How strong is a powerful illusory god?

Everyone present got the most perfect answer at this moment.

Even though Gong Poying had no intention of targeting them at all, the heavy pressure in the air still made everyone feel so uncomfortable that they almost wanted to vomit blood. Many people could not help but lie on the ground, trembling with fear.

Xiaoling also fell to the ground, but she still managed to raise her head and looked at Yuling opposite Gong Poying, her heart filled with deep worry.

She could hardly imagine what kind of terrifying pressure Yu Ling was facing. He was the top and most powerful phantom god in the seventeen regions. She did not dare to say even a word in front of Gong Poying, but Master Ling

Actually want to be his enemy?

Although she was not very familiar with Yu Ling before, and in fact no one in the Yu family could get close to him, Xiaoling was really a kind girl, so she just supported her at Yu Ling and told her to be careful.

With such a simple move, she subconsciously didn't want to see him in embarrassment and frustration.

But... what should I do? He is a powerful phantom god. How could he be the opponent of such a big shot?

The more Xiaoling thought about it, the sadder she became. As a result, the young man in her sight didn't look panicked at all. Instead, he said calmly: "It's really troublesome."

What a trouble? What's with this lazy and dismissive tone? Isn't he worried about his situation at all?

Xiaoling's eyes widened in surprise. The next second, she saw that the arrogant and powerful phantom god was sent flying by Yu Ling's punch in one round. He was almost knocked down like Yu Jian.

Block the wall.

Petrified, everyone including Yuqinghe was petrified in place.

Is there something wrong with their eyes? The aura of such a powerful phantom master can suppress them and immobilize them, so why are they so vulnerable to Yu Ling's hands?

"Illusion God Cultivator? I have killed several of them, why do you think about it too?" Yu Lingfeng said calmly.

Are you bragging? Are you talking nonsense? This is simply the most arrogant joke in the world!

Everyone's minds were buzzing and confused, and they subconsciously refused to believe Yu Ling's words. However, Gong Poying felt his whole body tighten, and he really felt the crisis of death.

This boy... is definitely not talking nonsense, he really... has this ability!

Gong Poying watched Yu Ling walk away step by step. Although the surging sense of shame in his heart urged him to rush forward, his reason told him that if he dared to step forward, he might really die here!

Gong Poying froze in place after all, not daring to move. It wasn't until Yu Ling's back disappeared from sight that he relaxed, feeling as if he had narrowly escaped death.

His face was completely lost. Gong Poying had a sullen face and walked away without saying a word. He regretted why he had come forward today and wanted to spread the word that he was actually afraid of a young man with Huazun cultivation.

Your reputation in the dark realm has been completely ruined!

Seeing that Yu Ling and Gong Poying were gone, Yu Qinghe completely felt that something was wrong. He found that he had underestimated his nephew. He was not a brainless and reckless impulse at all, but he did have the ability to suppress it.

When the gap in the terrifying strength of the entire Yu family is so big, all the conspiracies and tricks seem so pale...

What should he do? Even Gong Poying chose to give in, what else could he do?

Yu Qinghe, who had always been resourceful and resourceful, was completely distraught. For a while, he was unable to issue effective orders at all. He could only stand there blankly, not knowing how to save the situation...

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Based on the memory he searched from a certain Yu family guard, Yu Ling quickly found an underground passage.

There are actually many underground prisons in Yu Mansion, but the conditions for Yu Daoren and Yu Qingyuan are much better. At least there is no unpleasant smell, it is not too dark and damp, and there are no disgusting creatures such as insects and mice.

.

It is obvious that although Yuqinghe was full of resentment and dissatisfaction with his father, he was not so heartbroken and crazy after all.

There were many guards guarding the two of them in the passage, but most of them were Tongxuan practitioners. Yu Ling casually used his soul power to make them unconscious.

"Who is there!" In the end, the most powerful cultivator of Huazun was alarmed.

