Nine Dragons War Sovereign

Within the palace.

Ye Ling frowned, in the face of Jian Wanfeng's request, he was helpless to help.

Resurrection of an ancient Zhi Zun was simply a joke, Cyan Phoenix were not omnipotent, if they could easily resurrect a Zhi Zun, then the Cyan Phoenix would become the chief treasure in everyone's eyes, and would cause huge waves.

It was obvious that Cyan Phoenix's abilities were limited, and could only be done within the limits of her strength. The most important thing was that she had to connect with the fate of the revived, in order to be absolutely safe.

"Do you really not want to help?"

If not for her kind heart, Ye Ling would have already died in front of her.

Furthermore, with her strength, she could naturally force herself to fuse with the Cyan Phoenix. At that time, Ye Ling's existence would be meaningless.

's expression froze upon hearing Jian Wan Ting's question. Since Jian Wan Ting's killing intent had surfaced, he could naturally see that she would not rest until she had achieved her goal.

"Are you forcing me?"

Ye Ling asked in a low voice. He couldn't stand people threatening him the most, but Jian Wanting kept on threatening him, causing him to be unable to endure it.

"Why didn't you say you were forcing me?"

"Regardless of whether you can be saved or not, as long as you try your best, you will be able to get cocoa. However, you did not even want to reject it. Do you even have a shred of conscience?"

"I gave you such great benefits, yet you treat me like this. How can I calm the anger in my heart? Or do you really want to die with me? "

Jian Wanting's eyes flickered, the Spirit Qi around her body became restless, in her eyes, she was about to get repayment for appearing, for what Ye Ling owed him, was something he should do free of charge.

Hearing that, Ye Ling's face immediately became extremely ugly, he looked at Jian Wanting for a long time, but he could not find any reason to refute.

After being silent for a long time, Ye Ling looked at the Sword Saint in front of him, and then asked the Cyan Phoenix: "Are you confident that you can revive this man?"

"I can revive his body but I can't revive his soul because his primordial spirit is too huge and it's not something that I can do."

This was her greatest ability. After all, the Sword Saint was not an ordinary person and was not someone she could control.

Hearing that, Ye Ling nodded his head, since he was able to revive the Sword Saint's body, he could give it a try, and at the same time block Jian Wanting's mouth.

"Jian Wanting, I'll help you this once, but you have to promise me that no matter if it succeeds or not, you will still let me and my friend leave. If you don't agree, then I will rather not let anything go!"

Ye Ling looked at Jian Wan Ting and gave her a stern warning. This was his last resort and also the chance to end this relationship with her.

Jian Wanting's expression was a little strange. When she looked at Ye Ling, her eyes were surprisingly cold and cautious. Right after, she smiled, and said: "Sure!"

"Alright!"

Seeing that Jian Wanting agreed, Ye Ling did not waste any more words. He immediately stepped forward until he was standing right in front of Sword Saint, and a ray of clear light appeared inside his body, which instantly flew out of his body.

"Hu …!"

Violent gales erupted, and a myriad of azure lights flooded the area.

The gigantic Cyan Phoenix appeared out of nowhere, with both wings spread wide to cover the entire sky, directly enveloping Sword Lord inside.

Following that, the Cyan Phoenix spewed out a green flame, immediately engulfing Sword Lord within it. Using its life's fire to calcinate the Heavenly Flame, it began to burn the Sword Lord's body, using the method of rising from the ashes.

When Jian Wanting saw this scene from afar, she became flustered. When she saw her father being burnt and his body withering rapidly, she could not bear to see it happen.

She knew that this was the final method to save her father. She had no choice but to grit her teeth and turn a blind eye, insisting on her belief.

Ye Ling's expression was strange, taking advantage of this free time, he turned to look at the man in black kneeling on the ground, sensing if there were still any remnants of his Qi inside his body.

Then, when Ye Ling lowered his head and wanted to look clearly at the man, his expression suddenly changed, and he saw that the man was actually laughing!

Thump! Thump!

Ye Ling retreated quickly, his face instantly turning pale white. That face was very ordinary, but he was actually grinning, which made Ye Ling unable to remain calm.

"What's the matter with you?" Jian Wan Ting suddenly saw Ye Ling's frightened look, and frowned as she asked Ye Ling.

"I suspect that this person is not dead."

Ye Ling's expression turned pale, his eyes widened as he looked at the man kneeling on the ground, and directly spoke to Jian Wan Ting.

"Are you joking?"

"This person has been here for so many years, yet he has no life in his body at all. He is as motionless as a statue. How could he possibly be alive?"

Hearing Ye Ling's words, Jian Wan Ting frowned, her face filled with anger as she looked at Ye Ling. How could she believe something so premeditated?

"No chance of survival?" Ye Ling was startled, his eyes suddenly widened. Jian Wanting's words, had actually reminded him of an important matter.

"Ye Ling, are you planning on playing some tricks again?"

