"I reached the peak of the Illusionary God only after digesting the remaining power of that powerful Void Fusion man." Yu Ling explained briefly.

Although he suffered for a period of time, he was a blessing in disguise. The piece of white jade that Yun Zhaoqiu gave him was of great help. After his physical body's profound strength was polished again and again, Yuling finally gained strength in the past few months.

After breaking through to the peak of blood coagulation, his spiritual power also reached the peak of the phantom god. As for his soul power... he had already reached the peak of spiritual transformation.

For others, the four small realms of the Phantom God level are more and more difficult to reach the sky step by step, but for Yu Ling, it does not seem to have encountered a big bottleneck. Even so, he used the same method from the middle to the peak of the Phantom God

for more than a year.

However, if the three major systems are at their peak, they can only make him comparable in strength to the powerful demigods. In the end, his realm is half a point inferior. However, running the two major techniques for two hundred days is enough to make up for the gap in this aspect.

That's why when Xiang Yifei and Helan Qingwen were arguing with each other, Yu Ling didn't rush to take action. If he wanted to suppress Helan Qingwen in one go, it was always better to build up his strength for a while.

It can be said that, looking at the world, there are only a handful of strong people who can make Yu Ling fear him.

This is the fundamental reason why Yuling dares to fish with confidence.

"So your injury has been cured a long time ago? Did you pretend to show it to Xia Zheng on purpose before?" Xiang Yi was speechless.

"I just don't know whose thigh the Xia family hugged." Yu Ling sneered slightly.

Just as Xiang Yifei was about to speak, Yu Ling suddenly glanced at him and said softly: "Wait a minute, there are people around here."

Everyone's nerves suddenly became tense, and they looked around with stern eyes. Yu Ling held the handle of the Ningmo Knife, tiptoed, and lightly jumped to the top of the wall.

I saw a middle-aged man in a light blue robe walking slowly on a lonely street in the distance. This man walked calmly and had wide sleeves fluttering. He looked like a well-educated Confucian scholar, giving people a sense of serenity and erudition.

A calm and calm demeanor.

Yu Ling's eyes were fixed on the snow patterns on the corners of the man's clothes. The royal family members of the Xueyang Kingdom had six-petal snow patterns, but this man had five-petal snow patterns. He must be a master of the worship hall.

Then the identity of this person will be revealed.

Who else could it be besides Xueyang Guoda who enshrined Zhan Xingchao?

The middle-aged man in the distance also noticed Yu Ling's gaze. After a brief moment of meeting each other's eyes, he floated down on the wall, like a scribe who climbed a high building to recite poems and compose poems. Every move he made exudes the elegance of a scholar.

Yu Ling pressed the handle of the Ningmo Knife and said nothing, but Zhan Xingchao said calmly: "Don't be nervous, His Majesty has already issued an order, and we and other members of the Enshrining Hall will not take action against you. I came here this time just because I wanted to

It’s just to stop other parties.”

Yu Ling was slightly surprised, and Zhan Xingchao seemed to have noticed his doubts, and then explained: "Although I am also very curious about the secrets of fellow practitioners from the three major systems, Your Majesty has informed us before that your situation is just an extreme case.

It is an accidental special case and it is impossible to copy it to others, so I, the Xueyang Kingdom, have absolutely no intention of coveting it."

"Then thank you so much, Your Majesty." Yu Ling understood as soon as her mind changed.

Nian Yubai also practiced Daoyuan Jue. It seems that the Emperor of Xueyang Kingdom is well aware of this. Except for people from the Yuanling clan, other cultivators cannot practice it at all. Even if Yu Ling is willing to take the initiative to tell them, they will

Everything was forgotten in a very short period of time.

I just don’t know how much Emperor Xue Yang knows about the Yuanling and Phantom clans.

Zhan Xing said: "Your Majesty also said that if you trust our country, Xueyang, you can come to seek refuge if necessary. As long as you step into our country, we will never let outsiders hurt you in the slightest."

"Escape?" Yu Ling smiled sarcastically and said, "Are you taking all my wealth with you? Including the spiritual crystal veins and the soul power field?"

Zhan Xingchao still had a calm expression on his face: "What your Majesty means is that although you have some connection with His Highness the Fifth Prince, one thing is the same thing and it is naturally impossible for us, the Xueyang Kingdom, to protect you under the pressure of the whole world for no reason.

