"You are the Saint of my Blood Palace. You must not reveal your identity at will. This time, I will punish you. You will not be allowed to go down the mountain for three years. You will not be free until you kill your senior brother."
It wasn't until Bai Ling's eyes regained clarity that the old man in blood-clothed snorted coldly, and his figure disappeared instantly.
"Hmph, you really did check out my soul sea. Fortunately, brother Ling Xiao was prepared."
Bai Ling sneered, with a gloomy look in his eyes, and immediately walked out of the hall.
The ancient art of capturing souls is a forbidden art. It can not only capture souls and control souls, but also cover up memories. Naturally, this is no problem.
Of course, with the strength of the Lord of the Blood Palace, if he forcibly searches for souls, any cover-up will be useless.
But in the same way, if he really did what Ling Xiao arranged, Bai Ling would die under that soul mark in an instant.
Therefore, this move is considered foolproof.
"We must first think of a way to search Grandpa Qi's soul to determine the identity of the swordsman in white."
A flash of hesitation flashed across Bai Lingqiao's face, but in the end, she still walked towards the depths of the Blood Palace.
As Brother Ling Xiao said, no matter how evil the technique is, it has its own uses.
Now she just wanted to avenge the Lin family's blood, so she decided to do this.
The worst thing is, just wait until Grandpa Qi's soul is searched and then release him.
Thinking like this, the last trace of hesitation in Bai Ling's eyes disappeared instantly.
In the land of the Ling Clan, thousands of miles high in the sky, a black shadow suddenly appeared like a cloud.
Many powerful men from the Ling Clan raised their heads one after another, their bodies shining brightly, but there was a hint of surprise in their eyes.
Someone actually dares to act recklessly in our Ling tribe’s territory?
I don’t know about this, is it prohibited to fly?
Just when they looked up and saw the Kowloon golden chariot, their eyes were surprised, and instantly turned into a strong admiration and... joy!
"Look! It's Young Master Ling Xiao! It's Young Master Ling Xiao!!"
"The young master has returned to his clan! Come on... look at you, why don't you kneel down and kowtow to the young master!"
"Master!! You are finally back!!"
"I look forward to your return every day, and today I have made the wish. I will have no regrets in this life!"
The crowd began to cheer and get excited.
Some proud girls were so excited that their eyes darkened, their bodies became weak, and they collapsed on the ground.
It just...suddenly softened.
Ling Xiao smiled calmly, looking calm.
"Look! Young Master has seen me!!"
"What virtues and abilities do I have? If I enter the eyes of the young master, you... are not worthy! With my dirty body, I will only stain your eyes!!!"
Ye Qingchan's beautiful eyes looked at the cheering and wailing city below her in surprise, with a look of shock on her pretty face.
This scene was very familiar to her.
When Ling Xiao was in the Northern Wilderness, he saw this scene everywhere he went.
But she really didn't expect that when she returned to Shengzhou, the young master would still be the same... man of heaven that attracted everyone's attention.
Sure enough, wherever the king went, there were people.
The innate majesty and destined destiny are not subject to geographical changes at all.
Inexplicably, Ye Qingchan quietly moved her delicate body and got closer to Ling Xiao.
This feeling of being admired and admired made her very happy in her heart.
"Look, the young master looks a little haggard!"
"Yes! I heard that the Goddess Nian died in Xia Chen's hands!"
"war!!!"
"Tread down the Holy Land of Yuanyue and avenge the young mistress!"
"Quick... hurry up and get my 40-meter machete. I can hardly contain the fighting spirit in my body."
The people who were cheering suddenly fell into madness.
That terrifying fighting spirit turned into a blood cloud and enveloped the sky above Hantian City.
At this time, Ling Xiao just nodded slightly and led Ye Qingchan towards the secret realm of the Ling clan.
"Sir... these are all..."
"I am a vassal of the Ling clan!"
"Oh, Master, if one day... I am forced to be your enemy, will you also... kill me?"
Suddenly, a touch of sadness flashed across Ye Qingchan's face, and her tone was leisurely.
