PHS Chapter 212 (Patreon)

Chapter 212: I Was Just Here to Watch the Show!

"Ling Xiao!"

As these two words were spoken, countless people gasped.

Many in the cultivation world had heard this name, because he was the ancestor of the Shimmering Light Sacred Land!

Although Ling Xiao was low-key, the Shimmering Light Sacred Land was not! Back then, the tales of Ling Xiao had spread like wildfire. He began cultivating at seven, mastered body tempering at eight, reached the peak of the Origin Qi realm at ten, and stepped into the Power Manifestation realm in less than a hundred years!

In the current era, he would likely claim second place on the Myriad Races Prodigy Leaderboard!

As for first place… it was unthinkable. The one in first place was a monster; no one could comprehend her cultivation speed.

Countless people had believed that such a stunningly brilliant prodigy possessed the bearing of a Great Emperor. 

Ling Xiao's subsequent growth proved this point time and again. First, he defeated the prodigies of his own level, then ascended to Quasi-Emperor.

After that, there was no news of him.

Who would have thought he would reappear today, emerging from the Chaotic Star Sea? 

This also perfectly explained why Ling Xiao had not shown his face when the Shimmering Light Sacred Land was destroyed.

"After several hundred thousand years, Ling Xiao's strength must be at the peak of the Quasi-Emperor realm!" someone said in a deep voice.

"I'd believe you if you told me he was a Great Emperor!" A middle-aged man beside him said with emotion, looking toward where Ling Xiao had departed.

Ling Xiao was very low-key and had not revealed his aura. No one knew what stage he had reached, but one thing was certain: even if he wasn't a Great Emperor, he wasn't far from it. He might just be a single step away.

"With Ling Xiao's return, someone is probably getting restless!" an old man said, stroking his beard with a mischievous smile. He was a Sacred Land elder and knew far more about the destruction of the Shimmering Light Sacred Land than ordinary people.

Now that Ling Xiao had returned, he was very much looking forward to what would happen next.

"Does Fellow Daoist mean that Ling Xiao will settle accounts with the Nine Nether Demon Sect and the other powers?" someone asked doubtfully.

"Nonsense," the old man shot the other a look and said indifferently.

"As far as I know, the Nine Nether Demon Sect has Meng Qingzhi presiding over it. In terms of strength, Meng Qingzhi is likely no weaker than Ling Xiao. After all, Meng Qingzhi's talent may not match Ling Xiao's, but he has lived for countless years, and his strength is unfathomable."

"Not to mention, the Shimmering Light Sacred Land's Imperial Weapon was taken away."

Someone immediately shook their head slightly. They were not optimistic about Ling Xiao's chances. A Quasi-Emperor was indeed strong, but not without rivals. Without the support of an Imperial Weapon, who could Ling Xiao possibly defeat? No one could say for sure.

"Let's wait and see!" an old Saint said slowly.

The news of Ling Xiao's return from the Chaotic Star Sea spread in all directions. The leaders of every power received the news at the first opportunity. Every one of their faces was a picture of excitement. 

Ling Xiao had been missing for several hundred thousand years, and today he had suddenly returned. 

Regardless of whether he had received news from his descendants, by the time he returned to the Shimmering Light Sacred Land, he would find that his sect had already been destroyed.

At that time, no one could withstand the wrath of a Quasi-Emperor.

At the same time, tens of thousands of li from the Shimmering Light Sacred Land, the earth was broken and the mountains had collapsed. Crisscrossing fissures stretched to the horizon. Even after so much time, the aura of an Imperial Weapon still lingered, refusing to dissipate.

The golden crow sank in the west, the setting sun like blood. A figure, backlit, walked across the land. His robes fluttered, his silhouette lonely, his steps heavy.

With every inch closer to the Shimmering Light Sacred Land, his steps grew heavier. By the time he arrived before it, even without stepping inside, he formed a hand seal and, through the formation, could already see the scene within. One after another, the divine peaks had been reduced to ruins.

The Sacred Land, once prosperous to the extreme, had become a thing of the past.

Ling Xiao stood outside the formation, like a statue, motionless, his face devoid of joy or sorrow. No one knew what he was thinking.

A long time later, suddenly, he extended a hand and grasped at the void.

"Ah—!"

A great cry rang out. A Saint, without any power to resist, was instantly seized by Ling Xiao and brought before him.

"Senior Ling Xiao, the matter of the Shimmering Light Sacred Land has nothing to do with my Heavenly Pivot Sacred Land! This junior is a Grand Elder of the Heavenly Pivot Sacred Land. We have always had good relations with the Shimmering Light Sacred Land."

"I implore Senior, for the sake of the Heavenly Pivot Sacred Land, to spare this junior's life!"

The Grand Elder of the Heavenly Pivot Sacred Land was terrified.

I was just here to watch the show! Why was I dragged out?

Could it be that this Ling Xiao couldn't accept the fact that the Shimmering Light Sacred Land had been destroyed and was about to go on a rampage, intending to make an enemy of all the powers in the world?

The possibility was low, but not impossible.

When a Quasi-Emperor went on a rampage, few could restrain him. It would take at least two or three of his peers acting together to have a chance of defeating him. In a one-on-one fight, the outcome was uncertain.

"Tell me why this has happened," Ling Xiao spoke.

His voice carried a power impossible to resist, making one want to pour out everything in their heart and tell him all.

"To be honest with Senior…" The Grand Elder of the Heavenly Pivot Sacred Land's face was ashen, his mind in a daze. Hearing the words, his spirits lifted, and he quickly spoke:

"It all started when the Heavenly Demon Palace sent a spy into the Shimmering Light Sacred Land, who then became the Shimmering Light Sacred Lord…"

This Saint from the Heavenly Pivot Sacred Land concealed nothing, telling him everything he knew, including how the Shimmering Light Sacred Lord had coveted the Pavilion of Heavenly Secrets' method of deducing heavenly secrets, and how he had set up a formation outside Great Desolate City, only to mistakenly kill the Blazing Flame Sacred Lord.

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