DIVINE WARRIOR

Meeting Ancestors

The middle-aged man had a simple look.

Long white hair in a long white robe, and no other accents were attached to his clothes.

There was not even a fluctuation from the dangerous aura from it, yet it sort of had magical powers that could make one see the charisma of an old monster that had lived for thousands of years.

He picked up his teacup, after which glanced at the sect master and kamal who was still standing looked at him.

With a frown on his forehead, the middle-aged man finally knocked on the table as a sign to let the two people sit beside him.

After another long thought, two people immediately stepped up and sat down while taking two teas on the table.

On the other hand, the rama just follows behind the kamal.

The middle-aged man's eyes immediately fell on the rama, with an invisible force, he looked at the entire body part of the rama, ranging from cultivation and soul, almost no one could hide from his seers.

A strange smile immediately appeared at the corner of the middle-aged man's mouth.

After finishing his tea, he immediately threw the cup over quickly and directed it at the rama standing behind the kamal.

Suddenly this made the sect master and kamal to be shocked, and was no exception with rama.

Just as the cup was about to hit his face, with a spontaneous movement, Rama moved the cup with his mental energy so that the cup was just standing floating in the air.

Afterwards Rama took a cup and put it on the table.

Although Rama was very surprised by this sudden thing, but his expression immediately returned and did not think too much about the attitude of the middle-aged man who intended to attack him.

Nearby, the reaction of the sect master and kamal did not change too much, but they were a little surprised, but they understood that this kind of thing was deliberately done.

Naturally they understood that the middle-aged man intended to test the true power of the rama.

Sure enough that the result was not disappointing, even the middle-aged man curled the corner of his mouth into a smile.

It was clear that the quick movements from the previous rama had given him a pretty good impression of the rama, and finally the middle-aged man started talking.

"What a wonderful child, at this young age has had this kind of strength, even his reflexes are not bad.."

"Kamal.kamal indeed did not disappoint me!.." said the middle-aged man while stroking his white beard with satisfaction.

On the side, kamal immediately replied respectfully.

"Our ancestor.it is my duty, but more importantly that this child is also very important to me, however, I have the responsibility as his guardian.."

"This is my promise to his parents, the reason I brought him to the sect not only made him stronger, but I also had to protect him" Kamal said, however there was a bitter expression on his face even though his words sounded as something dignified.

Hearing kamal's words, the rama who was behind him felt tremors and pain in his heart.

Although kamal did not directly mention what he was going through, rama could clearly feel that the tone of kamal's speech led to the core of his pain.

Sitting nearby, the sect master and the middle-aged man the ancestor summoned were also able to feel the atmosphere suddenly turning cold.

It was clear that Kamal had previously informed of the incident that had occurred two years ago, and that was why kamal had been absent for too long leaving the sect.

They also know for sure that kamal has a fairly deep relationship with the parents of rama.

The ancestor looked at Rama with pity, after all, experiencing such a thing was certainly a trauma for a child when he saw his parents die before his own eyes.

In the end, the ancestor let out a light sigh while waving his hand to rama.

Rama did not immediately respond, this time his emotions had changed because of the previous kamal speech.

Even his eyes looked red, and his tears could not bear it anymore, before falling on his dingin face.

"Son.come here." said the old man as he extended his hand to Rama.

Although the rama was still lingering in grief, yet he also did not dare to ignore the ancestor who had a gentle attitude towards him.

Rama immediately stepped closer to the ancestor, and stood beside him.

"Son.I know what you have experienced, believe me. The first time you set foot here, then everyone in the bright sky sect has become your family..."

These words are a kind of consolation for the rama, but their meaning clearly gives support for the rama to be stronger.

Hearing the words of the ancestors, the heart rama tremble because of the family feelings that have been lost for two years.

"Our ancestor.a..is that true???.." said rama in a hoarse voice.

The ancestor patted Rama on the shoulder and smiled gently.

"Sir.of course it is true, from now on you are my disciple, so naturally you are one of the most important people within this sect." said the ancestor.

Although the words of the ancestors were said in a relaxed tone, yet the expression of surprise immediately filled the faces of the sect master and kamal who heard them.

The reason is, they both have clearly known how the ancestral temple that has a calm attitude on its face.

Although the ancestors highly appreciated one's talent, but all this time, there was no one who could make him care so much.

Even for the first time they heard the sect ancestors would accept disciples at a time like this.

Kamal had previously given a message about the talent rama had since the resurrection of his spiritual element spirit.

Although his reaction was also very surprised, but we also never thought that the ancestor would accept him as his direct disciple.

At most the ancestors would hand the rama over to the sect master to make him a direct disciple, kamal thought.

This time around, reality was completely at odds with his thinking.

Kamal and the sect master immediately looked at each other with strange expressions on each other's faces, yet still the two of them did not say a word at the moment.

On the other hand, rama looked surprised by this sudden acceptance, obviously he also would not have expected that the sect ancestor would take it for granted after a while they met.

With complicated feelings, Rama immediately bowed in salute to the ancestor.

"Murid saluted the teacher." said Rama respectfully.

The ancestor had a satisfied smile on his face, yet he seemed to have something to say again to Rama.

"Son..since I have accepted you as a disciple, now tell me what qualities you possess and deserve to be my disciple." said the ancestor suddenly.

These words immediately became thunder that fell from the sky, his gentle demeanor now ripped inversely proportional to the sudden statement.

Even kamal and the sect master could not guess what was in the mind of the sudden ancestor.

On the other hand, the face of the rama appears unchanged, with a breath of breath, the rama looks at the ancestors with eyes full of confidence and confidence.

"Our ancestor.at the moment, I am only a child, even my strength cannot be compared to the weakest disciple in the outer court.."

"But because I have felt the pain of losing my family, I have sworn to myself to become stronger!.so that the same thing does not happen again..."

"The ancestral color has considered me as part of the family of this sect, then I will protect this sect with all my strength and my life!.."

"And I have also previously vowed to resurrect my parents even though I knew it was very difficult, yet I would never give up!.."

"I will do anything and nothing will stop me!.."

"Our ancestors.death to me is not scary, but the scariest thing is to be left behind by someone you consider family.."

"So I have determined!.I will never give up and become stronger and stronger, and no one else can touch my family before stepping over my corpse!..."rama said firmly.

Every word he said made the faces of the three people in the room startled.

In fact it sounded like an endless roar of thunder.

Each word contains such a deep oath and conviction.

Even Kamal who was beside him would not have expected these words to appear from his little nephew who had been with him for so long.

The faces of the ancestors and sect masters were not even much different from kamal's expsression.

How not, these words had come out of the mouth of a twelve-year-old child, of course this was too shocking for them.