The night was approaching. The setting sun was like blood. Its afterglow sprinkled over the Ling Clan's palace, adding to its sorrowful and eerie atmosphere.
In the sky, Ling Xian's black hair danced in the wind. He stood proudly, his snow-white wings extended, and feathers fell from them. He looked like a God descending from the heavens, an immortal descending from the heavens.
All eyes were on him. They were full of envy, admiration, fear, and other complex emotions. However, there was one emotion that appeared on everyone's face. It was respect.
Respect, as if they were facing a God.
After a long while, the crowd finally broke into a cacophony of exclamations.
"My god, I have the honor of witnessing the fall of a foundational cultivator. He was killed by a 14 to 15 year old boy no less!"
"I can't believe it. Ling Xian is too strong. He is invincible!"
"Not just that. If he can kill a foundational cultivator now, how strong will he be in the future? "
At this moment, countless cultivators looked up at the sky. They looked at the calm but powerful young man. Their eyes were full of respect.
The faces of the Fang and Qi Clans were ashen. Their hearts were filled with fear. They could not accept what they had just witnessed. But the truth was right before their eyes. The foundational cultivator of the Fang Clan had fallen. Could the previous Clan Leader of the Qi Clan still be alive?
The answer was no. They did not dare to imagine what would happen to them when the foundational cultivator of the Qi Clan also fell.
Some of the weaker cultivators had already collapsed to the ground and began to wail. They were scared out of their wits. Some of the Fang Clan's cultivators, seeing that the situation was hopeless, took advantage of the fact that Ling Xian had attracted everyone's attention to sneak away, afraid that if they stayed any longer, they would be butchered by the Ling Clan.
The Ling Clan, on the other hand, was overjoyed and laughing. They stared at the majestic, heroic figure. Other than the respect they had for Ling Xian, there was also a heavy sense of gratitude.
The image of the Ling Clan's guardian, Ling Yuan, slowly faded from their minds. Replaced by a calm expression, a young man dressed in a black robe stained with blood.
Without a doubt, Ling Xian, who came out of nowhere to save the Ling Clan, had replaced Ling Yuan as the new guardian of the Ling Clan!
Furthermore, his capabilities were obvious to all. Even though he had yet to reach the foundational level, he was able to kill Fang Ming Yuan with his Three-Foot Godly Sword without suffering a single injury. With such powerful capabilities, he definitely deserved to be called the strongest fighter in the Ling Clan!
Among the spectators, there were many female cultivators whose eyes lit up. They stared at that figure without blinking, and their pretty faces couldn't help but blush.
With an Aura Refining cultivation level at the tender age, he was able to kill a Foundation Building powerhouse. With such a valiant battle record, it would be difficult for some young girls not to be moved.
Gazing at the female cultivators who were in love, Ling Fei pouted and muttered, "A bunch of love-struck fools. Ling Xian is mine. He won't be interested in you ordinary girls."
"Yeah, Little Fei Er knows her place. She knows Ling Xian won't be interested in you," Ling Tian Xiang teased. Ling Tian Xiang teased. Seeing Ling Xian kill Fang Ming Yuan, the haze that shrouded her heart finally dissipated. She felt a lot more relaxed.
"Even if he doesn't like me, you won't be able to be with him," Ling Fei retorted.
Ling Tian Xiang paused. Just as she was about to say something, Ling Tian Qing interrupted, "Alright, what are you two arguing about? The war is not over yet, and the one from the Qi Clan is not dead yet. Who knows what will happen."
"Big Brother, don't worry. If Ling Xian can kill Fang Ming Yuan, then killing another Foundation Building powerhouse won't be a problem. Ling Tian Ao smiled faintly. Looking at the dazzling young man, he sighed. He knew very well that after today, the small City of Qing will no longer be able to restrain this young man's wings. Whether it was Ling Tian Xiang or Ling Fei, they would only be able to watch his silhouette disappear into the distance with sadness.
Just as he said, after Ling Xian killed Fang Ming Yuan, he flapped his wings and joined the battle between Ling Yuan and the Qi Clan Leader.
Originally, this person's capabilities were not weaker than Ling Yuan's. If it was a one-on-one battle, it would be hard to say who would win. However, when Ling Xian joined the battle, it became a two-on-one battle. Naturally, he was completely suppressed. Like a leaf in the middle of the ocean, he could sink at any moment.
After more than 10 rebuttals against Ling Xian, he finally lost. With a heart full of regret and unwillingness, he was beheaded by Ling Xian.
At this point, the earth-shattering battle had come to an end. Two foundational powerhouses had fallen.
The morale of the Fang and Qi Clan's troops plummeted. However, under the encouragement of their respective Clan Leaders, they regained their spirits and prepared to fight to the bitter end.
However, no matter how tenacious their resistance was, they were no match for the Ling Clan, whose morale was as high as a rainbow. Furthermore, there was a genuine foundational powerhouse, as well as a powerhouse who was not in the foundational stage, but who could kill foundational cultivators, holding the line.
The Ling Clan's morale was greatly boosted. They vented their anger and grievances as they raised the butcher's knife in their hands and killed the invaders one by one.
Without the foundational powerhouse, the allied forces were like three year old children. They had no ability to resist and could only watch as the Ling Clan slaughtered them.
Ling Tian Qing fought the two Clan Leaders alone. Disregarding his own injuries, he used the Thunder Fist to its fullest potential and killed two of his enemies.
