In the Lingtian Continent, martial arts are respected. The strong are in the clouds, overlooking all living beings, while the weak are hungry and have no choice but to live an ignoble existence!

War spirits are the innate talents of martial arts cultivators. They can gain stronger combat power by fighting with war spirits.

Each martial artist, due to their different attributes, will awaken different war spirits when the spirit gate is opened.

Showing a variety of forms: knives, swords, guns, tigers, green dragons, rocs...etc.

There are many types of war spirits, divided into seven levels, namely: red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple.

From the red level war spirit upwards, the power of each one gradually increases.

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Zhao State, Youzhou City, Nangong Family.

On the altar, several boys and girls sat cross-legged. There were strange runes surging on their bodies, and the light was dazzling and extremely gorgeous.

Every boy and girl has his own protector beside him, all of them are young people of fifteen or sixteen years old.

"The spiritual door is open!"

Below the altar, an elder of the Nangong family shouted loudly, and fired several spells from his palms, descending above the altar.

"Buzz, buzz!"

Accompanied by several strange sounds, the clouds of true energy in the sky rolled and stirred. Beams of light fell from the sky, wrapping the bodies of the boys and girls on the altar respectively.

"Keep your mind strong and feel the power. The spiritual door will open right before your eyes!"

The elder said.

This place is specially set up by the Nangong family for the descendants of the family to open spiritual gates. It has the effect of increasing the success rate of opening spiritual gates.

The altar is expensive to build, and only big families like the Nangong family can build it.

Opening the altar consumes a lot of resources. Therefore, only direct descendants of the family or young people with outstanding talents are qualified to use the altar to open the spiritual door.

Those young people who protect the Tao may not receive such good treatment in their lifetime.

Nangong Lingshuang is the eldest daughter of the head of the Nangong family. This daughter is not only beautiful, but also has outstanding talents. She is regarded as the hope of the Nangong family to rise in Youzhou City.

At this time, Nangong Lingshuang's exquisite body was shrouded in a halo, dazzling and showing signs of opening a high-level spirit gate.

Beside Nangong Lingshuang, a handsome young man was concentrating on assisting her.

This young man's name is Ye Feng, and he is a descendant of a meritorious general of the dynasty. Due to the defeat of his family, Ye Feng was adopted by the third master of the Nangong family since he was a child.

The third master of the Nangong family died of a serious illness a few years ago. Ye Feng was alone and very difficult. From time to time, he was ostracized by some people in the Nangong family.

More than ten years ago, the Nangong family of the Ye family arranged for Ye Feng to marry Nangong Lingshuang.

Now, Ye Feng has become Nangong Lingshuang's protector. Even though the relationship between the two is very harmonious and they are childhood sweethearts, Ye Feng vaguely feels that this engagement is getting further and further away from him.

"Ling Shuang, the time has come! I will help you open the spiritual door."

Ye Feng said. Although he has not opened the spirit gate, he has unique insights into the opening of the spirit gate. It can be said that Nangong Lingshuang can have such a keen perception of the spirit gate and cannot do without his help.

"Um."

Nangong Lingshuang nodded slightly, her delicate body was dripping with sweat, she struggled to squeeze out a smile to Ye Feng, and then her eyes closed.

A five-color halo appeared on the jade hand, dancing in the void, as if relying on the power of heaven and earth.

"Miss Ling Shuang is worthy of being the most outstanding genius of my Nangong family. In such a short time, the spirit gate will be opened! It would be great if I could win Miss Ling Shuang's favor!"

Under the altar, a young man looked at Nangong Lingshuang with admiration in his eyes.

"Stop dreaming! Miss Ling Shuang is engaged to Ye Feng."

Another person spoke.

"snort!"

Only one person snorted coldly: "Ye Feng? What a loser? Apart from some useless insights, what else can he do? How can he be worthy of my cousin?"

The speaker's name is Xiao Jie, the son of Nangong Lingshuang's aunt. Xiao Jie often comes to Nangong's house as a guest. He relies on his status as Nangong's nephew and is domineering. Because he is jealous of Ye Feng's engagement with Nangong Lingshuang, he often seeks out Ye Feng.

trouble.

"Yes! Miss Ling Shuang is such a beautiful woman, how can she be with that loser?"

After listening to Xiao Jie's words, many people whispered, agreeing with Xiao Jie's view, and were not optimistic about the marriage contract between Nangong Lingshuang and Ye Feng.

All these words fell in Ye Feng's ears, and a careless smile appeared on his resolute face.

Xiao Jie was just a playboy. At such a critical moment, Ye Feng didn't bother to argue with Xiao Jie.

He seems to be used to the cynicism of people in the Nangong family, because he has never asked the Nangong family to fulfill their marriage contract.

