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Chapter 1225

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Seeing an Old Friend

"Human-faced Flowers from the Devil Capital Mountain, only ten Origin Stones. It's gone if you miss it!"

"Ghost Realm, Yellow Springs Ghost Qi. It's most suitable for cultivators of the Ghost Dao. It was obtained from the Yellow Springs region with great difficulty. Fifty Origin Stones per bottle!"

The streets were bustling with noise. Many cultivators from Xuanpeng Province had come because the Heavenly Hall's auction was being held here.

"Ghost Realm!"

Lin Ling subconsciously touched the jade pendant around his neck. He remembered The Second Dream. That dream was still not over!

Lin Ling's right hand clenched into a fist as he looked at the sky. He knew that it was about time to go to the Ghost Realm!

"Lin Ling, it's you?"

At this moment, a familiar voice rang out behind Lin Ling. Lin Ling turned around and smiled.

In the middle of the street, a slender figure quickly walked over with joy. This person was fresh and handsome, wearing a long brown robe. His long hair was tied behind his head, and he looked extremely spirited. He was Yang Gan of the Six Sacred Regions!

"Yang Gan, why are you here?"

Lin Ling was a little excited. It was hard to describe how he felt to meet an old acquaintance in Xuanpeng Province.

"Haha, it's really you!"

Yang Gan quickened his pace as the smile on his face grew wider. Lin Ling and he were both Saints in the past. They had grown up together until the Six Saint Regions were destroyed. They went their separate ways. Now that they met again, he was also very happy.

"You're really something. You've become a hero of the Heavenly Hall. Not long ago, your name also spread in Xuanpeng Province!"

Yang Gan came to Lin Ling's side and thumped Lin Ling's chest. He had received the news a few days ago. At that time, he was incomparably proud. Lin Ling was the number one hero of the Six Saint Regions!

"I was just lucky!"

Lin Ling shook his head and smiled. He looked at Yang Gan and realized that Yang Gan, who was like a good friend in the past, had quietly changed. Yang Gan became more profound and there was a coldness in the depths of his eyes. Clearly, Yang Gan's growth in Xuanpeng Province had allowed him to understand many things.

"Oh right, I saw Youyou and the others!"

Then he saw Lin Ling's pupils constricting. Smiling, he said, "Youyou and An Yuer are both fine. In fact, their strength has increased significantly. I met them in the ruins of the Spirit Creek Immortal Kingdom, one of the four ancient kingdoms. Unfortunately, that arcane pocket realm was too dangerous, so I only managed to catch a glimpse of them. Furthermore, they helped me. They said that they wanted to go to the easternmost part of Xuanpeng Province!"

Hearing this, Lin Ling frowned slightly. He wanted to find Youyou and the others, but he also knew that Xuanpeng Province was too big. It was impossible to find them. Moreover, he had a lot of things to do at the moment, so he couldn't leave.

"Don't worry. They are stronger than me, and they have more opportunities. They will definitely be fine. They might even be stronger than you now!" Yang Gan knew that Lin Ling was worried, so he comforted him. Lin Ling smiled and nodded. Everyone had their own path of martial arts, and he didn't want to interfere with Youyou and the others' paths!

"Yang Gan, you came to my Northern Dark Nether Territory to cause trouble, and then disappeared. We have to search all the way from the north. It's been hard enough!"

While the two of them were talking, an untimely voice rang out. A group of people was walking down the street. Wherever they passed, people would step aside with reverence in their eyes.

Lin Ling looked over and saw a familiar face. It was Bei Xianniang. Beside her were some unfamiliar faces, but they were all dressed in green robes, as if they were from the same place. The leader of the group was a young man with acne on his face. His eyes were filled with disdain and arrogance. He glanced at the passers-by indifferently, and finally looked at Bei Xianniang with a hint of longing.

As for the Wicked Lady of the North, she was doing what she always did. Her eyes were like peach blossoms as she seduced the young man. When she saw Lin Ling, killing intent flickered in her eyes, but she maintained a smile on her face.

"Be careful. That's a descendant of the Nine Li!"

Yang Gan's expression became serious. He seemed to know the young man, so he whispered.

Lin Ling nodded, and the Eye of Time quietly appeared. He immediately discovered that the mysterious young man's strength was extremely terrifying. He seemed to be a Transcendent Fourth Layer expert, but he gave off a feeling that he couldn't see through him. This surprised him. After all, with his current strength, he shouldn't be afraid of a Transcendent Fourth Layer expert.

"Purple Elder, what's that person's origin?"

Lin Ling thought. Soon, Purple Elder's voice rang out, "Your Majesty, that's a descendant of the Nine Li. This bloodline clan existed in the four great ancient countries. I didn't expect that after the ancient countries were destroyed, the people of the Nine Li Clan still remained. Moreover, they seem to be getting stronger and stronger!"

"Your Majesty, that young man has the Furious Maple Flaming Tiger, one of the seventy-two Demon Gods in the sky. He's a Fire Demon God, but in terms of fusion with the Demon God, he's inferior to you. In terms of strength, if Your Majesty doesn't have the Emperor Refined Armor and the Tyrannical Song Sword, it'll be difficult for you to defeat him!"

"What? My strength is close to two universes. In addition, I have an Earth Grade Saint Physique and a greater success Extreme Mark martial art. It'll be difficult for me to defeat him? "

Lin Ling was astonished. This Transcendent Stage Four expert is very powerful!

"He also has an Earth Grade Saint Physique, but his Extreme Mark martial art has reached the pinnacle stage. Your Majesty, unless you step into the Transcendent Stage Three and use your cultivation to make up for the difference, it'll only be a draw!" Purple Elder said.

"A tie. The Jiuli Tribe is really powerful!"

Lin Ling's pupils constricted.

"Your Majesty, they have a long history and the ancient martial art they possess is more comprehensive than the current Xuanpeng Province. However, in front of the Purple Mansion, he's just a child. Even if his cultivation is two levels higher than Your Majesty, it'll only be a draw. He's just a piece of trash!" Purple Elder said to Lin Ling with disdain.

At the same time, Yang Gan's voice rang out, "Lin Ling, that person is called Li Fengge. He's one of the Ten Great Heroes. Don't underestimate him just because he's a Great Hero. In fact, he can easily defeat a Great Hero!"

"No wonder!"

Lin Ling suddenly understood. The Ten Great Heroes included all the heroes of the Universe and Kun Palace. And to be able to enter the top ten, their strength wasn't undeserved.

"Are you done whispering?"

Li Fengge said indifferently. He knew that Yang Gan was talking to a puny youth about how powerful he was. That was why he didn't interrupt them earlier.

"If you're done, then Yang Gan, hand over your Divine Protector. This Young Master has chased you all the way from the north. It's time for you to pay a price!" Li Fengge said. In fact, he didn't have any conflict with Yang Gan. It was just that he happened to be a guest in the Northern Nether Evil Region. At that time, Yang Gan was causing trouble in the Northern Nether Evil Region and then left. Li Fengge heard that Yang Gan had a Divine Protector, so he chased after him.

And if he killed Yang Gan, not only would he get the Divine Protector, he would also get the Northern Evil Lady. Why not?

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