"If you dare touch him, I'll kill you."
Ling Xian's eyes were cold. His Emperor's Qi filled the sky and shocked the world.
"Laughable. Do you really think you can kill me now?" The man in white didn't think much of Ling Xian.
"I'm talking about after I become a god."
"It won't be long before I step into the Immortal State. Killing you will be as easy as flipping my hand."
Ling Xian glared at the man in white. This man's battling abilities were shocking, even stronger than the Elder in black. However, he was not undefeatable.
After becoming a god, he could destroy this person's soul with a single thought.
"I won't deny what you said, but I can kill you right now."
"Although killing you now won't do me any good, I don't mind." The white-clothed man laughed. Both the Swordmistress and the Zither Mistress also revealed looks of ridicule.
Unless Ling Xian stops digesting the Origin of Divinity, he cannot move.
How could he, who had stopped refining and was heavily injured and on the verge of death, be a match for a peerless powerhouse?
"Do you dare to touch me?" Ling Xian chuckled. Every living being in the universe was waiting for him to become an Immortal and fight against the invincible ancestors.
The Immortal King Dao Verification Tool was also waiting.
If the white-robed man dared to make a move, he would be a sinner that would go down in history for 10,000 years. The Celestial King Dao Validation Tool would be the first to send him on his way.
"You!"
The white-robed man's smile froze on his face. The Immortal King Dao Validation Tool was no match for the Sacred Ancestor, but it could easily kill him.
The Lady Swordswoman and the Lady Qin froze as well. They stared deadly at Ling Xian with hatred.
"Get the f * ck out of here. I have no time to waste with you." Ling Xian erased his smile. Right now, he only had one thought in his mind, to become a God.
Although becoming a deity was akin to cutting off his path, and with the appearance of the seven Sacred Ancestors, it was tantamount to suicide, he had no other choice.
When the nest was overturned, no eggs could survive. If one became a Deity, there was a chance of survival. If one didn't become a Deity, then they could only wait for death.
Rather than placing one's hopes on others, it was better to control it in one's own hands. At the very least, there would be no regrets.
"Good, very good."
The man in white's face was green, "You better die in battle. Or else, I will make you understand what it means to wish you were dead."
With that, he let go of Lin Canghai and turned to leave.
The Sword Lady and the Zither Lady followed closely behind.
The three of them left with their tails between their legs. No matter how one looked at it, they were in a sorry state.
"Fortunately, I have you." Lin Canghai exhaled deeply. The man in white was insanely powerful. If it weren't for Ling Xian, he would've been tortured countless times.
"You provoked him because of me. Naturally, I have to protect you."
Ling Xian sighed softly. Looking at the bloody battle between Little Violet and the handsome man, he felt lucky but also bitter.
They were glad because Little Zi did not disappoint them and stepped into the Immortal State. They were bitter because Little Zi did not have the slightest chance of winning.
Even if Ling Xian and Wu Wei became Immortals, there were only four Immortals. How could they win against seven Divine Ancestors?
"Seven sacred ancestors have appeared. I wonder if the universe will be able to survive this crisis." Lin Canghai let out a long sigh, his heart filled with despair.
Everyone present felt the same way.
Deities had a shortcut to reach the Immortal State as long as they refined the Divine Spirit Source, but Divine Ancestors didn't have a shortcut.
Every single Sacred Ancestor achieved their dao by relying on themselves. All of them were stunning throughout the ages, unmatched in the same realm!
Even if there were seven undefeatable beings in the universe, they may not win.
"I will have to take it one step at a time. You should leave the City of Ambition as soon as possible. The further, the better." Ling Xian's eyes darkened. He crazily manipulated the Primitive Technique and the Creation Technique to absorb the Divine Spirit Source.
Zhan Ge took two months to absorb the Divine Spirit Source. For one, he was not recognized by the Zhan Clan. For two, he was merely a Venerable.
