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Chapter 1764

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Above the white bones, the Cracked Sky Light was flickering. It was blinding and mysterious.

Ling Xian observed it closely in an attempt to find out why this treasure tempted the Holy Clan.

Sadly, he found nothing.

Other than its extraordinary power, Ling Xian didn't find anything special about the Cracked Sky Light.

"This treasure is truly powerful and does not pale next to the Unparalleled War Chariot. But this alone is not enough to make the Holy Clan and the Zhan Clan fight."

Ling Xian squinted, certain that the Cracked Sky Light was hiding something else.

Xie Xuan knew about this secret. Zhan Ge and Yao Fan probably knew about it as well.

Then, Ling Xian shifted his gaze towards the spear, "The Sky Cracking Light isn't as simple as being powerful."

"You can tell?" Zhan Ge frowned.

"I am not an idiot. If it was merely powerful, the Holy Clan wouldn't have paid such a high price." Ling Xian grinned.

"That's true. But I cannot tell you." Zhan Ge hesitated.

"You can't tell me …"

Ling Xian frowned and looked at Yao Fan, "You can't tell me either?"

Hearing this, Yao Fan nodded apologetically.

"What if I trade it for saving your life?" Ling Xian chuckled, getting more and more curious.

"I …"

Yao Fan bitterly smiled, "Xian Ling, don't make it difficult for me."

"It seems like this is a big secret."

Ling Xian squinted his eyes. He could tell that Yao Fan was someone who valued relationships.

However, even though he mentioned saving his life, Yao Fan refused to tell him. It was obvious how important this secret was.

"Oh well, I won't make it difficult for you." Ling Xian smiled and suppressed his curiosity.

"Thank you."

Yao Fan sighed in relief, "This secret is very important. We cannot let anyone else know about it."

"I understand."

Ling Xian had a smile on his lips, "Alright, let's retract the Sky Cracking Light in case something unexpected happens."

Hearing this, Yao Fan formed a hand seal and placed the Cracked Sky Light into his sleeve.

At this, Zhan Ge didn't stop him.

During the meeting between the three clans, it was already decided that the Cracked Sky Light would be taken by the Yao Clan. He naturally had no objections.

"Now that we have the Cracked Sky Light, it's time to leave."

Ling Xian said softly. Remembering the mysterious eyes, he didn't want to stay any longer.

"Of course."

Yao Fan grinned and bowed down, "Thank you. If it weren't for you, I would've lost my life."

"You're welcome. It's nothing."

Ling Xian waved his hand. He only wanted to save Zhan Ge and Yao Fan.

However, this was also a good karma. At the very least, he could understand some of the other side's secrets.

Ling Xian smiled, "You can't tell me the secrets of the Cracked Sky Ray, but you can at least tell me about the Holy Kind."

"What do you want to ask?" Yao Fan was startled.

"The Sacred Clan's power, or rather, how many Holy Ancestors do they have?" Ling Xian wiped away his smile.

"Not sure."

Yao Fan shook his head and said, "However, what is certain is that every Sacred Clan has at least one Divine Ancestor."

"It's like I didn't say anything."

Ling Xian didn't know whether to laugh or cry. This was basic information and he knew it before he came.

"The rulers of the Limitless Continent are the Yu Clan. Rumor has it that this clan has two invincible Divine Ancestors, but no one has ever seen the second one," Yao Fan's red lips parted slightly.

"The Yu Race …."

Ling Xian squinted his eyes, "What about the royal kind? How many royal kinds are there in the Limitless Continent? "

"Five."

Yao Fan grinned, "The Yao kind is the strongest, followed by the Zhan kind. The other three royal kinds are about the same in terms of capabilities."

"That means I can do whatever I want in the Limitless Continent," Ling Xian joked.

"Haha, as long as you don't provoke the Holy Clan, no matter who you provoke, I can help you deal with them!"

Zhan Ge laughed brightly, "Brother, what are your plans after leaving the Mount of Saints?"

"Nothing. I am a loner. My goal is to travel." Ling Xian grinned.

"Then follow me back to the Zhan Clan."

"It's not that I am bluffing, but the Zhan Clan is a paradise, a paradise for cultivators."

"It's not an exaggeration to say that one day of training in the Zhan Clan is equivalent to 100 days of training in the outside world."

Zhan Ge winked, "More importantly, the Zhan Clan has many beauties. If you like someone, I will be your matchmaker."

"Whatever the Zhan Clan has, the Yao Clan has too."

Yao Fan smiled warmly, "If you have nowhere else to go, you can come to the Yao Clan."

"I appreciate your kindness. I will go to the Zhan Clan." Ling Xian grinned and decided to visit the Zhan Clan.

For one, he was closer to Zhan Ge. For two, the Zhan Clan was a royal kind that had a fake Daoist. They were also enemies from his world.

"Haha, don't worry. I promise you I will make you happy!"

Zhan Ge laughed. Yao Fan, on the other hand, was disappointed.

During their trip to the Mount of Saints, Ling Xian had revealed many of his abilities. Every single one of them was worthy of being called a talented person. Of course she wanted to recruit him.

"Oh well, if you need anything, come find me at the Yao Clan."

"As long as it is within my capabilities, I will not object."

Yao Fan spoke in a low voice, his voice was powerful.

"I will remember that."

Ling Xian grinned, "Let's go. It's time for us to leave."

Hearing this, Yao Fan and Zhan Ge nodded. Then, they made their way back.

However, after flying for a short distance, the two of them stopped.

Because Ling Xian didn't move.

He turned around to look at the sky and his brows slowly frowned.

"What is it?" Yao Fan frowned.

"Those eyes are here again."

Ling Xian's gaze was deep as he stared right into the eyes. He couldn't figure out what it was and why it kept staring at him.

"It's here again?" Yao Fan's entire body shuddered and his hair stood on end.

"Yes."

Ling Xian's brows were tightly locked together as he stared back fearlessly, "Who are you? What is your purpose? "

After he spoke, there was no response.

The pair of eyes stared at Ling Xian emotionlessly and didn't speak.

"At least say something. I know you are intelligent and can communicate." Ling Xian didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "But I don't want to communicate with you."

The mysterious eye spoke. Or more accurately, it sent out a message.

This made Ling Xian speechless and black lines appeared on his forehead.

What do you mean you don't want to communicate?

If you don't want to communicate, then why did you show yourself?

"Oh well, since you don't want to communicate, then I will leave."

Ling Xian felt too lazy to deal with the mysterious eye. He shifted his gaze towards Yao Fan, "Let's go. Ignore it."

"Okay …"

Yao Fan bitterly smiled and asked himself. If he was the one facing the mysterious eye, he wouldn't even dare to move. How could he act as casually as Ling Xian?

"What an interesting young man. Next time we meet, perhaps we will talk."

A thought entered Ling Xian's mind. Then, the mysterious eye disappeared.

"Next time we meet …"

Ling Xian squinted his eyes, guessing that the mysterious eye was a being that lived in seclusion in the Saint Luster Mountain. Whether it was the seals or the white bones, they were all made by it.

However, he had no proof.

"I'm looking forward to talking to you," Ye Zichen said.

The corner of Ling Xian's lips curled up. He then summoned the Winged Blitz and flew hundreds of miles in a second.

Yao Fan and Zhan Ge did the same.

The two of them held onto their treasures and returned the way they came. Therefore, they didn't run into any danger and safely left the Saint Luster Mountain.

Then, Ling Xian followed Zhan Ge and flew towards the Battle Kind.

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