Reincarnated As The Strongest Ancestor With a System

Meanwhile, on the deck of the grandest ship, stood two men.

One young man and one old man.

The young man had blue hair, wore a long white coat.

Unlike the Flame Sea King, he was handsome and elegant.

His eyes were like ice, as if they could freeze everything.

Even so, he was still full of respect as he looked at the old man beside him.

This old man wore a long black robe, was tall and had a long beard that extended past his chest.

He was holding a long staff whose end was a dragon's head. Faintly, there was spiritual energy swirling around his body.

"There are five more hiding in the city! Mu Yun, order the other five Knights and troops to attack immediately," the old man said to the young man.

The latter nodded.

He then raised his right hand to the sky, sending a signal to attack.

The sound of a gong then resounded from the ships.

Right after that, Mu Yun pointed his hand forward.

A blue aura radiated from his hand, falling into the sea in front of the warships.

When it fell into that sea, it suddenly froze as if winter had arrived.

The people from the city turned deathly pale when they saw that.

"The North Ice King," they said.

"Charge!"

The soldiers on the warships shouted before jumping off their ships and running towards the city.

On the other sides of the city, explosions of five auras resounded.

Five lights consisting of different colors then jump into the city.

At the same time, five figures leapt from the city, each blocking each of the five lights.

"I will fight the princess," said Mu Yun.

The old man nodded in agreement.

Immediately after that Mu Yun jumped off the ship and stepped towards the city.

Unlike those soldiers, he just walked leisurely as if he didn't come to fight.

However, the moment he passed the battle, any warriors of the Thousand-Dawn Kingdom that tried to attack him instantly froze.

He easily passed each battle and arrived near the palace in no time.

The King and his Ministers who were now in front of the palace doors quickly became panicked because no one came to block this one man.

"Qingyue, Qingyue, where is she, why hasn't she appeared yet?" The king looked around.

Seeing how panicked he was, several Ministers couldn't help but wonder if he really was the Princess's father.

The difference in their nature is really like the difference between heaven and earth.

In fact, none of them had ever seen the Princess panic.

"Please be patient, Your Majesty! The Princess must be getting ready too!" A minister pacified the king.

Chhhhh...

A chilly aura began to enter the palace as the young man finally stepped through the gates of the palace fortress, slowing the breath of everyone within the palace grounds.

He didn't seem interested in the people there including even the king. His gaze swept around, examining every corner.

"Aren't you going to show up? Looks like my strength isn't enough to fight you," he said softly but could still be heard clearly.

Right after saying that, he raised his hand.

"Ice Power, ICEBERG!" He said.

An iceberg that was twice as big as the palace then appeared above the palace.

If it fell, it could definitely turn the area where the palace was located into a huge crater.

"Stop overestimating yourself, you think you can fight my sister..." Suddenly a young voice resounded, it still sounded childish.

Swish!

Then there was a swishing sound like the slashing of a sword.

Before the people in the palace could react, the iceberg was suddenly cut into a thousand pieces before falling down like raindrops.

Whoosh!

A purple haired boy, probably only in his 15's appeared in front of Mu Yun with two swords in his hand, one bright orange and the other bright purple.

The king and the others were shocked again.

The first shouted, "Ye Zhan, what are you doing there, quickly retreat!"

Unfortunately, the boy didn't even glance at him as if he didn't hear his voice.

Mu Yun stared at the boy for a while before staring at the two swords.

"Sword of the Sun and Sword of the Moon, little brat, how do you control them?"

Asking the enemy might be inappropriate in a situation like this, but he couldn't help but do it because it was surprising indeed.

It was precisely because the boy could control the two swords that he was able to destroy his Iceberg.

Otherwise, no matter how talented he was, it was clearly impossible.

He also knew this brat and as far as he knew, his talent was still lacking compared to the Lightning Moon Princess.

And because he was 10 years younger than the Princess, so he was still a lot weaker.

"The dead don't need to know the secrets of the world," replied the boy arrogantly.

Whoosh!

He charged towards Mu Yun, his movements as fast as lightning, leaving Mu Yun with no other choice but to retreat.

On the top of the tower, Jian Yixue stared at the two swords then saw the sun and moon of the world.

"It's quite surprising that there are two World Weapons here," she said.

Overall, there are three types of Weapons/Artifacts.

The first is of course the Weapons/Artifacts forged by humans.

The second is Innate Weapons/Artifacts, which are born together with living beings. This one could be said to be part of the body and soul of the living beings born with them.

And the last is World Weapons/Artifacts, which are born from the world itself.

The Nine Heavenly Treasures fell into this category. However, they were born with the birth of Heaven itself which was the reason why their strength was so unimaginable.

They were the highest tier of World Weapons/Artifacts, but there were also weaker ones, usually appearing in weaker places.

Of course, even the weak ones have great potential, they can usually grow stronger by integrating with other Weapons/Artifacts.

Even so, everything still depends on the user.

A swordsman could just ignore this World Sword if they thought the sword they forged themselves was more suited to them.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

The sky above the city suddenly rumbled as storm clouds appeared, causing the fighting in various areas of the city to come to a halt.

An old man with a staff appeared under the storm clouds.

His two eyes flashed light, illuminating the city as he gazed down.

"Hmphhhh..." He let out a long snort, it sounded even more terrifying than the roar of the storm.

"Spiritual Master, a human with the power of a God," people said in trembling voices.

In this world, he is like a dragon that can terrorize all beings.

Religions that worship mythical gods even consider him a demigod.

A few seconds after he appeared, the sound of footsteps that seemed to be produced by the sound of high heels resounded from within the palace hall.

The king and the others couldn't help but look back when they heard the sound of footsteps.

Their eyes shone, even though they were worried, seeing this figure made them calmer because they had never seen or heard of her losing.