"Send them off?" Leng Cuo exclaimed in shock. His face darkened as he stared at Ling Dong with a cold glint in his eyes.
As an outsider, how could he send off a member of the Ling family who was completely unrelated to him? To put it bluntly, Ling Dong was using this opportunity to humiliate him. How could Leng Cuo not see through this?
Normally, if anyone dared to say such things to Leng File, even if Leng File did not grind that person's bones to dust, he would at least destroy that person's soul. However, Leng Cuo did not dare to do so now.
Tiger Subduing, the Guardian of Yangkou City's Tenmu Temple, whose cultivation level was only slightly lower than his, was silently killed by the Ling family's Grand Elder. He did not even dare to refuse, let alone throw a tantrum on the spot.
The silent death of Tiger Subduing's Grand Elder was definitely the most terrifying way to die. If there was a martial artist who was a few levels stronger than him, and he could fight Tiger Fu to his heart's content and then kill Tiger Fu, he would accept it. It would be a satisfying death.
However, he was not even given the time to fart and catch his breath before dying silently. Just thinking about this kind of death made Leng File despair.
Although Leng Cuo knew that Ling Dong was using the power of the Ling family's mysterious Grand Elder to teach him a lesson, he, Leng Cuo, had no choice but to accept this.
"This … isn't very appropriate, is it?" Leng Cuo said coldly after hesitating for a while. There was a hint of warning in his voice. "Brat, don't go overboard."
"Ah, what is there to be unsuitable about? My Ling Clan has just arrived, and now that we are burying our clansmen, we need a local person of virtue and prestige to guide us. Is there anyone more suitable than Hall Master Leng?" Ling Dong changed the topic, and a faint smile hung on the corner of his mouth as he spoke.
"Uh … Give pointers to the local culture?" Leng Cuo stuttered for a while before his expression returned to normal. If he was really going to do this kind of funeral work, he, Leng Cuo, would be overjoyed.
A funeral director was actually the host of the final stage of the burial ceremony. They would recite a few words and grab a few handfuls of yellow soil. The ceremony was different from place to place, but no matter where it was, only a local person of virtue and prestige could do it. It was a great honor to be invited by the main family to be a funeral director.
"Why?"
"Of course, I would be more than happy to do it! As long as Young Patriarch Ling doesn't despise this Leng, I would be more than happy to bury the Ling Family and give them some pointers. " Leng File agreed with a solemn expression. The unhappiness in his heart had already vanished into thin air.
If it weren't for the fact that this was a funeral, Leng Ya would probably be smiling.
"If that's the case, Ling will thank Palace Master Leng in advance." Ling Dong bowed to Leng Cuo seriously, then shouted at the four criminal soldiers, "Zhan Xiong, go and change Cui Wu and the others' clothes. Since I, Cui Wu, am here today, I have to put on mourning clothes for my clansmen and send them off!"
Cui Wu, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, was shocked. When he heard that Ling Dong was going to put on mourning clothes for him, he scolded loudly. "Ling Dong, don't you dare!"
Leng Cuo, who was at the side, frowned deeply. He also didn't understand what Ling Dong was going to do. First, he was going to support Leng Cuo, then take care of Cui Wu and the other subordinates he brought. Was this a disguised way of showing off his power and making him lose face?
But it wasn't to that extent. If he really wanted to make him lose face, he didn't need to support Leng Cuo, right? Palace Master Leng couldn't figure it out.
Cui Wu objected, but the four criminal soldiers under Ling Dong held a few sets of mourning clothes and rushed to Cui Wu like wolves and tigers. From the looks of it, they really wanted to make Cui Wu wear mourning clothes.
Cui Wu, on the other hand, was anxious. If he really put on mourning clothes for a few insignificant clansmen of the Ling Family today, then how could he, Cui Wu, raise his head in Yangkou City in the future? How would he, Cui Wu, be able to face others in the future?
