"His Royal Highness the Holy Son, the patriarch has summoned you."
A guard called from outside the palace.
Chen Ling woke up from practice and was thoughtful. He already understood and guessed the purpose of the clan leader's summons, and immediately said: "I know, I'll go right away."
The guards outside the palace nodded and left quickly.
Then Chen Ling came to Xutian Palace.
The King of Chu of the Sixiang Ancient Clan is no longer here, and there are only the Holy King of Heaven, the Holy King of Earth and the Holy King of Man in the palace.
"Meet the patriarch, the Earth Saint King, and the Human Saint King." Chen Ling bowed and saluted.
"The other party is already looking for you." The Heavenly Saint King looked at Chen Ling with a smile.
Chen Ling was calm and said: "Clan leader, it is indeed."
"That saint wants to recruit me."
"Oh?" The Heavenly Saint King smiled faintly, looked at Chen Ling and said, "Then how did you answer?"
Chen Ling smiled: "I said I wanted the position of Holy Son of the Four Elephants Ancient Clan. Can you give it to me? Then the other party turned against me."
He said helplessly.
The Heavenly Saint King looked a little strange.
The position of the Holy Son of the Sixiang Ancient Clan?
"No wonder the other party turned his back." The Heavenly Saint King shook his head and chuckled: "With your strength, being the holy son of the Sixiang Ancient Clan is not that bad. However, the Sixiang Ancient Clan is a long-standing ancient clan, and you are not as good as others.
Bloodline is absolutely impossible."
Chen Ling nodded.
He just mentioned this request casually. If the Sixiang Ancient Clan agreed, something big would happen.
"How strong are the two of them?" Tiansheng King asked in a straight voice.
"A little disappointed." Chen Ling hesitated and said.
Yang Lin's strength is at most comparable to Huang Jue.
Yun Luo is not weak, but he is not so strong that he and Huang Qianqiu can't compare.
This group of Four Elephant Ancient Clan is a bit strange for an existence that is older than the Sky-Swallowing Beast Clan.
"The Four Elephant Ancient Clan is divided into four bloodlines: Qinglong, Suzaku, White Tiger, and Xuanwu. The Qinglong and White Tiger bloodlines are responsible for killing, Suzaku is responsible for life, and Xuanwu is responsible for defense."
"The strongest among them are the Qinglong and White Tiger lineages, and the White Tiger lineage is especially the strongest. All the White Tiger saints of the Four Elephant Ancient Clan have a standard, the Holy King."
"The Holy Son of the White Tiger is the Holy King?" Chen Ling took a breath of cold air.
Isn’t this standard too shocking?
"That's right, Holy King." The Heavenly Holy King nodded and said solemnly: "When you see the Holy Son of the White Tiger, you will understand how strong the Four Elephants Ancient Clan is. Moreover, the Xuanwu and Suzaku lineages cannot be underestimated.
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"The four elephants and four veins, even if the weakest Suzaku and Xuanwu lineages are separated, they are comparable to many top ancient tribes in Wuzhou."
Chen Ling was silent, his expression shaking and changing.
He understood that he had underestimated the Sixiang Ancient Clan after all.
"There are many ancient clans in Wuzhou, many of which even I don't know much about. Among them, the top ancient clans are the Feng clan, the Emperor Butterfly clan, the Fire clan, the Divine Forbidden clan, etc. There are also some ancient clans, such as the Shangqing Ancient clan.
Zong, Zi Yan Zhan Zong, their strength is the top force."
"If you have been in the Shenwu Palace, you should know that the strength of Tianjun Pavilion is nominally at the top of the Martial Continent. But in front of these forces, Tianjun Pavilion can only barely reach the top."
Chen Ling took a deep breath and suppressed the shock in his heart. He felt that the Heavenly Saint King was probably going to tell me a lot of secrets today.
"Beyond the Holy King is the Martial God. But there is no Martial God in the Shenwu Continent. The top experts of countless ethnic groups, no matter how talented they are, have not yet been able to touch that realm."
The Heavenly Saint King looked complicated and said quietly: "But there is no Martial God, but it does not mean that the Holy King is the top."
