They already have a chat group, why bother with the plot?

In his anger, he didn't even realize that no one was stopping him.

No, there is one.

That's Lin Dong.

However, Lin Dong was caught by Little Marten a second before he could take action.

You, a mere Shaping Realm cultivator, are trying to block someone comparable to the Nirvana Realm? Aren't you just courting death?

So, with everyone watching with a "let's see what happens" attitude and everything going smoothly, Wu Ying arrived in front of Ling Yu without any obstacles.

Without saying a word, he suddenly thrust out his right palm at Ling Yu.

"A soul lock!"

Wow!

The pitch-black chains shot out, seemingly about to pierce Ling Yu's chest.

only

Just as the soul lock was about to pierce Ling Yu's chest, a pair of slender fingers suddenly reached out and firmly clamped the soul lock.

Then, gently break it open.

Click!

A breaking sound was heard.

The soul lock made a crisp sound, like a biscuit, before Ling Yu ruthlessly threw it to the ground.

"you you you!"

Upon seeing the shattered Soul Lock, Wu Ying was stunned and pointed at Ling Yu, speechless for a long time.

Although his soul lock is not like the Venerable Elder's innate soul lock, its hardness is still extremely high.

At the very least, within the same realm, no one can break it.

Unless... that person is a whole realm higher than him!

Under the terrified gaze of the hawk, Ling Yu chuckled softly and then slowly stood up.

A sound as loud as thunder rang out.

"What a Soul Palace! What a Soul Extinctionist! I didn't even have to go after him, but his people came looking for me first!"

The sound was so loud, like rolling thunder, that it suddenly exploded in the hawk's ears.

The next second, the void around Ling Yu suddenly exploded, revealing one deep spatial rift after another.

The spread was so extensive that it blew open the sky above Yunlan Mountain.

In an instant, everyone near the Yunlan Sect saw that dark space in the sky.

The turbulent spatial currents swirled within, chilling everyone who witnessed them to the bone.

"This Saint?!"

Upon hearing this title, the hawk's heart skipped a beat.

She looked at Ling Yu in fear.

The shattered sky was enough to prove the other party's strength, and the other party even dared to call the Palace Master by his name. Good heavens, could he have offended a powerful figure of the same generation as the Palace Master?

The eagle was filled with great fear.

If that's the case, then he's probably doomed to die today.

In the distance, Yunshan, who had gathered many Yunlan Sect disciples behind him, also swallowed hard after hearing Ling Yu's self-address.

Cursing secretly in his heart.

SB Cloud Prism.

This isn't a Dou Zun, it's clearly a Dou Sheng!

Fortunately, he was quite humble before, otherwise he would have been crushed to death with a single finger.

At the same time, I silently mourned for a second as the eagle was about to go offline.

Good luck, protector Wu.

"Senior, actually, today's incident was just a misunderstanding. Would you believe me if I said I was just passing by?"

After the initial shock, Wu Ying asked cautiously in a flattering tone.

Before a Saint, Wu Ying dared not bring up the Soul Palace, let alone the fact that this Saint seemed to know their Palace Master.

"What do you think?" Ling Yu chuckled.

Upon hearing this, the eagle turned and ran away without looking back.

Watching the hawk disappear over a hundred miles in the blink of an eye, Ling Yu calmly raised his right hand and then gently clenched it.

"Space—lockdown!"

In an instant, the fleeing hawk felt its body stiffen.

It was as if time had stood still, and the person was frozen in mid-air.

"Since you're here, then stay," Ling Yu said calmly.

"No, no, no!"

I felt the solid space around me, a space I couldn't escape.

Despair was evident on the hawk's face.

His desire to live made him instinctively start shouting.

Hearing the hawk's piercing cry, Ling Yu frowned, his slightly clenched hand relaxed, and he casually swung it down.

In an instant, the hawk plummeted downwards as if it were a toy in the palm of one's hand.

With a loud bang, the hawk landed precisely on the plaza where Nalan Yanran and Xiao Yan had previously fought.

Seeing Ling Yu so effortlessly defeat a Dou Zong expert, everyone from the Yunlan Sect subconsciously swallowed hard.

The Battle Saints have limited cognitive abilities; they only know that the enemy is very strong, but they don't know exactly how strong.

But at this moment, it has become tangible.

Even a so-called Dou Zong is nothing more than a large grasshopper in his hands, not even qualified to resist.