"Stand still, let's see who dares!" Cui Wu shouted.
At the same time, the few Constellation Realm experts protecting Cui Wu also shouted sternly. "Stop, who dares to be disrespectful to Lord Wu?"
However, the four criminal soldiers were Ling Dong's most loyal subordinates, and they definitely wouldn't stop because of the Constellation Realm martial artists' shouts. Seeing that they were about to reach Cui Wu, the four mid-stage Constellation Realm martial artists' bodies shone brightly, and they suddenly went up to meet them.
"Cui Wu, you're too blind, aren't you? Who dares? I dare! " Ling Dong's gaze swept past Leng Cuo, and he coldly glanced at Cui Wu from the corner of his eyes, a cold glint shooting out from his eyes.
Seeing Ling Dong's behavior, Leng Cuo's eyes suddenly showed a trace of understanding. It seemed that the Ling family's young master wasn't targeting him, but targeting that bastard Cui Wu. He specifically went to deal with Cui Wu.
At this time, the four criminal soldiers who rushed up to put on Cui Wu's mourning clothes had already stood together with the four Constellation Realm martial artists who were protecting Cui Wu. Their momentum was astonishing.
"Who dares to behave atrociously in front of my Ling family's castle?" Seeing the eight people fighting, Ling Dong's expression turned stern. The mark on his forehead suddenly squirmed, and the soul-stirring Three Extreme Mystic Pupils opened once again.
"You're courting death!"
The moment the two words left his mouth, the Three Extreme Mystic Pupils on Ling Dong's forehead suddenly shot out a faint purple light. The Extreme Mystic Light was already extremely fast, and a pure Spirit attack was even faster.
It wasn't an exaggeration to say that within a thousand meters, no one could avoid Ling Dong's Extreme Mystic Light. They could only take it head-on. Moreover, the Constellation Realm martial artists who were fighting with the criminal soldiers were only a hundred meters away from Ling Dong.
"Puff, puff, puff, puff …" Within four breaths, four consecutive soft sounds rang out. The four guards of Cui Wu who were fighting with the Ling family's criminal soldiers stiffened and suddenly fell to the ground. The last two Constellation Realm martial artists had already realized that Ling Dong's sneak attack was an attack, and subconsciously wanted to avoid it.
However, how could they avoid Ling Dong's Extreme Mystic Light? With the Purple Soul Mirror's Spirit power, the seven-colored starlight's enhancement, and the Soul-Stirring Secret Art, even an Early-stage Purple Soul Realm martial artist would suffer a great loss.
The four Constellation Realm martial artists whose Spirit cultivation was still around the Crimson Soul Realm were directly annihilated with a single attack. It was exactly the same attack that the Ling family's ancestor had used to kill Tiger Subdue. It was silent.
However, Ling Dong's attack was still traceable, but the Ling family's ancestor's attack was nowhere to be seen.
"Hiss …" Seeing this scene, Leng Cuo subconsciously sucked in a breath of cold air. An abnormally powerful Spirit attack. This Ling family should belong to the kind of extremely strange ancient family that specialized in Spirit attacks.
That kind of ancient family whose cultivation and combat strength were completely disproportionate. Just like now, the Young Clan Leader of the Ling Clan, Ling Dong, had instantly killed four Constellation Realm experts whose cultivation was higher than his in the blink of an eye with his cultivation at the second level of the Constellation Realm. This was the most realistic portrayal.
At this moment, Leng Cuo suddenly understood why the Ling family's cultivation was so low, and even the gap between them was so huge.
Leng Cuo's previous contempt disappeared without a trace. At this moment, in Leng Cuo's eyes, the Ling family's Star Transformation Realm and even Heaven Dipper Realm martial artists could kill several martial artists of the same level or even higher cultivation than them.
In Leng Cuo's eyes, the Ling family had all transformed into monster-like existences with extremely powerful combat strength.