He just wants to be himself, open up the spiritual gate, become a strong man, and restore the Ye family.

"Boom!"

At this moment, above the sky, in the continuously rolling clouds of true energy, purple thunder rolled, and a thunderbolt as big as the mouth of a bowl struck straight down, carrying terrifying power, and descended on Nangong Lingshuang's body.

superior.

Nangong Lingshuang groaned, her body trembling continuously, and a look of pain appeared on her pretty fair face.

That terrifying thunder was constantly attacking Nangong Lingshuang's body, penetrating deep into the bone marrow, and was not something ordinary people could bear.

This scene caused the expressions of everyone in the Nangong family below to change drastically.

"Master, there is a certain chance of encountering a lightning disaster when opening a high-level spirit gate. It is very similar to the young lady's current situation. If measures are not taken quickly, the young lady may have her meridians destroyed by the lightning disaster and become a useless person!"

The elder who presided over the altar said anxiously to the head of the Nangong family, "Nangong Chen".

As soon as these words came out, everyone realized the seriousness of the matter.

Nangong Chen asked with a gloomy face: "How to turn danger into safety?"

The elder hesitated for a moment and said: "Only someone who matches the young lady's spiritual veins can instill the young lady's natal spiritual energy in order to dispel the thunder tribulation."

Nangong Chen narrowed his eyes slightly and said to the person next to him: "Who in the family matches Ling Shuang's natal spirit?"

The man seemed to understand Nangong Chen's problem very well. Without any pause, he uttered two words: "Ye Feng!"

Hearing this, Nangong Chen's eyes naturally fell on Ye Feng.

"Ye Feng, Ling Shuang has encountered a thunderstorm and is in danger. She needs your life spirit to help her escape. Are you willing?"

Nangong Chen's words seemed to be soliciting Ye Feng's opinion. However, before Ye Feng could speak, Nangong Chen said again: "Don't worry, my Nangong family will not treat you badly. If Ling Shuang successfully escapes from danger, your engagement will continue to be executed."

Ye Feng's eyes flickered. His natal spiritual essence was as good as life to a martial artist. Once he lost his spiritual essence, it meant that he would not be able to open a spiritual gate and condense his fighting spirit in his lifetime.

"Father once said that I am no better than ordinary people and can condense two spiritual energy."

Ye Feng secretly thought that the engagement was not important to Ye Feng. He just couldn't watch Nangong Lingshuang suffer from the thunder and ignore it.

A look of determination appeared in Ye Feng's eyes, and he placed his hands on Nangong Lingshuang's body. His natal spiritual energy began to surge, and was instilled into Nangong Lingshuang's body bit by bit.

The thunder dissipated, and above the sky, there was a colorful glow that connected with Nangong Lingshuang's body.

Gradually, behind Nangong Lingshuang, a phoenix loomed, releasing the majesty of the phoenix.

"That is……"

This scene made the crowd's eyes all fixed there. The majesty of the phoenix was so powerful that they had the urge to kneel down and make a pilgrimage.

"So strong! Miss Ling Shuang has awakened the Phoenix War Spirit! Moreover, she seems to have reached the green level!"

"How noble the green-level phoenix war spirit is. Miss Lingshuang awakens the green-level phoenix war spirit and becomes the leading genius in Youzhou City. She will definitely be favored by the major sect forces. There is hope for the rise of our Nangong family!"

Seeing the phantom of the phoenix appearing behind Nangong Lingshuang, the entire Nangong family became excited.

Nangong Chen stood up directly from his seat, looking excited. That was his daughter, and now she has become the pride of the Nangong family, and even the entire Youzhou City.

Nangong Lingshuang stood up slowly, a five-color halo of light flowing over her body, shining brightly with the phantom of the phoenix behind her. A smile appeared on her beautiful face, she was so happy.

At this moment, her light covered everyone, just like the real Phoenix Goddess.

A smile appeared on Ye Feng's slightly pale face. He was happy for Nangong Lingshuang. Even though he might lose the chance to open the spirit gate, he had no intention of ruining it.

"Ling Shuang, congratulations."

Ye Feng always had a sunny smile on his face.

"Um."

Nangong Lingshuang nodded lightly to Ye Feng, but didn't say anything. That kind of look was a bit strange, something she had never seen before.

Ye Feng's smile did not diminish, but his heart sank slightly.

After a while, surrounded by the crowd, Nangong Lingshuang, Nangong Chen and others left the altar.

On the empty altar, Ye Feng laughed at himself and said, "Maybe Ling Shuang is too happy."

This sentence reveals Ye Feng's understanding of Nangong Lingshuang, but it sounds more like a kind of self-comfort.

"Trash, why don't you leave?"

At this time, a figure appeared somewhere on the altar, slowly walking towards Ye Feng.

"Xiao Jie."
To be continued...