Ling Xian was the ruler of the world and infinitely close to achieving enlightenment. Plus, the Divine Spirit Source inside him did not recognize him.
Therefore, he would need at most half an hour to step into the Immortal State.
However, Ling Xian felt like it would take too long.
After half an hour, perhaps Little Zi and the handsome man would have fallen, or perhaps the seven Divine Ancestors would have slaughtered all living beings and destroyed the universe.
At this moment, Ling Xian tried his best to become a True God as soon as possible.
Just then, Liao Cang Qiong's voice rang in his mind. It was full of helplessness and determination.
"Ling Xian, open the Painting of the Nine Immortals."
Hearing this, Ling Xian's heart dropped, "Master, what are you planning to do?"
"Kill the enemy."
These two words were not spoken by Liao Cang Qiong alone, but by eight real immortals in unison.
Ice-Cold, decisive, everyone could hear the determination in the eight true immortals' voices.
"I cannot." Ling Xian bitterly smiled. He had predicted that the eight real immortals would not just stand by and watch.
"The reason why I have lived until now is to find an inheritor, and to wait for this day."
"The universe is in danger. How can we sit by and do nothing?"
Liao Cang Qiong's voice was powerful and powerful.
The other real immortals all chimed in without a trace of fear or hesitation.
"Master, leave it to me. I will fight to the death and protect the universe."
Ling Xian sighed. The eight real immortals were all legendary figures, especially the Keeper of Land and Sea and the Immortal of Thieves. Their capabilities were close to the Undying Immortal King.
However, the eight immortals were merely remnants of their souls. How could they fight against the undefeatable ancestors?
"Don't worry about us. We are real immortals after all. How can we not have some tricks up our sleeves?" Liao Cang Qiong smiled warmly, knowing that Ling Xian was worried about his own death.
"Ling Xian, the universe is in danger. Even if you enter the Immortal Realm, you cannot change the situation."
Feng Qing Ming spoke, "Even though all of us combined can only stop one ancestor, it is still a ray of hope."
"That's right. We cannot let you fight alone."
Fa Wu Liang softly sighed, "Even if we die, we have to share the burden."
Hearing this, Ling Xian silenced.
The eight real immortals treated him like their own, and he treated them like family. How could he let them be in danger?
But he could not stop them.
The eight real immortals did not want to live. Even though they were remnants of souls, they wanted to protect the universe and fight against the undefeatable ancestors!
"Ling Xian, I have said more than once that taking you as my apprentice was the best decision I have ever made in my life."
"Now, I will say it again."
"Taking you as my apprentice is my honor. I am proud."
Liao Cang Qiong's expression was serious. In his life, there were far too many things worth bragging about. For example, becoming an immortal, or being the second alchemist.
But to him, Ling Xian was better than being his apprentice.
The other real immortals thought so as well.
Capabilities, natural talent, and mentality, Ling Xian was impeccable and perfect.
The eight immortals firmly believed that Ling Xian could surpass his master in terms of capabilities, alchemy, and crafts!
"To have you as my Master is the luckiest thing that has ever happened to me." Ling Xian sighed, knowing that the eight immortals had made up their minds.
All he could do was pray for the eight immortals to return safely.
At once, Ling Xian opened the Painting of the Nine Immortals.
Immediately, the eight immortals appeared. Though they were not powerful, they were unparalleled and dazzling.
"Ling Xian, this journey may be a fruitless one. I hope you do not feel sad and move forward bravely." Liao Cang Qiong smiled kindly.
The other real immortals stared at Ling Xian warmly as well. They found it hard to hide their happiness and reluctance.
"Can I not go?" Ling Xian asked after a moment of silence.
"No. Protecting the universe is my mission. Even if I die, I will not regret it."
Liao Cang Qiong's smile disappeared. Watching the slaughtering ancestors, he uttered out a cold statement.
"Everyone, follow me into battle!"
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