"Is this the ancestral land of the Thousand Mile Cat Clan?" It doesn't look big from the outside, but it's quite spacious inside. After Ye Wuyou walked in, he found that there was a huge square in front of him, and there was a huge altar not far away.
"Don't waste time, we have to climb to the altar in the shortest possible time." Qianli Mao said to Ye Wuyou, and hurriedly ran towards the altar.
Seeing Qianli Mao running towards the altar, Ye Wuyou did not hesitate and followed Qianli Mao and ran towards the altar.
"This altar is so strange." Ye Wuyou had just stepped onto the altar when he suddenly felt his feet sink.
"There are ninety-nine sections in the altar, and each section is a test." Qianli Mao quickly explained to Ye Wuyou. "If you want to worship your ancestors, you must pass many tests. This is only the first level."
"Your ancestors are quite interesting." Ye Wuyou smiled.
Other people's ancestors would like their descendants to come and worship, but Qianlimao's ancestors actually set a test. Aren't they afraid that future generations would find it troublesome and not come to worship in the future?
After complaining for a while, he saw that the civet cats of the Thousand Mile Cat Clan were constantly climbing up. Ye Wuyou was not idle either, and was also climbing up quickly.
At the beginning, Ye Wuyou was very fast, and the pressure on the steps had little impact on Ye Wuyou. When he climbed to the fifty knot, Ye Wuyou felt as if his feet were filled with lead as he climbed up.
The climbing speed suddenly dropped a lot.
Not only Ye Wuyou was like this, but even the civet cats of the Thousand Mile Cat Clan also slowed down.
When the climb reached more than 70 knots, some of the weaker civet cats had stopped. From the looks of it, they had reached their limit and could no longer climb forward.
However, most civet cats are still trying to climb up.
When climbing up to the eightyth step, most civets slow down and have to rest for a while before continuing to climb.
However, there are still a few civet cats that are still afraid of going up, and Qianli Cat happens to be one of them.
"No wonder the Cat King asked us to improve our strength." Ye Wuyou raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said with a smile. "If we are weak," I'm afraid we won't be able to climb this step, let alone meet the ancestors of the Thousand Miles Cat Clan and obtain the ancestors.
It’s been passed down.”
Although the pressure on the steps was getting bigger and bigger, Ye Wuyou couldn't help it.
Following Qianli Mao, he walked slowly towards the altar with firm steps.
"Meow"
A gray civet cat climbed onto the altar first and let out an excited cry.
Ye Wuyou and Qianli Mao followed closely behind and also climbed onto the altar.
On the altar, Ye Wuyou found that there were nine futons around. The five civet cats that climbed up first found a futon each, sat on it quickly, and then looked around vigilantly.
It seems to be warning the civet cats nearby not to come near. If anyone dares to come close, it will fight to the death.
"We each occupy a futon." Qianlimao said to Ye Wuyou. "Remember, you must hold on to the futon no matter what. This is the second test."
Ye Wuyou nodded, walked towards a futon, and sat on it.
As time went by, more and more civets climbed up the altar, and soon all nine futons had their owners. The civets that came up later had to fight for the futons.
When those civet cats saw that a human actually appeared among the nine futons, they were all stunned for a moment, and then a cold light appeared in their eyes.
For humans, the spirit beasts of Yuling Forest will not look kindly on them, especially when this human has gone wild in their ancestral land, which is even more unbearable.
A strange phenomenon soon appeared. There were nine futons, but there were no civets in the other eight places who wanted to compete for the futons. However, in front of Ye Wuyou, countless civets gathered.
Each of these civet cats showed their teeth and claws, and they might attack Ye Wuyou at any time.
"What do you mean? Do you think I'm easy to bully?" Seeing countless civets gathered around him, Ye Wuyou was also stunned. With a flick of his wrist, the sword of royal power appeared in his hand. Even facing countless civets, Ye Wuyou
He still acted very tough. "If anyone dares to step forward, believe it or not, I will chop him into pieces."
Regarding Ye Wuyou's threat, these civet cats were completely fine.
One of the civet cats screamed and then rushed towards Ye Wuyou.
The remaining civet cats showed no politeness and directly showed their sharp claws and rushed towards Ye Wuyou.
"Damn, you guys really dare to come here. You really think I'm easy to bully." Seeing these civet cats rushing towards him, Ye Wuyou was also a little angry and said angrily. "Look, I won't chop you up today."
Ye Wuyou's eyes turned cold, he waved his arm, and the royal sword in his hand directly cut out a ray of cold light and flew towards the civet cats.
Most of these civet cats have the cultivation of ninth-level martial arts, and are very confident in their own strength, especially with so many companions attacking together. In their opinion, killing Ye Wuyou is only a matter of minutes.
He had no intention of avoiding Ye Wuyou's slash, and directly stretched out his sharp claws to resist.
After the fight, the civet cats realized that they were wrong, and how wrong they were.
Ye Wuyou's strength was much stronger than they imagined, especially the royal sword, which was too sharp.
With one strike of the sword, not only were the three civet cats rushing at the front repelled, but even their cat claws were almost cut off by the royal sword.
The civets behind who were about to take action were stunned. They didn't expect Ye Wuyou to be so strong, and they stopped one after another.
"How about it, now you know how powerful I am!" Seeing the expressions of these civet cats, Ye Wuyou said proudly. "If you dare to try against me again, be careful, I will chop off your cat's claws."
"Meow"
At this time, a civet made a strange cry, and all the civets around looked at each other.
"What do you mean?" Although Ye Wuyou couldn't hear the cat language, the expressions of these spiritual beasts suddenly became weird, and Ye Wuyou suddenly had a bad premonition.
"Be careful, they are preparing to attack you." At this time, Qianlimao suddenly reminded.
"Damn, besieging me, you really think I'm easy to bully." Qianli Mao reminded Ye Wuyou, and he immediately said with an angry look on his face. "If the tiger doesn't show its power, you really think I'm a sick cat.
No, okay, I have to teach you a lesson today."
"I want you to know how miserable the consequences will be if you offend me."
There are many civet cats on the other side, and it would be too passive to wait for them to attack.
Ye Wuyou's eyes narrowed, he might as well take one step at a time and make a preemptive strike. If he can kill one of them, it's you.