwei clan." Lin Chen said with cupped hands.

"Little friend, please."

The Ziwei clan leader smiled kindly and led Lin Chen into the welcome hall.

Ziwei Daozi and a group of elders followed closely behind.

Zi Weitong followed Zi Weixi and muttered: "Sister Xi, that bastard is obviously average-looking, but the patriarch just praised him so much. He was obviously just talking about the situation."

"You, please read more and talk less later, you know?" Zi Weixi gently tapped her forehead.

"Girl Tong, listen to your sister Xi." The Thirteenth Elder also advised.

"But when I don't speak, I feel uncomfortable..." Zi Weitong pouted. Seeing that Sister Xi and Sister Xi were looking at her, she could only lower her head and said, "Okay, I'll try my best."

"My friend, please sit down."

The Ziwei clan leader enthusiastically placed Lin Chen in the first position on the left, and then took his seat at the top of the hall.

All the elders of the Ziwei Ancient Clan were sitting on the right side of the hall, including the bald old man, the eighth elder and the Ziwei Taoist.

Zi Weixi did not sit with them, but instead pulled Zi Weitong to sit next to Lin Chen.

Zi Weitong asked in confusion: "Sister Xi, why are we sitting here?"

Zi Weixi glanced at her, and she hurriedly covered her mouth, then sat next to her and stopped talking.

Tian Yanhong sat next to her and sat at the end.

He glanced at Lin Chen, who was sitting in the first seat, and then looked at himself. There was a hint of bitterness in the corner of his mouth. He was just a supporting role!

Snap!

The leader of the Ziwei clan clapped his hands and saw a young woman with a pretty face and a white dress, bringing various spiritual wines, spiritual fruits, and delicious food from both sides of the hall.

At the same time, seven more women in colorful clothes danced in the hall with graceful postures that were pleasing to the eye and comfortable in the mood.

"Sir, please."

A pair of twin girls came to Lin Chen, poured wine for him gently and prepared delicacies for him.

"Come, elders, little friend Tianjian has traveled thousands of miles from Qinzhou to come to our Ziwei Ancient Clan as a guest. Let us toast him together." The Ziwei Ancient Clan said with a smile and a toast.

"Master Tianjian, please."
Chapter completed!