"Don't think that I can't tell that you have already been dissatisfied with me. You want to take this opportunity to attract my attention and attack me, right?"

Jian Wanting's expression was ugly, seeing Ye Ling's expression, she thought that Ye Ling was deliberately putting on a show to trick her into believing his words.

"You think I'm joking with you?"

"If you don't believe me, you can look at his face. Besides, you and I are wrong. His identity has proven that I'm right!"

Ye Ling's eyes were wide opened as he glared at Jian Wan Ting. How could he talk nonsense at this critical juncture?

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed this. But now that he knew this person wasn't dead, his heart was naturally filled with terror.

"Do you take me for an idiot?"

"You dare to say such stupid words, isn't he a member of the dark race?"

"The Darkness clan?"

Jian Wanting was angry, Ye Ling's acting was so lifelike that she was impressed, but how could she believe such nonsense?

However, her expression suddenly froze when she mentioned the race of darkness. Her face instantly turned as pale as paper and her body began to tremble inexplicably.

Ye Ling's expression tensed, he looked at the black clothed man kneeling on the ground, and ignored Jian Wanting. At this moment, his heart was unsettled, and he felt a threat of death.

As for her, Jian Wanting, her eyes were wide open and her face was pale. Her eyes couldn't help but glance at the man in black beside her. An inexplicable fear caused her to tremble in fear.

Ye Ling's words had been reverberating in her mind. She should not have believed Ye Ling's words, but she had no choice but to think about them.

Because the Darkness clan was beyond common sense, they would have a chance of survival?

Darkness, represented death and evil. The aura in their bodies was naturally death energy, and this black clothed man's body was filled with death energy.

This was the biggest mistake she and Ye Ling made, the rest of the people who entered the place were already turned into corpses, and the black clothed man was actually completely unharmed?

It was not because he was uninjured, but because of the accumulation of time, his wind injuries had already recovered and disappeared, which was why Ye Ling did not discover any injuries.

The more they thought about it, the more creepy they became. They didn't notice such an obvious clue and had even neglected such an important matter?

"Hehe …!" Just as the atmosphere in the palace became somewhat heavy, the man in black kneeling on the ground unexpectedly let out a cautious laugh.

When Ye Ling and Jian Wan Ting heard it, their expressions immediately changed. Jian Wan Ting became even more anxious, she anxiously walked over to Ye Ling and looked at the black clothed man with Ye Ling.

Laughter followed. The black-robed man kneeling on the ground actually slowly raised his head, revealing a face that was as white as paper. His smile was extremely sinister, and his eyes were as black as ink.

Jian Wanting's eyes widened, and subconsciously grabbed onto Ye Ling's arm. After all, she was a girl.

As for him, Ye Ling, his expression was frighteningly cold. They had been in the palace for so long, yet this person had been pretending to be still?

If it wasn't for his curiosity, they would have thought that this person had died. He was very curious. Why was this person still alive?

Could it be that the Sword Saint didn't have the strength to kill him, or did he have an immortal body that could revive him?

"Did you discover it?"

"I thought I could kill them without anyone noticing, but I didn't expect you to be so meticulous!"

The black clothed man looked at Ye Ling, and grinned evilly as he emitted a hoarse voice. Then, he slowly stood up, and the energy within his body suddenly exploded forth.

BOOM!

The palace was trembling as a terrifying aura of death violently surged out, while the dark energy within his body was rapidly growing stronger.

The Darkness race had the innate power to control death and darkness. When faced with certain death, they would absorb power of death s to maintain their lives, cold to the point that they could live forever.

This was the same as Underworld Realm's method, and it was also because Underworld Realm stole the power of the Darkness Tribe that they were able to form the present Underworld Realm.

"Humph!" Are you really that insidious? "

"Say it? What is your name and why are you trying to pull a fast one here? "

Ye Ling frowned, he looked at the man in black in front of him and questioned him in a deep voice. After sensing that this person's cultivation level was at the sixth level of the Star Martial Saint, he was not that afraid.

"Isn't it rude to ask for my name like this?"

"Seeing how young you are, you probably don't know how to write the word 'dead', but it's fine if I tell you. In any case, all of you will die here." My name is Mo Qi, and you must remember it well, because I was the one who sent you on your way. "

The black clothed man gave a relieved smile, and the eyes he looked at Ye Ling with were filled with evil and bloodthirsty provocation.

"You sure have a big mouth?"

Ye Ling's face became extremely ugly, Mo Qi being so arrogant and conceited, she was simply courting death.

"Did you kill my father?" Jian Wanting stepped out, she looked at Mo Qi with an ice-cold gaze, and directly questioned him in a deep voice.

"NO!" "No!"

Your father is very powerful. I can't kill him.

Mo Qi sneered and shook his head. He was quite honest, because he respected the strong. His Sword Saint's strength was above others, and he wasn't someone he could fight against by himself.