Dad asked me to choose one of ten goddesses to marry

Feng Lin shook his head slightly and didn't say much. Everyone has their own secrets, and as long as his purpose wasn't to cause trouble, Feng Lin didn't need to pry.

Finally, they arrived at a ruin located in a mountain forest to the south of Yanjing City.

After the group arrived, Ji Guangling took out his phone and contacted the people around him.

Feng Lin, on the other hand, observes his surroundings with his own eyes.

Finally, he saw inside the ruins, where indeed the roots of the divine tree were located.

There were more than a dozen people sitting on the roots, with their hands pressed against them.

Feng Lin was somewhat surprised; indeed, there is always someone who can subdue another.

If it were an ordinary race, it would have been completely absorbed long ago if it were this close to the roots of the divine tree.

These people clung tightly to the tree without any problems; on the contrary, they were able to absorb the power of the divine tree.

"Strange, I can't contact any of the three guards here."

Ji Guangling's face was somewhat gloomy. "They couldn't be dead, could they?"

"Grandpa, let's not worry about them for now, let's go inside and take a look."

Feng Lin took the lead and flew towards the entrance of the ruins.

The others behind him all followed.

Upon entering the ruins, what comes into view is the enormous root system of the sacred tree, which resembles long, winding dragons.

Many roots pierce through the mountain range, covering almost the entire mountain peak, which is very spectacular.

Within these massive mountains, a dozen or so figures, like insects, sat atop the roots.

The group noticed someone entering, and an old man in a green robe flew down from the roots in the distance and landed in front of them.

"You bugs, get out of here if you don't want to die, or I'll crush you with one foot."

The old man in the green robe had a very gloomy look in his eyes.

Feng Lin carefully examined the man; judging from his appearance, he had an Eastern look.

But the feeling they gave off was very strange; this combination was exactly the same as the middle-aged people I had encountered before.

It seems that, just as the divine tree said, they are indeed the Flowing Clan.

Upon hearing this, Ji Guangling grinned and said, "I didn't expect these people to be so arrogant. I originally thought that you might be our friends because you were dealing with the Divine Tree, but now I see through you."

"Friends? You disgusting insects?"

As the old man spoke, he raised his hand and said, "You have lost your chance to escape. Now die!"

Click!

In an instant, the space in front of them shattered.

The old man turned around and continued flying toward the roots of the divine tree.

The terrifying suction force within the crack seemed to want to pull them all in, but suddenly, the suction force vanished.

The spatial rifts around them gradually healed, and Feng Lin and the others remained standing firmly in place.

Ji Guangling and the others all looked at Feng Lin, knowing full well that it was Feng Lin who had done it.

Otherwise, given the sheer size of the spatial rift, it would have been extremely difficult for them to escape.

The old man in the distance hadn't flown far when he suddenly stopped, because he sensed that those auras hadn't disappeared.

When he turned around, his eyes were full of surprise. None of the people in front of him had entered the dimensional rift.

"Old man, you just shattered space for a moment and then turned around and left. How dashing!"

Feng Lin wore a mocking smile. "A mere Saint? You really think this realm is invincible?"

"Hehe, maybe in his eyes, his level is invincible."

As Ji Guangling spoke, he took off his sunglasses. "None of you make a move. I'll handle him!"

Boom! Ji Guangling transformed into a beam of light and flew towards the old man.

"Just a bug that happened to survive. I thought you were so strong, but you're just trash."

The old man struck out with his palm, and another spatial rift appeared in front of Ji Guangling.

However, Ji Guangling's terrifying power erupted instantly, and his figure quickly passed through the crack.

The next moment, they arrived in front of the old man. "Hehehe! Let's get moving."

Rumble!
The terrifying red energy transformed into a giant sphere, spreading in all directions and shattering everything within its range.

"You bug! You think your move is so powerful?"

The old man sneered and set off to attack Ji Guangling.

Feng Lin only glanced at the old man; the power he displayed was not as strong as that of the middle-aged man he had encountered before.

The middle-aged man was able to block two of his own arrows at the same time.

Judging from the power emanating from this old man, he can at most block one attack.

However, this race is indeed somewhat different; the ordinary saints of the divine realm are quite different from them.

Feng Lin didn't care about Ji Guangling. Even if he was really thrown into the dimensional space, Feng Lin could easily pull him out again.

He and He Honglanhe went deeper into the area to observe the remaining dozen or so people.

Among them were men and women, young and old, and judging from their appearance, they were almost indistinguishable from the descendants of Yan and Huang.

However, he exudes a very strange aura, which any expert can detect.

"Insects, what do you want?"

A middle-aged man with eyes like a venomous snake stared coldly at Feng Lin and the others, "It's not too late to kneel down and beg for mercy now, otherwise I'll destroy your entire insect nest!"

Everyone around them laughed. They had seen everything; Ji Guangling, who was fighting over there, was already bleeding profusely.

In their eyes, Ji Guangling had reached his limit, but little did they know that he had only just entered his prime.

At this moment, Feng Lin raised his hand and pointed at the middle-aged man whose eyes were like those of a venomous snake.

boom!
A flash of light appeared, and a hole the size of a bowl appeared on the middle-aged man's chest.

The middle-aged man was shocked when he saw this. The attack was so fast that he hadn't even noticed before the wound appeared on his body.

However, he is at the level of a half-saint.

hum!
His entire body sublimated, transforming into a ball of black qi, which then recombine, but he found that there was still an opening in front of him.

"what?"

At this moment, a monstrous wave surged in the middle-aged man's eyes.

He kept trying to elevate his body to heal the wound, but it was no use.

Even as he was repairing, blood continued to gush from the hole in front of him.

Finally, he had exhausted all his strength, but the hole in front of him was not even half repaired.

Fresh blood continued to gush out.

"No, no!"

His eyes were filled with despair, and he finally collapsed to the ground in resentment.

The other onlookers, who had been smiling, turned pale with fright at what they saw.

what happened?

He was a demigod; even if he were facing a saint, he couldn't possibly die so quickly.

He Hong and Lan He, who were standing next to Feng Lin, were also shocked. Was this Feng Lin's current strength?
Sublimation and restoration are all useless in front of him.

Feng Lin remained calm, looking around at the crowd: "I crushed him with a single finger. Who among us is the bug?" (End of Chapter)