"Now, who else dares to behave atrociously at the entrance of the Ling family Castle?" After easily killing four Constellation Realm martial artists, Ling Dong calmly flicked his fingers and said with an indifferent expression.
Including Cui Wu, the five Constellation Realm martial artists beside Cui Wu who wanted to rush out to help were all dumbfounded. Cui Wu was almost scared out of his wits.
Killing four mid and late-stage Constellation Realm martial artists in one go, how could they live?
Even this Leng Cuo in front of them, Palace Master Leng, would have no problem defeating and killing those four Constellation Realm martial artists. However, it would be hard to say how long it would take. If it was as easy as Ling Dong, it would take four more Leng Cuo's to do it.
"Zhan Xiong, go, put on mourning clothes for Cui Wu and the others. Then, carry the souls of my Ling family's men to the funeral!" Ling Dong said coldly.
"You …" Upon hearing that Ling Dong wanted them to put on mourning clothes and carry the souls of their men to the funeral, Cui Wu's eyebrows twitched. He wanted to say something, but when he saw Ling Dong's cold gaze, Zhan Xiong's group of four, and the five Constellation Realm martial artists' fearful gazes, Cui Wu immediately cowered.
However, cowering didn't mean that Cui Wu would give up. Cui Wu turned his gaze and looked at Leng Cuo with a pleading gaze.
How could Leng Cuo not see that Ling Dong was purposely looking for trouble with Cui Wu? He didn't know how Cui Wu had offended the Ling family, but Ling Dong was purposely looking for trouble with Cui Wu.
Therefore, Leng Cuo wisely turned his head away.
What a joke. Not to mention the mysterious ancestor of the Ling family who could kill people without leaving a trace, would he dare to provoke the young master of the Ling family? Leng Cuo had vaguely calculated that if he couldn't kill Ling Dong immediately, he would probably fall into Ling Dong's trap.
The path of cultivating one's spirit was extremely strange and difficult to deal with.
Seeing Leng Cuo turn his head away, Cui Wu was furious. "Palace Master Leng, aren't you afraid that my brother-in-law …"
Without waiting for Cui Wu to finish, the four criminal soldiers led by Zhan Xiong had already slapped him in the face. They put on mourning clothes for Cui Wu in an extremely violent manner, causing Cui Wu to lose his voice.
"Raise the souls!"
Following Leng Cuo's shout, the four pitch-black coffins were lifted up again. Cui Wu, whose face was purple, used both hands to lift the first coffin. He gritted his teeth and led the way.
What made Cui Wu feel extremely helpless and fearful was that Ling Dong's third eye on his forehead, which was flashing with a faint purple brilliance, would glance at him from time to time. Every time it glanced at him, Cui Wu's soul would leave his body. The little bit of courage that had just risen up in him would disappear without a trace. He glared hatefully at Leng Cuo before obediently lifting his coffin.
However, Ling Dong saw this scene. This Palace Master Leng and Cui Wu weren't on the same path?
A thought arose in Ling Dong's mind.
"Four brothers, rest in peace. Your blood won't be shed in vain. The blood of the Ling family won't be shed in vain …" Cui Wu, who was forced by the four criminal soldiers to kowtow in front of the four new coffins, also understood something at this moment.
Thinking about how Xie Rui, who he sent to the Ling family, went missing, and how four people from the Ling family died when they just arrived, Cui Wu instantly understood something, and his whole body turned cold …
"It seems that the deaths of the Ling family members should have something to do with Cui Wu …" Leng Cuo seemed to have understood something.
If Leng Cuo still couldn't see this, then he would have lived all these years in vain.
There was no such thing as an airtight wall in the world. A few days later, the news of Cui Wu putting on mourning clothes for the Ling family members spread throughout Yangkou City. The big and small forces in Yangkou City were also instantly shocked by the Ling family.
However, it didn't take long for figures from the big and small forces in Yangkou City to soar into the sky and fly in the direction of the Ling family castle.
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