"Half-step Martial God?" Chen Ling said subconsciously.
The Heavenly Saint King shook his head: "No one can touch it, and no one can reach the level of a half-step Martial God. Although the top Saint King is strong, the top Saint Kings of all races have practiced hard for many years, and the strongest state they can currently reach is to transcend the top Saint King."
"The top holy king is a watershed. Crossing it is the Martial God. People who don't know are overthinking it. Crossing the top holy king is just a layer of separation between the holy king and the Martial God."
"So you should understand how eager the top experts in Wuzhou are for the realm of the Martial God, right?"
Chen Ling nodded.
"Chen Feng was the first person to step into the Holy Tomb, and he was also the first person to step into the Holy Tomb without dying. After he walked out of the Holy Tomb, he became terrifying. Otherwise, do you think a Holy Saint can make Wuzhou
Can’t the various tribes deal with it?”
Chen Ling was shocked and finally said it.
"Chief, what did our ancestor do in the Holy Tomb?"
The Heavenly Saint King sighed: "When he walked out of the Holy Tomb, his strength became extremely terrifying. Then he robbed various tribes and led the strong men of the ancient tribe into the Holy Tomb."
"In the end, less than one-tenth of the powerful people from each clan survived, including my clan and the Four Elephants Ancient Clan. And Chen Feng also died in the Holy Tomb."
"Those who survived said that the Holy Tomb holds the secret to becoming a Martial God. Others said that Chen Feng had already obtained the secret to becoming a Martial God. Some even said that Chen Feng was not dead."
"But one thing is certain, that is, Chen Feng knows the secrets in the Holy Tomb best. His changes in strength are also related to the Holy Tomb. Chen Feng is also very likely to know the secret of the God of War."
"It's very possible that he's not dead."
Chen Ling only felt his scalp numb.
Knowing the truth, he suddenly felt horrified.
piece.
If Chen Feng is not dead, could he be the one playing chess?
"The immortal power in you was brought out from the holy tomb by an ancestor of our clan. Our clan has tried countless times over thousands of years, but few people have been able to control it."
The Heavenly Saint King looked solemn, stared at Chen Ling and said: "Holy Tomb, you are the most important person."
"Because many people believe that Chen Feng is not dead. Even if he died, he must have left something behind. You are the key to his graveyard."
"Fortunately, others don't know that you control the immortal power for the time being, otherwise I'm afraid someone might be unable to hold back and take action directly."
"No way?" Chen Ling said sarcastically.
Take action directly?
Facing those ancient tribes with profound knowledge, he was really embarrassed.
"No? You have underestimated the temptation of the Martial God realm. Immortal power is the power within the Holy Tomb. Based on this alone, you should understand the powerful relationship."
"So, you can control the immortal power and don't expose it. However, most people can't recognize the immortal power. Those who can recognize the immortal power are only those old monsters left." The Heavenly Saint King said with a smile.
Chen Ling smiled bitterly.
He is now like a piece of Tang Monk meat, everyone wants it.
"You are now the Holy Son of our clan. I really want to use you to step into the Holy Tomb and obtain the secret of becoming a Martial God. However, you are also a member of our clan and have the blood of our clan. Whoever dares to touch you will have me
The clan is standing behind you." The Heavenly Saint King's tone was sharp, and the power that surpassed the top Saint King filled the Xutian Palace.
Chen Ling felt that it was extremely difficult to breathe under this momentum.
"Clan leader, I understand. As long as the Sky-Swallowing Beast Clan does not betray its trust, I will always be a member of the Sky-Swallowing Beast Clan." Chen Ling said solemnly.
The momentum collapsed instantly, and the Heavenly Saint King laughed with satisfaction.
"for you."
The Heavenly Saint King raised his hand and a ball of fire flew towards him.
Chen Ling grabbed it and the red fire faded away, revealing a red name card.
On the surface of the name card, there is a lifelike firebird printed on it, as if it is alive. When he touches his eyes, Chen Ling feels hot all over and his will is trembling. (To be continued)