The other descendants of the Ling Clan were the same. Perhaps it was due to the presence of Ling Xian and Ling Yuan, these two powerhouses, but they were all motivated. They were able to fight one against two, or even three against one, and still they were able to defeat their opponents.
Ling Xian did not participate in the battle. His desire to kill was not strong, and he had no interest in the slaughter below. Like an eagle, it doesn't see ants.
"What a young hero," Ling Yuan sighed. Ling Yuan let out a long sigh, but the smile on his face was like a blooming flower. Even though he had suffered a lot in front of Ling Xian, no matter what, Ling Xian was still his junior. He was happy that the Ling Clan had given birth to such a genius.
"You are flattering me. It was just a coincidence," Ling Xian said humbly.
"Haha, being too humble is nothing more than an act. Your capabilities are clear for all to see. First you killed Fang Ming Yuan, then you defeated Qi Xiuyuan. Such a glorious battle record, I am ashamed of my own inferiority." Ling Yuan laughed out loud, his gaze softening.
Ling Xian slowly extended his wings and said, "I was just lucky. They were too weak."
"Haha, if they could hear what you just said, they would be so angry that they would come back to life and die again." Ling Yuan shook his head and said, "I heard of your name during the Martial Competition a year ago, but never in my wildest dreams would I have imagined that you would grow to such an extent in a short period of a year. Even I am not a match for you."
"Too many things have happened this year." Ling Xian's eyes were filled with nostalgia. Thinking about the hundred years he spent in the Hidden Territory and the events that transpired today, he couldn't help but ask himself, was it all just a dream?
Shaking his head, Ling Xian no longer thought about this question. Whether it was a dream or not, it didn't matter. What will come will come. As long as he follows his heart and improves his capabilities, all difficulties and obstacles will be easily solved.
If the Hidden Territory was fake, then he would treat it as a dream. If it was real, then he would use the Green Mountain in his hand to carve out a bright future!
Seeing that Ling Xian had no intention of talking to him, Ling Yuan smiled. If this was before, he would have been enraged by Ling Xian's arrogance. But after witnessing Ling Xian's capabilities, he could no longer treat Ling Xian as a junior. Therefore, he did not speak again.
At this moment, the allied army had completely collapsed. The two clans had either died or escaped. Only the Ling Clan was left, celebrating and dancing.
When they came, they were full of killing intent. But when they left, they were like stray dogs.
This strong contrast made all the cultivators who were watching the battle sigh with complex emotions.
The City Leader, Ye Xiao Tian, stared at the young man who was filled with murderous intent. He exclaimed, "This young man's name has shaken the entire City of Qing. As a meditational cultivator, he killed a foundational cultivator. How many people could achieve such a glorious feat?"
"Yeah, he hasn't even broken through to the foundational level yet, but he is already so strong. If he breaks through one day, no one in the City of Qing will be his opponent. When that happens, he will be known as the strongest cultivator in the City of Qing." Ye You Lan sighed as well. Her face was full of complex emotions.
Ever since she was a child, she had displayed extraordinary talent and was crowned as the most talented cultivator in the City of Qing. But after witnessing Ling Xian's strength, other than feeling ashamed, she also felt powerless.
Ling Xian was only 15 years old. Ye You Lan was three years older than him, yet she was only at the eighth level of Qi. She couldn't even defend against one attack from a foundational cultivator. This made her feel defeated.
"You Lan, cheer up. Compared to a monster like Ling Xian, you're just asking for it." Ye Xiao Tian rubbed his daughter's head, "Father's capabilities are similar to Fang Ming Yuan's. If Ling Xian could kill him without a scratch, then he can easily kill me as well. Therefore, the title of the most powerful cultivator in the City of Qing belongs to him."
Ye You Lan's jaw dropped. Her eyes flashed with astonishment. She had personally heard the domineering Ye Xiao Tian admit that he was no match for Ling Xian. This kind of shock was even more intense than what Ling Xian had shown her before.
The most powerful cultivator in the City of Qing?
A fifteen-year-old boy?
Ye You Lan's eyes widened. Staring at the youth with the demonic sword in his hand and the pair of wings on his back, her face was full of disbelief.
Inside the Qi Zhen Pavilion, Gong Suo Xin softly sighed. Her eyes flashed with strangeness. Her identity was high and she was highly respected. She has seen countless geniuses before, like fish in a river. But she has never paid attention to any of them.
However, as proud as she was, she had to admit that Ling Xian's talent was unparalleled. The geniuses she had met before were not even worthy of carrying his shoes.
She had also simulated a fight with Ling Xian in her mind. The result was the same as Ye Xiao Tian's. She admitted that she was no match for Ling Xian.
"The Fang and Qi Clans would never have imagined that a demon like him would appear out of nowhere. Not only did he not take over the Ling Clan, but he also helped to strengthen the Ling Clan." Gong Suo Xin grinned and muttered to herself, "From today onwards, the City of Qing will no longer have the Three Clans. There will only be the Ling Clan. It looks like I have to prepare some gifts and pay them a visit."
Just like she said, after today, the City of Qing will face a reshuffle. Without a doubt, the Fang and Qi Clans will be uprooted and will no longer exist. The Ling Clan will be the only winner after the war. From then on, they will rule the City of Qing!
Ling Xian's name will echo throughout the City of Qing and even the neighboring cities. He will become a rising star that will be unstoppable and dazzling in all directions!
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