Yu Ling threw a Sanshen Seal, and the Huazun cultivator froze on the spot. Then Yu Ling cut the back of his neck with a palm knife, and fell to the ground completely unaware of his identity.

The so-called tight and flawless guarding is a joke to his current strength.

Walking all the way to the innermost floor, there were only two rooms on the left and right. Through the window, Yu Ling could see the people inside at a glance.

After all, he had met Yu Qingyuan once, so he easily recognized him. The other old man who looked very haggard and downcast must be his grandfather.

In his memory, the person who treated him best was this grandpa. He had always protected him and stayed with him unconditionally. Even if his business was delayed, he was unwilling to see Yu Ling alone. And he did something wrong.

, Grandpa only gave gentle and patient advice, and never even a little harsh criticism or criticism.

This kind of love is almost doting, but it is still very warm.

It was obviously the first time he saw this old man, but Yuling's heart was filled with waves. Those turbulent emotions did not belong to him, but they were truly felt by him.

Yu Ling did not resist the feeling that came from her heart. He casually broke down the barrier at the door and walked gently to the old man.

Yu Daoren was leaning on the extremely simple wooden bed, his head lowered slightly, as if he was taking a nap. His old face full of wrinkles and ridges was full of fatigue and haggard, and his brows were deeply frowned, as if all

All the energy and spirit are gone, only the depression in my heart has nowhere to be relieved.

When Yu Ling approached, the old man suddenly moved slightly. Yu Ling thought he was about to wake up, but to his surprise, Yu Daoren just tightened the bedclothes unconsciously, as if he was afraid of the cold.

Is it a cold body or a cold heart?

Yu Ling didn't know, but the strangeness and estrangement between them when they met "for the first time" were gradually fading away. At this moment, he really felt pity for the old man.

He gently sat on the bedside, helped the old man cover the quilt, and then used his spiritual power to dispel the chill in the room.

Yu Ling just looked at the grandfather who had taken care of him for twelve years quietly without saying a word, for fear of disturbing his rest.

The old man was originally half-reclining, but after falling asleep, his body slid down involuntarily, his tilted head jerked downward, and he suddenly woke up.

The first time he opened his eyes, he saw Yu Ling very close at hand.

The old man was stunned for a moment, looking at Yu Ling's face without blinking, and suddenly his hands started to tremble.

"Ling'er?" He whispered softly in disbelief, his voice hoarse and unconcealable tiredness.

He subconsciously stretched out his trembling hand to touch Yu Ling, but he hesitated halfway because he was afraid that the young man in front of him who was thinking about everything was just a phantom in a dream, so fragile that he would be destroyed by just a slight touch.

Gone.

"Grandpa, it's me." Yu Ling hesitated for a moment, and finally said this title with some difficulty, even though it was so awkward and unaccustomed.

He gently held the old man's hand. It felt so rough and loose. They were all traces left by the irreversible years. Yuling couldn't help but think of her grandmother in another world. After her parents died in a construction accident, Yu Ling couldn't help but think of her grandmother.

, because my grandfather died of illness early, leaving only the elderly grandmother struggling to support the fragile family. Her hands were equally rough, covered with calluses from her early years of farm work.

When she was a child, when she touched his cheek with her rough hands, he would always scream in pain and hide away, completely unable to see the disappointment in his grandma's eyes.

Later, no one was willing to hold him in his arms, tell him stories, play with him, make him laugh, or gently wipe the rice grains from his mouth with his calloused hands.

The stinging rough sensation will never appear again.

But at this moment, the old man in front of him seemed to overlap with the grandma from another world. Two completely different people, but they had the same loving and gentle eyes.

Yu Ling couldn't help but feel touched by something lost and found again. This feeling... was really good.

"Ling'er, you're back?" The old man still seemed a little unbelievable and suddenly grabbed Yu Ling's hand.

"Yeah." Yu Ling nodded.

"But...why are you here?" Yu Daoren was anxious and worried.
Chapter completed!