My Identity Is Becoming More and More Astonishing

The human race completely withdrew its troops.

The dust of war settled.

With joy in their hearts, on the following day, the human Transcendent world held an incomparably grand victory celebration in front of the holy temple in the capital city.

A celebration for the human race's somewhat inexplicable victory...

And Li Yao, as one who fought against three, became famous the world over and was worshipped by countless commoners as the strongest goddess.

Everything seemed to have come to an end.

But in reality, the Enforcement Center had not yet issued the final judgement on the war.

Because there were too many species appealing the decision.

They could not accept this "confused" defeat.

Especially the Ka Xiu clan.
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The high-ranking members of the centaur tribes had worked through the night to tally their entire population, only to discover that there was no information to be found on the two "brethren" who had entered the battle!

On the battlefield where the war had ended, there was also no trace of the two horses.

The Ka Xiu clan exploded with rage, convinced that the humans had resorted to a sham, arranging for a Transcendent with the ability to "shape-shift" to despicably play a role contrary to their own.

In response, the human ambassador to the city of law enforcement—a gentleman in traditional attire—countered in court that even if there was a Transcendent with the ability to "shape-shift," the two centaurs in the arena had each used different supernatural abilities.

Is there really a human who possesses three or four supernatural abilities simultaneously?

The representative of the Ka Xiu clan cited "Chen Yu" as an example.

"Chen Yu only has two supernatural abilities. If those two centaurs were him, that would mean he has at least five abilities. Does that sound reasonable?" The gentleman in traditional attire thumped his chest: "If those two centaurs really were Chen Yu, then I, on behalf of all humanity, strongly suggest that the Enforcement Center cut him open for a biopsy..."

With that,

The war between the alliance of various races and humanity came to a temporary close.

With the push from various forces, there might be new developments.

But at least for now, it had nothing to do with Chen Yu.

He didn't even participate in the victory celebration before he was imprisoned by the alliance's superintendent into the legendary ancestral tomb of the human race.

To Chen Yu's surprise, this ancestral tomb of the human race was not located in some other place.

It was actually within the holy temple!

Even further behind the "harem."

The ancestral tomb was generally suspended in an emerald void, its shape strikingly similar to a dim sum steamer basket.

Stacked in layers, there were a total of nine.

At the very top was a small circular house.

At this moment, he was following a young man in a duckbill cap "flying" into this small house, and immediately saw a familiar face.

It was the A-level supreme, the white-bearded old man, who with his own strength, had managed to stop the entire gladiatorial arena high up in the air during the tournament.

"Senior," the young man stood at the door, bowing respectfully: "My apologies for the interruption."

Turning his head and seeing that Chen Yu was still standing there dumbfounded, he immediately reached out to push him down as well: "Quick, show your respects."

'Hello there, Old Long.'

Chen Yu really wanted to say that.

But his naturally shy disposition took over, and he earnestly gave a bow: "Hello."

"I recognize you," the white-bearded old man said, floating cross-legged with his eyes closed: "Your name is Chen Yu."

'That's right, your Grandpa Chen!'

Chen Yu replied humbly: "It's me."

"You performed well during the graduation assessment," the old man slowly opened his eyes, his gaze peaceful and serene: "I've heard about your accomplishments. You've helped the diplomatic squad complete an A+ special mission. Good job, very good."

"It's all thanks to my unique talents; you flatter me," Chen Yu said modestly.

"Senior," the young man with the duckbill cap stood up straight, getting straight to the point: "Per the superintendent's orders, I've brought Chen Yu to the ancestral tomb. Please take good care of him."

"Hmm," the white-bearded old man slowly nodded.

Considering that Chen Yu had managed to escape in front of an "Enforcer," the superintendent, out of caution, decided to place him within the ancestral tomb.

A special enclosed environment, coupled with the oversight of an A-level supreme, was deemed by the superintendent to be reasonable, secure, and reassuring.

They only awaited the notification for that particular junior Enforcer to personally retrieve him.

To keep the "negative impact" to a minimum.

"The ancestral tomb of the human race is a sacred place for our people," the old man said, looking directly at Chen Yu, testing him: "It is divided into nine layers. As a talented young man of our race, blessed by our ancestors' shadows, do you know what each of the nine layers are called?"

Chen Yu thought for a moment, then ventured: "They're called the first layer, second layer, third layer... seventh layer, eighth layer, ninth layer?"

The white-bearded old man: "..."

The young man in the duckbill cap: "..."

The old man said with an icy tone: "You should start by staying on the first layer."

Chen Yu: "Alright, boss."

The young man, finding himself in an awkward position in front of Chen Yu, swiftly changed the subject: "Senior, has my father shown any signs of coming out of seclusion?"

"After the evil creature incident and the declaration of war by the various races, I've been channeling Tong Ming through all nine layers, causing the Great Emperor's spiritual imprint to come loose," the white-bearded old man said indifferently: "But now that the war is over and I've stopped channeling Tong Ming, with the crisis resolved, it's better not to disturb the Great Emperor."

"Understood," the young man said, looking back at Chen Yu, then hesitated for a moment before continuing: "Senior, I'll take my leave then. I entrust Chen Yu to your care. It's of the utmost importance that he not leave the ancestral tomb."

"Don't worry," the white-bearded old man waved his hand grandly: "He can't escape."

"Chen Yu," the young man turned, addressing Chen Yu: "I'm leaving now. You'll enter the first layer below through that small door outside the house. You're to bathe, change clothes, and offer vegetarian incense daily. You must not show any disrespect."

"Certainly," Chen Yu gestured: "I am a human, and those are my ancestors. If I were disrespectful to the immortals, would I even count as a person?"

"I know you wouldn't," the young man explained: "But when I say 'disrespect,' I mean you shouldn't be loud, steal offerings, or look directly at the tombstones. There are stone slabs down there with these rules inscribed on them; you should learn them all first."