Peerless God of War

Chapter 2468: The Head of the Purple Spirit Association

However, this sense of horror came and went quickly, and soon disappeared again. Wan Linger breathed a sigh of relief and had a new understanding of the old man's strength.

She was very sure that the old man was in the same realm as her, both of them were in the realm of Tribulation Immortal, but his cultivation must have reached the late stage of Tribulation Immortal, or even the peak of Tribulation Immortal.

Although it was only a small realm difference, under the great realm of Tribulation Immortal, it meant that the strength of each other differed by hundreds or thousands of times, and it was even impossible to estimate.

In an instant, she realized that the core of the entire Golden Island was in front of her, and it was the existence of the pillar. In the face of such a powerful force, the little thoughts and calculations she and Wan Chengwu had for the throne were simply jumping clowns.

She was still complacent, thinking that she was in control of everything, but she didn't know that it was not worth mentioning at all.

In all these years, she had only experienced this situation of being completely helpless and being crushed by pure strength once, and it was on her master, the most mysterious head of the current Purple Jing Chamber of Commerce.

That person was too mysterious. Although he was Wan Ling'er's master in name, he had hardly taught her anything, and they had only met a few times.

Compared with Wan Xiongshan, he was even more low-key and mysterious.

However, although the old man was powerful, he seemed to be not as powerful as her master, the leader of the association. In other words, his strength was completely inferior to that of the leader, which made her feel a little more secure for no reason.

Wan Ling'er suppressed the turbulent waves in her heart, stepped forward, bowed deeply, and said, "Meet the ancestor."

At this time, time and space seemed to be still, and all the perceptions around became extremely sharp, and everything seemed to be frozen.

The young man was meticulous and did not look sideways. The old man continued to sweep the floor. As soon as the floor was already smooth and clean, there was no dust. The young man in front of the attic was sweating and desperately performing every move, not daring to slack off.

In this picturesque scene, the only thing that could still move was the armchair and the person lying on it.

All of this was too weird. Wan Ling'er had never experienced anything like this before.

In a time gap that seemed to freeze the whole world, Wan Xiongshan slowly turned around, looked at Wan Ling'er, and said, "Did that old thing Zi Ling really break through to the realm of immortality?"

When Wan Xiongshan spoke, the wonderful domain suddenly collapsed, everything returned to nature, and time and space began to operate again. The only difference was that Wan Xiongshan's own position had undergone an irreversible change, and others had not yet noticed it.

Is this the powerful strength of the first person in the realm of immortality? Wan Ling'er was shocked. This was the first time she had personally experienced the power of such a strong man. It was simply against the sky.

But what was even more shocking was that she actually heard this familiar yet extremely unfamiliar name from Wan Xiongshan, Zi Ling.

Zi Ling is the real name of her master, the real helmsman and leader of the Bauhinia Chamber of Commerce. Even those who can know this name are only a very small number of cultivators and creatures in this world.

In other words, those who can know the name Zi Ling represent that they have a great background and are very unusual.

"Grandmaster, are you old acquaintances of Master?" Wan Ling'er couldn't help asking.

Because Wan Xiongshan's words, the three words "old thing" in them, are too easy to make people have all kinds of associations, good or bad, all kinds of things.

In order not to affect the judgment, Wan Ling'er must ask clearly.

Hearing this, Wan Xiongshan's thick eyebrows slightly raised, and he said with a sense of dignity without anger: "Why, he didn't tell you at all?"

At this time, the expression on his face was really difficult to describe. It was a kind of nostalgia, and it was like a kind of hatred, the kind that was unforgettable, love and hate intertwined, and after years of precipitation, it was even more melancholy.

In this way, Wan Ling'er was even more confused, and even felt weird.

"No," she shook her head desperately, her beautiful big eyes wide open, sparkling, and asked: "Do you have a grudge against Master?"

"A grudge, bah, that bastard, I wish I could kill him with my own hands to relieve my hatred, it's simply unreasonable." Wan Xiongshan suddenly became furious, and the situation suddenly changed.

The terrifying momentum blew the young man who was practicing martial arts in front of the attic more than ten meters away, and he fell to the ground in a mess.

It also stirred up flying sand everywhere.

"Sweep the floor, sweep, sweep it all clean, sweep it clean, everything will be fine." The old man picked up the broom and swept it bit by bit, very meticulously.

The young man looked unconvinced and unwilling, wiped the blood from his face and arms due to scratches, and walked back to the attic tenaciously to continue practicing martial arts.

On the contrary, the young man who had been least noticed by Wan Ling'er before did not move at all from beginning to end, as if he had taken root under his feet, motionless.

Soon, everything returned to calm.

Wan Xiongshan took a deep breath, calmed down his mood at the moment, and said: "I lost my composure. Whenever I think of that bastard, I get angry. Forget it, let's not talk about it. If he breaks through to the immortal realm before me, I will be so angry that I will die. Really."

In this way, Wan Ling'er obviously came to her senses a little bit. Obviously, there is a lot of stories between this ancestor and her master, but it seems that they are not enemies. It is very strange.

"This... Ling'er really doesn't know. The last time I saw Master was a hundred years ago." Wan Ling'er said truthfully.

At the beginning, she escaped from marriage and left the West Sea. After many twists and turns, she finally gained a foothold in the Zijing Chamber of Commerce. At the beginning, she was not very eye-catching, except for her special identity.

Later, she advanced to the Jiexian Realm with a spirit of not admitting defeat. The first major event after she became a Jiexian Realm was that she was directly accepted as a disciple by the head of the Ziling Association.

At that time, this incident caused a great sensation, which can be said to have set off a storm, and also allowed Wan Ling'er to take the throne of the head of the Zijing Chamber of Commerce.

Before this, there was no sign of all this. No one would have expected that the head of the association, who had always been elusive and indifferent, would actually accept a female disciple.

What's more surprising is that the talent of this female disciple is not so enchanting and outstanding. It can only be regarded as medium. Among the monks in the Jiexian Realm, she is also inconspicuous.

But it just happened that such a female cultivator was accepted as a disciple by the high and mighty leader of the Purple Spirit Society. For a while, all kinds of noises were flying around, and some were even extremely unpleasant.

However, because this person was the leader of the Purple Spirit Society, all the noises would be eliminated, leaving no trace, and no one dared to say anything.