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Chapter 1482

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Ming Luo's spear pierced through the air. Thunder and wind howled and it was terrifying.

Against this dominating attack, Ling Xian revealed a bitter expression. He didn't have much hope.

This spear was far too powerful. Even if he was at his peak, he wouldn't be able to survive.

Just then, a seven-colored cloud suddenly descended and turned into a shield that wrapped around Ling Xian.

In the next second, the spear arrived but failed to break through the soft cloud. Instead, it forced Crown Prince Ming Luo back three steps.

"Reinforcements are here …" Ming Luo's expression froze. His eyes swirled with light as he saw what was happening hundreds of miles away.

Then, his gaze darkened and turned serious.

All because the reinforcements were very strong. Not only were there seven to eight cultivators of the intermediate stage of the Rationalist Realm, but there were also two at the peak of the Rationalist Realm.

This level of capability made even him feel pressured like a mountain.

"I have no choice but to retreat." Ming Luo's holy son was decisive. Though he was unwilling, he had to retreat.

If the people behind him were in their peak condition, he might have a fighting chance. After all, they were all geniuses with five undefeatable realms and could fight those above their level.

But these people were all heavily injured by Ling Xian. They had lost their will to fight and were in a passive state.

Therefore, how could he fight against the reinforcements?

"You are lucky …"

Ming Luo's holy son stared at Ling Xian. There was unwillingness and killer's intent.

Sadly, he couldn't kill Ling Xian. Ignoring the incoming reinforcements, the cloud shield was not something he could break in a short amount of time.

"If you say it is luck, then it is luck." Ling Xian forced a smile, feeling too lazy to argue.

He didn't rely on luck, he relied on capabilities.

If he didn't have such capabilities, how could he have waited until the reinforcements arrived?

"I will remember you. In the future, I will make you admit defeat." Ming Luo's eyes were dark. He calmed down.

But this humiliation was something that could never be erased.

"Nobody can say for sure what will happen in the future." Ling Xian smiled. Using the cloud's protection, he summoned the Primitive Technique to heal himself.

"Hmmph, let's go!" Ming Luo's holy son hissed. He turned into black gas and disappeared.

Seeing this, everyone else left as well. But before they disappeared, they all glanced at Ling Xian.

There was anger, fear, and some shock in his eyes.

Even though Ling Xian was covered in blood and was beaten up badly by Ming Luo, under the circumstance that the gap between them was large enough to kill him within a second, he managed to last five moves!

In anyone's eyes, this wasn't a disgrace, but a display of strength!

"My life has finally been saved …"

Ling Xian exhaled deeply, feeling somewhat fortunate.

"I owe you another life." The man in red walked out of the forest and looked at Ling Xian with a complex expression.

"I don't owe you. I just don't want you to die for nothing."

Ling Xian waved his hand. When the sky demon appeared, he had already sent a message to the man in the bloody robe, telling him not to come out no matter what.

Even though this person was a late-stage Dao Reasoning expert, he was heavily injured and on the verge of death. At most, he only had 5% of his combat strength left. In other words, he would only be cannon fodder that would be killed in one move.

"No matter what, they and I owe you our lives." The red-robed man's eyes were filled with gratitude and admiration.

He had personally witnessed Ming Luo's powerfulness. He asked himself honestly, even if he was at his peak, he wouldn't have been able to defend against five moves.

However, under the circumstance that Ling Xian was two levels lower, he managed to stop five of Ming Luo's attacks. How heaven-defying was this? Why wouldn't he admire him?

"Let's thank the reinforcements. If they didn't scare Ming Luo away, we would all be dead." Ling Xian softly sighed, feeling fortunate.

"All the forces are at their wits' end. Where did these reinforcements come from?" The man in red frowned.

"We will find out soon enough." Ling Xian softly grinned. The cloud suddenly disappeared. Then, 10 silhouettes descended with heavenly energy.

The ones leading them were two elders in white. Their movements were swirling around them and they appeared to be immortals. But more than that, they were arrogant.

Like Gods, they naturally carried with them a sense of arrogance that looked down on the mortal world.

Everyone else was the same. Their arrogance was carved into their bones. Especially when they looked at Ling Xian and the others, they looked like they were real Gods and were looking down on them.

This made Ling Xian frown. He was a little unhappy, but he didn't say anything.

"It really is the Emperor God's Clan …" The man in red squinted his eyes.

"How do you know?" Ling Xian was suspicious.

"Other than the Emperor God's Clan, who else can be so arrogant? This natural way of looking down on us is disgusting. "The man in red hissed.

Hearing this, Ling Xian shook his head and stood up. He paid his respect, "I wonder who sent down the cloud?"

"It was me." The elder on the left spoke with a smile, "It was nothing. There is no need to thank me."

"I will remember this kindness. If there is a need in the future, I will try my best."

Ling Xian's expression was serious and his words were powerful. It was obvious that he was speaking from the bottom of his heart.

However, his promise from the bottom of his heart made everyone shake their heads and laugh.

One of the handsome men mocked, "The Emperor God's Clan doesn't need you."

Hearing this, the man in red's expression darkened. However, he was stopped by Ling Xian.

"This is a token of my appreciation. Perhaps I cannot help, but I have to return the favor," Ling Xian said softly.

"Take care of yourself first. Hehe, to be beaten up like this, even I feel embarrassed for you." The handsome man chuckled.

"What do you know?!" The man in red was enraged and was about to explain what happened.

He believed that when these people find out that Ling Xian lasted five rebuttals despite being two levels lower than his opponent, they will be shocked.

However, Ling Xian stopped him.

If he tells them this, the man won't dare to mock him anymore. But it will deepen the conflict. What he needed right now was peace.

Therefore, he stopped the man and didn't say anything.

"Qin Che, behave yourself." The elder on the left spoke. His voice wasn't loud, but it was unquestionable.

"Hmmph." Qin Che hissed. Though he was unwilling, he didn't dare to disobey the elder.

"My name is Qin Wu Ya. I am from the Emperor Qin Clan." The elder smiled and shifted his gaze towards Ling Xian, "I am here to help the allied army."

"The Emperor Qin Clan …" Ling Xian mumbled to himself and remembered the legendary Heavenly Emperor.

The undefeatable Heavenly Emperor's surname was Qin.

"I wonder if there are any reinforcements coming from the other battlefields?" Ling Xian asked.

"Of course. The five Heavenly Emperor Clans have all made their moves. They are helping the five battlefields." Qin Wu Ya nodded softly.

Hearing this, Ling Xian and everyone sighed in relief.

The Heavenly Emperor Clans had joined the battle. With these forces' terrifying capabilities, at least in the short term, there shouldn't be any problems.

"From now on, the Valley of Qing Yun will be guarded by me. You can rest in peace." Qin Wu Ya smiled.

"Then I will leave it to you." Ling Xian paid his respect and felt much more relaxed.

"Who do you think you are to call yourself Third Uncle?" Qin Che coldly snickered. It was obvious that he didn't care.

This made everyone frown.

This statement was a little over the line. Though Qin Wu Ya was at the peak of the Reasoning Realm, as long as he hasn't broken through to the eighth level, any seventh level cultivator has the right to call him their friend.

Therefore, the man in red and everyone else were furious.

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