"Huh? Qingchan, what are you talking about?"
Ling Xiao frowned slightly, turned to look at Ye Qingchan's clear and sad eyes, and shook his head gently, "I don't believe there is anyone in this world who can make us turn against each other. If there is, then I will kill them."
"Um!"
Ye Qingchan's face lit up with a hint of brilliance.
Just like Qingchan... I think the same thing.
Until the two of them entered the secret realm, another round of cheers began to ring out.
Ling Tianlin stood in front of the Ling clan's ancient palace and looked at the two figures falling from mid-air.
Behind him, the elder of the Nine Meridians of the Ling Clan waited quietly, with a touch of pride in his eyes.
In recent days, Ling Xiao's name has been completely resounding throughout Eastern Xinjiang.
But compared with the previous bad reputation, this time, all the major forces in Eastern Xinjiang know that he is a descendant of the Ling clan who is upright, upright, and the light of the right path!
It is a commonplace to say that one can crush an entire generation and be invincible.
But this trip to the secret realm made it clear to everyone that only the heirs of the Ling clan could bear the word invincibility.
Xia Chen, Qiu Yi, and Shangguan Qinghe defeated Nian Qingyun, Huayang and Ling Tian respectively.
But Ling Xiao alone crushed these three into dust.
What kind of dominance and holy power is this?
Zhen, Dongjiang, Wushuang, the younger generation, defying the sky, the first person.
No juxtaposition!
"Xiao'er!"
Ling Tianlin's face showed some sadness and some relief.
Before Ling Xiao's figure landed, he had already stepped forward to greet him and hugged him tightly.
"My son, you are of supreme dignity! You have suffered during this trip!!"
"Father…"
A flash of embarrassment flashed across Ling Xiao's face. Everyone on the street knew that Ling Tianlin and Xuanyuan Yue loved their children.
Otherwise, the previous Ling Xiao would not have been able to develop such an unruly and domineering character.
The phrase "my father is Emperor Ling" almost ran through Ling Xiao's short life.
"Father...I want..."
"The eight thousand members of our Ling clan are all on standby. The four major vassals and ten thousand strong men are ready to go. Qin Leng, the leader of the Qin clan, has led the elders of the Qin clan to Hantian City early this morning. I think he will arrive later."
Ling Tianlin's eyes narrowed slightly, and his face had returned to its former majesty.
"This time, I will be your vanguard for my father. I will listen to your orders and destroy Yuanyue Holy Land!"
"Father!"
Ling Xiao's face trembled slightly, as expected of you!
A generation of heroes, ruthless and decisive, with the name of Emperor Ling, no one in Eastern Xinjiang is afraid of him!
"good."
"Who is this…"
Ling Tianlin turned to look at Ye Qingchan. The latter's pretty face condensed and she quickly bowed down.
She had heard that the young master's father was the top divine emperor in Eastern Xinjiang.
She just didn't expect that this God Emperor, whom outsiders said was fierce and domineering, would have such a tender side.
No wonder, it turns out that the young master’s character has taken after his father’s.
He is cruel and strong in front of outsiders, but to himself...
whee.
"good!"
Ling Tianlin nodded, took out a pair of dragon and phoenix jade pendants from his arms, and handed them to Ye Qingchan, "This match was made between me and Xiao'er's mother back then..."
"Father!!! No need, just keep this couple to yourself as a thought."
Ling Xiao's face panicked.
Gan!
Father, Nian Qingyun died because of your blessing.
You...just keep a companion for your child!
"Uh, okay! I'm sorry about Qingyun, Xiao'er, the beauty has passed away, you have to... cherish the person in front of you."
Ling Tian gave Ling Xiao a meaningful look before parting.
My son, as the three palaces and six courtyards, stands on the top of the sky.
Revenge must be avenged, but if your Taoist heart is stained by this, it is absolutely impossible!
"Father, I have something to tell you about Tiandi."
Ling Xiao gave a bitter smile and walked towards the palace with Ling Tianlin.