"Little Marten, didn't Master say he was in the Nirvana Realm? How come when I was in the Nirvana Realm, I didn't feel it was so easy to deal with people of the same level?"

Looking at the hawk that had been slapped into the ground, Lin Dong asked the question that had been bothering him.

"You're really naive. You believe everything your master says," Little Mink said speechlessly.

"Isn't that right?"

"Of course not. Ling Yu is far more terrifying than you imagine."

"How about comparing with you?"

Little Mink's lips twitched, and she glared at Lin Dong: "If you can't chat, then don't chat."

Seeing this, Lin Dong understood.

Master is definitely better than Little Mink, otherwise, given his flamboyant personality, he would have boasted about it at some point.

"Little Yanzi, use the sword I gave you to finish him off."

Ling Yu's voice came through, startling Xiao Yan.

"Ah, me?"

Before he could react, he instinctively pointed to himself.

"Don't you have a second person named Xiao Yanzi?" Ling Yu asked.

Xiao Yan, who was in a daze, suddenly realized what was happening, and the image of a greatsword appeared in his mind.

"Brother Ling, what you're saying is..."

"Hurry up, it's almost lunchtime."

Ling Yu waved his hand.

"it is good!"

Seeing this, Xiao Yan's expression turned solemn. He looked at Yao Lao, who was floating beside him, and said earnestly, "Teacher, please help me!"

"Very well, I'd also like to experience the power of that sword," Yao Lao said with a smile.

Then, his figure transformed into a stream of light and entered Xiao Yan's body.

In an instant, Xiao Yan's aura surged, only stopping when he reached the Dou Zong realm.

Sword? What sword?

Lin Dong's ears perked up, and his eyes were fixed on Xiao Yan.

The little ferret stood helplessly to the side.

Lin Dong is a huge fan of Ling Yu.

Under Lin Dong's watchful gaze, Xiao Yan took out a large, crimson-orange sword.

The moment the greatsword appeared, the temperature of the surrounding space rose rapidly, and the space around the edge of the greatsword was distorted as a result.

The moment the Heavenly Fire Greatsword appeared, it immediately attracted the attention of everyone present.

The gleaming aura, even just a tiny bit of it, was enough to make everyone present frown.

The little ferret felt the same way; it sensed danger from the greatsword!

Gu Xun'er gently covered her chest with her jade-like hand.

The moment the Heavenly Fire Greatsword appeared, the Golden Emperor Burning Heaven Flame within her body stirred slightly again.

But compared to the first time, this time it was much better and she quickly brought it under control.

"Teacher, aren't you handsome?"

Grasping the greatsword with both hands, Xiao Yan slowly placed it in front of him, his eyes fixed intently on the Heavenly Fire Greatsword, while speaking to Yao Laodao.

"handsome."

Yao Lao, who had no idea what Xiao Yan was thinking, replied with a laugh and a scolding tone.

"Hehe, teacher, you said that if you can use strange fire to refine medicine, why not try refining weapons?"

Looking at the greatsword that was imbued with the intent of destruction, Xiao Yan offered his opinion.

“You’re right, then I’ll entrust this glorious mission to you,” the old doctor said calmly.

"Teacher, please don't mind. I think it's better for us, master and disciple, to work together," Xiao Yan quickly said.

The old doctor: "Hehe."

After the brief conversation ended, the pale white bone spirit cold flames suddenly appeared and, under Yao Lao's control, attached themselves to Xiao Yan's hands without causing any harm.

In this way, when he unleashed that attack, the chilling aura of the Bone Spirit Cold Fire would counteract it, preventing Xiao Yan from spontaneously combusting.

"Is that the sword Master gave him?"

Lin Dong's brown eyes reflected the Heavenly Fire Greatsword.

He admitted that he was indeed very handsome.

But compared to his full armor, a single sword seemed rather inadequate.

Sure enough, he was the disciple that his master valued most!

At this moment, the hawk that Ling Yu had slapped into the ground from a distance also recovered its senses.

He glanced in Ling Yu's direction in fear.

Then their gazes were drawn to the Heavenly Fire Greatsword in Xiao Yan's hand.

After sensing the energy within the sword for a moment, he discovered that it was no weaker than the three-colored fire lotus that Xiao Yan had used before, and his expression suddenly changed.

He knew something was wrong.

"No, I'll die, I'm definitely going to die!"