Er Ming had already recovered his composure at this point, and he asked, "What do you plan to do?"

A wry smile appeared on Yuanen Zhentian's face as he replied, "I plan to rid her of her Fallen Angel martial soul. Her situation is different from her mother's in that she possesses twin martial souls, so hopefully, the Fallen Angel martial soul won't have as much of an effect on her. Once we disable that martial soul, she won't be able to forge a connection with the demonic plane, and the issue will be resolved. If that doesn't work..."

Yuanen Zhentian paused momentarily here before continuing, "Then I'll have no choice but to disable both of Yuanen's martial souls."

"You can't!" Xie Xie exclaimed as he reflexively positioned himself in front of Yuanen Yehui.

He had witnessed in person how hard Yuanen Yehui had worked in her cultivation every single day for the past few years .

She had reached a very lofty cultivation rank considering her age, and behind her rapid progress was an enormous amount of effort and dedication. All of Shrek’s Seven Monsters were very conscientious, but Yuanen Yehui and Ye Xinglan were definitely the hardest workers among them.

Yuanen Zhentian took a glance at Xie Xie and didn't say anything, but he had a very determined look in his eyes.

Er Ming suddenly asked, "Why would you disable her martial souls? Why not keep them?"

Yuanen Zhentian faltered slightly upon hearing this. He could disregard anyone else's advice, but he had to listen to the patriarch of his family, especially when Er Ming had just displayed powers superior to his own.

A cold light flashed through Er Ming's eyes as he continued, "We can't just sever the connection to the demonic plane and let them get away with slaughtering our brethren. They're not the only ones that can make use of this spatial passageway; we can as well. The lowly demonic plane is nothing to fear."

Yuanen Zhentian was rather taken aback to hear this. "Then what do you propose, Senior?"

Er Ming harrumphed coldly in response, "Not only can we not sever the spatial passageway, we have to help them force it open! Your daughter-in-law and so many of your brethren have been killed; don't you want to avenge them?"

Yuanen Zhentian had never even considered this to be an option before. "But Senior, that's an entire plane we're talking about!"

Er Ming replied, "You're still far too inexperienced. You have to understand that not all planes are made equal. Why is it that all other planes want to invade our plane? It's because the Douluo Continent is a major plane; all those who wish to invade intend to benefit from our plane, but there are very few planes truly capable of devouring our Douluo Continent plane. I know about this demonic plane; it's a medium-sized plane that's around a tenth of the size of our Douluo Continent, but is extremely barren and desolate.

 "They maintain their own survival by plundering life energy from other planes, and the demonic plane's overall power is far inferior to our plane's; it can't even compare with the abyssal plane that's truly posing a threat to our Douoluo Continent, and even the most powerful beings on that plane are only demigods. Our family may not be able to contend with the entire plane, but we're more than capable of taking on a planar passageway. As long as we plan well in advance, we'll be able to deal the demonic plane a heavy blow."

Even though Yuanen Zhentian was a demigod, he was only around 100 years of age, so his understanding of planes naturally couldn't compare with Er Ming's. Even though he was still a little befuddled, he was beginning to understand the situation.

"Wouldn't that be too risky, Senior?"

Er Ming snapped in response, "Would I risk the lives of my descendants? With two quasigods among our ranks and a true divine weapon at our disposal, the demonic plane is powerless against us!"

"Two quasigods?" Yuanen Zhentian exclaimed.

Er Ming explained, "Confidence stems from power and experience; I've come here this time not just to resolve Yuanen Yehui's problem, but also to avenge my descendants. I have no right to call myself your patriarch, but I must do my due diligence and give you some things. If I can't make you progress to the quasigod level in 10 days, then forget everything I just said, but if I can do that, then you have to cooperate with me and avenge my fallen children."

Quasigod in 10 days? Yuanen Zhentian's eyes instantly lit up upon hearing this.

He was only one step away from becoming a quasigod, but that one step had stumped him for several decades! If he really could become a quasigod, then everything would be different.

He was already convinced that this man was his patriarch, but the evidence was still very limited; if Er Ming could truly help him progress to the quasigod level, then it would further verify his identity.

Xie Xie's eyes also lit up, and he made his way over to Er Ming with a fawning expression. "Master, do you think..."

"Piss off! Who's your master? I'll consider it once you become a Limit Douluo. Besides, our bloodlines are completely different, so I can't help you. Zhentian, I want to speak to you in private."

"Alright," Yuanen Zhentian immediately replied without any hesitation, and he was appraising Er Ming with a lot more respect in his eyes.

Thus, Yuanen Zhentian and Er Ming departed. Yuanen Yehui looked up at the plaque at the very top of the pyramid, and heaved a forlorn internal sigh. Misunderstandings really could ruin lives!

Yuanen Tianshang took the three of them to the rear courtyard, and said, "You can go rest in the guest room."

"Uncle, can I see my father?" Yuanen Yehui implored with a beseeching look in her eyes.

"Let your grandfather decide that; it may not be a good thing for him to see you now," Yuanen Tianshang replied after a momentary hesitation, then departed from the room.

The guest room was very sparsely furnished with only some mandatory pieces of timber furniture and no excessive ornaments, but the room was filled with a fragrant woody aroma that was very comforting and calming.

Yuanen Zhentian took Er Ming to his study, and he was appraising Er Ming in a rather uncomfortable manner.

It was quite difficult for him to refer to Er Ming as his patriarch, but the truth seemed to be undeniable.

Er Ming waved a hand, and said, "There's no need for you to be so tense; I don't expect anything from you. All I want is to do something for all of you and see that you're all doing well. An irresponsible patriarch like me has no right to ask for anything from his descendants."

A wry smile appeared on his face as he spoke.

He once had a chance to be happy, but he didn't cherish it, and as a result, he may have missed his only chance at finding happiness.

Thankfully, his bloodline had been passed down. There was no mistaking the pure Titan Giant Ape bloodline within the bodies of Yuanen Zhentian, Yuanen Tianshang, and Yuanen Yehui, and this was truly a blessing from the heavens.

All he wanted to do now was to help his descendants in any way that he could.

"Don't say that; this isn't your fault. Besides, so many years have already passed," Yuanen Zhentian sighed.

Er Ming replied in a solemn voice, "Alright, let's not talk about this for now; let's discuss your current situation. I can see that you've reached the limit of your potential, and it would be extremely difficult for you to make further progress through normal cultivation; I'm sure you're already aware of that."

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