"I don't believe you," said Jing Wuhen, shaking his head. It was the first time Jing Tian Ao had given up on Lin Feng. This time, he didn't believe that his father and teacher could save Lin Feng.
Jing Tian Ao was furious and shouted, "Wuhen, are you saying that we can't compare to an outsider?"
"He's my brother. If I lose my loyalty, I won't be worthy of being called Jing Wuhen." Jing Wuhen looked at Jing Tian Ao fearlessly. He didn't understand what his father was thinking, but his father couldn't change his mind either.
Jing Tian 'ao was startled and felt an unprecedented pressure. Lin Feng had been taken away by the Ancient Devil Clan and they wanted half of his Chaotic Body. It could be said that the Ancient Devil Clan was determined to get their hands on the Chaotic Body. With Xie Mu's strength, even the five High-Level Ultimate Gods of Ze Country would not be able to resist him.
Unless Jing Wuhen's teacher, Old Man She Shan, intervened.
Jing Tian Ao looked at Old Man She Shan. The old man also felt pressured. If he didn't save Lin Feng, Jing Wuhen's disciple would be unhappy. But if he went, it would be a conflict between the Ancient Clans and the Ancient Sects.
"Tian Ao, Wuhen, you know who I really am. Do you want the Ancient Hall to be exposed to the world?"
Old Man She Shan looked solemn. He could help, but if he did that, the Ancient Clan would have a conflict with the Ancient Evil Clan. The leader of the Ancient Hall didn't think it was worth it. Lin Feng wasn't strong enough to make them take such a risk.
So …
"Tian Ao, Wuhen, I can't agree. I'm not only Wuhen's teacher, but I'm also an elder of the Ancient Hall. I can't ruin the Ancient Hall's plan because of my personal matters." Old Man She Shan shook his head. In the end, he didn't agree.
Jing Wuhen nodded faintly. He had no complaints about Old Man Sheshan's decision. He was just a little disappointed and discouraged. Jing Wuhen turned around and stared fixedly at the city lord's mansion a thousand miles away. His eyes gradually became determined.
"If I don't come back in three days, you don't need to find me. Father, you can raise another successor." Jing Wuhen's tone was cold and emotionless as though she was saying her last words.
"Traceless, come back here!" Jing Tianao was shocked, and a trace of anger appeared in the depths of his eyes. He reached out with his left hand to grab Jing Wuhen.
However, Jing Wuhen's reaction was even faster. Or rather, he was already prepared. He clenched his fists, and his entire body suddenly became transparent. His aura was extremely berserk, almost exploding into flesh and blood.
"Father, don't force me." Jing Wuhen's expression was like iron as he looked coldly at Jing Tianao.
Jing Tianao immediately stopped. Intense pain appeared in his eyes, but he didn't dare to advance another inch. He was afraid that Jing Wuhen would self-destruct. Jing Wuhen wasn't joking. He knew his son very well.
"Father, Master, take care." Jing Wuhen took a deep breath, cupped her fists, and deeply bowed to the two of them. Then, she turned around and left, heading straight for the city lord's mansion.
Jing Tianao and Old Man Sheshan could only watch as Jing Wuhen's figure gradually disappeared from their sight. The two of them sighed. Jing Wuhen's departure would definitely result in death.
"Old Man She Shan, if anything happens to my son, the Palace of Yuan will leave the Ze Country. Otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite."
After a long time, Jing Tianao's eyes became ice-cold and filled with killing intent. He looked at Old Man She Shan and shouted furiously, "Old Man She Shan, if anything happens to my son, the Palace of Yuan will immediately leave the Ze Country.
Old Man She Shan's face changed and his heart raced. Palace of Yuan, as one of the seven ancient sects, was originally a top power hidden from the world. However, they did not come out into the world and everything was restrained by the Ze Kingdom. Once the Ze Kingdom did not take in Palace of Yuan, Palace of Yuan's plan would be disrupted.
Jing Tianao didn't want to save Lin Feng because of the Ze Country. The Ze Country and the Ancient Demon Clan weren't on the same level. If the Ze Country got involved, they wouldn't be able to escape unscathed. However, the Palace of Yuan was different. The Palace of Yuan was stronger than the Ancient Demon Clan. If the Palace of Yuan was willing to help, there would be hope.
However, not only was Jing Wuhen disappointed, but she also hated her father. If Jing Wuhen couldn't come out of the Ancient Evil Clan alive, then the Ze Kingdom wouldn't have a more outstanding successor in the next few hundred years. This would be a great blow to the Ze Kingdom.
Therefore, Jing Tianao could only blame everything on Old Man She Shan. As Jing Wuhen's master, Jing Tianao could only blame the old man so that he would feel less guilty.
