All kinds of phantoms appeared on the memorial tablets placed in the ancestral hall. The entire ancestral hall was completely enveloped by the power of the heroic souls.
Shen Ping immediately smelled a rich fragrance. Streams of heroic souls wantonly swept through his body. Not long after, he felt warmth, as if a power was surging into his body. His originally weak limbs became strong and powerful, and even his true soul power became much stronger.
"This is a blessing, right?!" Mountain Lord Huai raised his swaddling clothes excitedly. "Thank you for your blessings, ancestors!"
Madame Qing Yan, who was standing outside the ancestral hall, was also extremely excited. After receiving the approval and blessing of the ancestral hall, her son would officially become a member of the Huai family.
