A hint of regret flashed in his eyes. In fact, Chen Ling knew that Xuanyuan Wudi was jealous of him from the beginning. Moreover, this jealousy grew stronger as he grew older. In the end, it almost became Xuanyuan Wudi's obsession, causing his character to become distorted.
Ever since he was young, Xuanyuan Wudi wanted to compete with Chen Ling in everything. However, he was crushed by Chen Ling every time without exception.
As for Chen Ling, he actually had no intention of suppressing Xuanyuan Wudi at all. With Chen Ling's character, he did not care much about reputation. If Xuanyuan Wudi were to surpass him in everything, Chen Ling would not be jealous at all. He would only feel happy for him.
He once thought that he could use his sincerity to change Xuanyuan Wudi's mind. Unfortunately, Chen Ling did not succeed in the end. Instead, it caused a disaster and even harmed Xuanyuan Songtao in the end.
Chen Ling said coldly as he looked at Xuanyuan Wudi. Regret flashed past his eyes.
"If I knew this would happen, I would not have kept you alive back then. I would have crippled you."
He regretted being too soft-hearted back then. That was why Xia Qingcheng died and Xuanyuan Songtao was harmed.
He still remembered what Xia Qingcheng had said before. "Xuanyuan Wudi is vicious and selfish. Keeping him alive would not benefit the Xuanyuan Clan."
That was what Xia Qingcheng had said to Chen Ling back then. She wanted to persuade Chen Ling to kill or at least cripple Xuanyuan Wudi.
Unfortunately, not only did Chen Ling not accept Xia Qingcheng's words, he even scolded Xia Qingcheng fiercely. "Xuanyuan Wudi is my brother. I don't want to hear such words in the future."
Back then, everyone had seen how much Chen Ling had taken care of Xuanyuan Wudi. It was a pity that the farmer and the snake could not warm up the heart. No matter how hard one tried, it would always be cold and could not be changed.
Hearing Chen Ling's words, Xuanyuan Wudi came back to his senses and smiled coldly. "What's the point of saying this now? Xuanyuan Ling, you have indeed surprised me. After so many years, you actually have the chance to stand in front of me again. But so what? You wouldn't be a match for me even if you were at your peak. Moreover, you're only at the Sage Great Perfection realm now. You're no different from an ant in front of me now. "
"Xuanyuan Ling, since you were lucky enough to be reborn, you shouldn't appear in front of me again. You shouldn't care about Xuanyuan Songtao. Everything is already destined. Do you think you can change anything?"
"You've been like this since the beginning, always thinking that you're infallible. Today, it seems that I can make up for the regret in my heart and personally send you on your way."
Everything that had happened in the past was no longer clear. No matter who was right or wrong, no matter who let down who, it was no longer important. After so many years, Chen Ling was reborn, and Xuanyuan Wudi had become the patriarch of the Xuanyuan clan, one of the three The Great Sage of the Human Race.
Things changed with the passage of time. Chen Ling was no longer the Xuanyuan Ling who could suppress Xuanyuan Wudi in everything. At this time, in the eyes of Xuanyuan Wudi, Chen Ling was just an ant that could be crushed at will.
The excitement in his heart slowly calmed down. He admitted that because he suddenly saw Chen Ling, Xuanyuan Wudi's heart was fluctuating greatly. But so what? The former Xuanyuan Ling was already dead, and the current Chen Ling was not his opponent at all.
The killing intent in his eyes began to gather continuously again. Xuanyuan Wudi looked at Chen Ling and said coldly, "Xuanyuan Ling, you didn't take the path to heaven, but you barged into hell. Since you're courting death, then don't blame me. I could kill you once in the past. Today, I can kill you for the second time."
As Xuanyuan Wudi said, he directly shot out a palm. It was a casual palm without using the slightest martial skill. However, with Xuanyuan Wudi's cultivation of Great Sage Great Perfection, even if it was just a casual blow, it was not something that Chen Ling could resist at this time.
A monstrous aura instantly locked onto Chen Ling, making his body unable to move at all. He could only watch Xuanyuan Wudi's palm print fall.
The cultivation gap was too big. Just the aura alone was not something that Chen Ling could contend with.
Seeing Xuanyuan Wudi's palm strike fiercely pressing down on him, Chen Ling's eyes did not have the slightest trace of fear. Even the hatred he had when he saw Xuanyuan Wudi earlier had completely disappeared, replaced by calmness, like an ancient well without ripples.
Looking calmly at Xuanyuan Wudi's palm print falling, Chen Ling secretly said in his heart, "Qingcheng, maybe I'm really too soft-hearted. Until now, I still regard Wudi as my own brother."
Chen Ling and Xuanyuan Wudi were not biological brothers, but their fathers were biological brothers, which was Xuanyuan Songtao's biological younger brother.
Chen Ling and Xuanyuan Wudi's fathers were biological brothers with Xuanyuan Songtao. However, because of a battle with the Ghost Clan, their fathers died in battle. Then, Xuanyuan Songtao became their father and raised them. Therefore, since they were young, Chen Ling and Xuanyuan Wudi could be said to have grown up together. Their relationship was no different from that of biological brothers.
Chen Ling still remembered that when Xuanyuan Wudi was a child, although he was called Wudi, he was very timid. Because of the loss of his father, Xuanyuan Wudi was a little inferior when he was young.
At that time, other clansmen of the Xuanyuan Clan bullied him. Xuanyuan Wudi did not dare to fight back. Every time, it was Chen Ling who stood up for him to seek justice.
At that time, Xuanyuan Wudi might have a little jealousy of Chen Ling. There was only a strong brotherly love. He relied on Chen Ling as a big brother.
At the moment of his death, Chen Ling's heart was not filled with hatred. He could not help but think of his childhood. He unconsciously looked at Xuanyuan Wudi, and a faint smile appeared on his face. "Wudi …"
It was a simple word, but when he heard this, Xuanyuan Wudi's movements paused, and a trace of hesitation flashed across his face. In this world, there were only two people who would call Xuanyuan Wudi that. One was Xuanyuan Songtao, and the other was Chen Ling.
Xuanyuan Songtao was Xuanyuan Wudi's uncle, and also his father. Chen Ling was his big brother, but now, both of them had died at his hands.
Although Xuanyuan Songtao was not dead, after so many years, what was the difference between him and being dead?
Although he was conflicted, Xuanyuan Wudi quickly shouted with a ferocious expression, "Xuanyuan Ling, die!"
In the end, Xuanyuan Wudi still did not hold back. Just as the palm strike was about to reach Chen Ling, just as Chen Ling himself thought that he was about to die, the void was suddenly torn open. Then, Xing Zhantian's figure shot out explosively, instantly appearing in front of Chen Ling. He also struck out with a palm strike, fiercely colliding with Xuanyuan Wudi's palm strike, blocking it for Chen Ling.
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