, but as long as you are willing to pay some price, everything can be discussed, which is considered to be the most benevolent thing."

Yu Ling didn't mean to get angry, and just said calmly: "Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty. I think our Dao Ling Zong will not be in a desperate situation."

Zhan Xingchao did not persuade him any more: "I am only responsible for conveying the message. The decision is entirely up to you."

After saying this, Zhan Xingchao fell silent. He looked up at the dark sky, standing upright on the high wall like a green pine, with the night wind blowing his large sleeves and robes.

For a moment, he felt as if he had left the world and become independent, becoming an immortal and ascending to immortality.

Zhan Xingchao is waiting, and so is Yuling.

A few minutes later, two more masters came here from east to west.

The second one in Lanling Kingdom is dedicated to Bian Ci, and the third one in Qidai Kingdom is dedicated to Jin Xun.

Seeing Zhan Xingchao and Yu Ling standing together, they both looked at each other with a bit of embarrassment. Finally, Bian Ci took two steps forward and said hello dryly: "Little friend Yu Ling, farewell to you.

It’s been two years since I last saw you. Your Majesty misses me so much. I wonder if my little friend is doing well recently?”

"It's okay, I don't have to worry about the emperor of your country." Yu Ling's tone was light and there was no hint of happiness or anger.

Bian Ci hurriedly said: "My little friend, please don't misunderstand me. I am here on behalf of the Blue Ridge Country. I am not here to force you into anything. Not to mention my kindness to our princess and your majesty, we should not do anything ungrateful. Just

It is an order given by our ancestors, and we, the Blue Ridge Nation, will abide by it to the end."

Yu Ling could understand the first half of what Bian Ci said, but the second half... what was going on?

"Ancestor of your country?" Yu Ling asked doubtfully, "Which senior is it?"

Bian Ci glanced at Zhan Xingchao next to him, then at Jin Xun, and had no choice but to choose to send a message: "To the outside world, he is called Ancestor, but in fact... he is His Majesty the Taizu of our country."

"He, he's not dead?" Yu Ling was stunned for a while. When he blurted out this sentence, he felt a little disrespectful. But fortunately, Bian Ci didn't mind it too much. He just further explained: "His Majesty Taizu is the only one who is harmonious in our country."

A strong virtual person, he broke through to the Half-Step Fusion Realm through the legacy of the Crescent Lake Spirit, and after a long period of seclusion, he truly reached that supreme realm, and he did not show signs of aging even after five hundred years."

"But because of the blow of losing his lover in his early years, Taizu has always had regrets. Over the years, he has spent more time sleeping than awake, and he has no intention of interfering too much in state affairs. Until that day, the little friend got the gift of Hu Ling by the Crescent Lake.

Blessings, this is the first time in the past hundred years, so Taizu also issued an order for the first time, telling everyone in the Blue Ridge Kingdom not to be your enemy."

Yu Ling couldn't help but be silent for a while. The crescent moon in the soul sea was still shimmering, which reminded him again of the poignant story that was sealed in the dust of history.

When the legend became reality, Yu Ling was speechless for a moment.

Bian Ci glanced at Jin Xun without leaving any trace, clasped his fists and said, "Anyway, if any outsiders want to do harm to my little friend, I, the Blue Ridge Nation, will be the first one not to agree, so don't worry, little friend."

After saying this, Bian Ci stepped aside, leaving Jin Xun standing alone in embarrassment.

Everyone's eyes fell on Jin Xun, and the atmosphere suddenly became extremely subtle.

Jin Xun is not a fool, Xiang Yifei represents Tianzhong Pavilion, and Zhan Xingchao represents Xueyang Kingdom. They are obviously on Yuling's side. Now even Lanling Kingdom represented by Bian Ci has firmly stated his attitude.

What kind of waves can one person make?

So the plans and goals that he had set when he came were immediately overturned by Jin Xun. Although he might have been scolded badly by Her Majesty the Queen when he went back, the situation was now complete and he, Jin Xun, really had no choice.

"Ahem, now that little friend Yuling is safe and sound, I, the Qidai Kingdom, can rest assured. But I wonder where the second tribute from the Buxu Kingdom has gone? If he still comes to trouble you, I will never sit idly by and ignore it.
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