Lin Feng arranged for all the strong cultivators from the scattered cities to stay. Most of them went to the Ze Country. Even though Jing Tianao didn't want to get involved with Lin Feng, he didn't refuse the strong cultivators from the scattered cities.
Apart from those who went to the Ze Country, some of them went to Golden Wheel City. Golden Wheel City didn't seem to have any problems. Chen Guangyu was one of the descendants of an ancient sect.
Lin Feng followed the disciple of the Ancient Demon Clan to the palace again. Lin Feng's mentality had changed. Everything was different now.
Lin Feng followed the disciple to a side hall, but he didn't go to the main hall.
The disciple left in a hurry and closed the door tightly. The room immediately became dark, but the furnishings in the room could still be seen. However, the atmosphere was very somber.
"You're Lin Feng?"
Suddenly, a cold and detached voice came from the corner of the room. Lin Feng was stupefied. He looked at the corner of the room and surprisingly, there was another person sitting there. Lin Feng hadn't even noticed that person.
This was a young man with long hair that was coiled into a bun. He wore a black robe that was engraved with a blood-red hairpin. The corners of the robe were also engraved with several blood-red skulls. The man looked very domineering, the kind of person that would make people shudder at first sight. He was like a natural king. His eyes flashed with a blade-like killing intent.
Lin Feng looked at him, but the man didn't look at him. He lowered his head and said, "Your Chaotic Body isn't bad. I'll take half of it."
"Who are you?" asked Lin Feng expressionlessly.
"Evil Shrine." Replied the man expressionlessly. Finally, he raised his head and looked at Lin Feng, but then he lowered his head again.
"It seems like the Ancient Demon Clan has placed all their hopes on you." Lin Feng's facial expression was ice-cold. His mouth was curved into a smile.
"Isn't it normal for the clan to see me as the hope of the clan's revival since I've made a breakthrough to Middle Ultimate God to High-Level Ultimate God?" The Evil Temple smiled faintly and asked Lin Feng.
"That's normal." Lin Feng nodded. The Ancient Demon Clan was doing the right thing, but they shouldn't have tried to kill him. Lin Feng didn't have a choice, and nobody would come to save him. He had to rely on himself.
"Alright, stop talking nonsense. If you want half of my Chaotic Body, take it." Said Lin Feng indifferently. He didn't want to waste time talking nonsense. Since they wanted his Chaotic Body, they had to take it quickly.
"Good!" Said the Evil Shrine laughing. Even though he looked as cold as before, he looked at Lin Feng with admiration. Lin Feng would be a terrifying opponent.
"Patriarch, let's start." Said the Evil Temple indifferently, raising his head and looking behind Lin Feng.
Lin Feng's facial expression drastically changed. The patriarch of the Ancient Demon Clan was behind him? But Lin Feng hadn't sensed anything. He had condensed his godly awareness, but he hadn't sensed the patriarch of the Ancient Demon Clan.
Lin Feng sensed an evil Qi from behind him. Then, the patriarch of the Ancient Demon Clan, Xie Mu, appeared behind Lin Feng and walked towards him.
"Are you ready?" Asked Xie Mu in an ice-cold way while looking at Lin Feng.
"Let's start." Lin Feng took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes. He opened his arms and waited for the nightmare to come.
"Evil Shrine, get ready!" Said Xie Mu nodding. Then, he raised his head and looked at the palace. Then, he raised his hand and moved towards Lin Feng's head. Lin Feng felt dizzy, as if the entire world had turned upside down. He couldn't even concentrate.
Lin Feng felt like he had drunk a thousand glasses of wine. His consciousness was getting weaker and weaker. In the end, he lost ninety percent of his consciousness. He could only watch as the evil palace sat down in the sky and opened his blood vessels.
"Haha, the body of the Ancient Demon Clan is yours!" Xie Mu's face was filled with excitement with a trace of impatience in his eyes. He wanted to see how powerful the Ancient Demon Clan would become in the future.
Suddenly, the Evil Shrine looked ferocious. He had an audacious idea. If he took half of Lin Feng's body of the Ancient Demon Clan, he would become a piece of trash. What was the point of keeping the other half of the body of the Ancient Demon Clan? It would be better to give it all to the Evil Shrine.
"Haha, haha, the Ancient Demon Clan will rise again!" Said the Evil Shrine while laughing like crazy. He stretched out his left hand and wanted to stab Lin Feng's ribs.
The Zu Ti sword on Lin Feng's back emitted a buzzing sound. The evil grave had sealed the Zu Ti sword. In a flash, the Zu Ti sword stopped emitting any sound.
The Evil Shrine continued attacking.
"Despicable Ancient Demon Clan, release Lin Feng!"
At this moment, a deafening roar came from outside, interrupting the evil tomb's' operation '.
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