Chapter 2139 - 2124: Lingxiao Divine Summon

"Ha, what a majestic Lingxiao Saint Master!"

When Mo Ruoyan heard this, his expression immediately changed, his brow furrowed, and his face was full of coldness.

Unexpectedly, someone dared to speak to him, the Lingxiao Saint Master, in this way.

The voice seemed to emanate just behind him.

"Who is it!" Mo Ruoyan shouted coldly and then turned around.

Soon after, Mo Ruoyan saw a young figure and a face that he wished he could tear apart.

"It's you!" Followed by Mo Ruoyan spit out fiercely!

No wonder that voice sounded so familiar, making him so displeased.

But in the next moment, Mo Ruoyan's majestic face suddenly underwent a tremendous change, his eyes widened incomparably, as if he had seen a ghost!

Mo Ruoyan saw that on that boy's right hand, he was holding a hugely decrepit, elderly, tattered, and scarred body, and although this body had changed so much, Mo Ruoyan instantly recognized that this was their Lingxiao Sacred Land's Ancestor Yuann Yao!

Besides this Lingxiao Ancestor, his left hand was holding the strongest Divine Artifact of their Lingxiao Sacred Land, the Lingxiao Divine Tower!

"How is this possible! How is this possible! How can this be!" Mo Ruoyan exclaimed directly.

Lingxiao Ancestor Yuann Yao, who was indeed the strongest existence in their Lingxiao Sacred Land, one of the top five in their Small World, how could he become like this, and even held like this by a youngster.

What a humiliation! This not only humiliated their Lingxiao Ancestor but also humiliated his Lingxiao Sacred Land!

At this moment, Mo Ruoyan could not accept all that he was seeing in front of him, feeling that the entire world had become extremely unreal, even doubting if he was dreaming at this moment!

"It must be dreaming! It must be! Such a thing simply can't happen!" Mo Ruoyan forcefully told himself, his head unconsciously shaking left and right, trying to wake himself from the nightmare.

"Alas, poor Lingxiao Saint Master, poor Mo Ruoyan!"

In the distant Void, someone sighed while looking at Mo Ruoyan who had just appeared.

"This Mo Ruoyan, judging by his look, should have just seen this earth-shattering scene."

"I wonder if this Mo Ruoyan will go mad..."

"Seems... it's close."

...

"Ruoyan!" At this time, Miee Yin shouted solemnly to Mo Ruoyan ahead and then said:

"Ruoyan, we lost, our Lingxiao Sacred Land is finished!"

When speaking these words, the tone of Miee Yin was filled with sorrow.

These short few words were like a heavy hammer, harshly striking Mo Ruoyan's heart.

The chest which was already a bit painful suddenly became even more painful.

Mo Ruoyan reached out and held the painful chest, then turned around and said to the Supreme Elder Miee Yin:

"Miee Yin, what nonsense are you talking about! My Lingxiao Sacred Land will exist forever, how could it be finished! If you continue to confuse the crowd, beware of the Sacred Law's judgment!"

The angry words echoed, filled with endless grief.

"Alas!" Miee Yin sighed lightly, no longer saying anything, by now, saying anything was already meaningless.

Moreover, he knew that Mo Ruoyan actually understood the current situation, only he... was unwilling to accept it.

As Lingxiao Saint Master, he bears the mission passed down from generation to generation for endless ages of Lingxiao Sacred Land, and Miee Yin knew that Mo Ruoyan always had a grand ambition.

He once told him that he wanted to make Lingxiao Sacred Land unprecedentedly powerful in his generation.

He Mo Ruoyan wanted to be renowned throughout the ages, to become a peerless Saint Master of Lingxiao Sacred Land, just like the founding master Lingxiao!

But now, he Mo Ruoyan was about to become the last Saint Master, and Lingxiao Sacred Land was about to perish under his leadership.

This was far too different from his ambition, his aspirations!

Too far!

He Ruo Moyan, the last Saint Master, was going to become the laughingstock of the world!

"Ah! No!" Suddenly, Mo Ruoyan let out a scream of indescribable pain towards the sky:

"Heaven, why do you treat me like this! Why do you treat me Mo Ruoyan like this! Are you playing a joke with my Mo Ruoyan!"

At this moment, Mo Ruoyan seemed somewhat deranged.

"Hmph!" Shi Feng let out a disdainful snort, saying: "It's not Heaven treating you like this, but it's I who treat you like this!"

"You!" Hearing Shi Feng's words, Mo Ruoyan suddenly turned around again, staring fiercely at him!

"Those who wish to destroy my Lingxiao Sacred Land must! Be! Punished!" Mo Ruoyan said the last three words one by one, and at this moment, a peerless aura suddenly arose on Mo Ruoyan.

At this moment, the aura was unprecedentedly powerful!

Mo Ruoyan, despite being severely injured, burst out with such an aura that even the Supreme Elder Miee Yin was deeply shocked, exclaiming:

"Ruoyan! He, under extreme stimulation, actually invigorated his Martial Arts potential, becoming stronger! This aura gives me a feeling like the Triple Heaven isn't far away!"

At this time, Mo Ruoyan's face reverted to its usual majestic demeanor, his hands quickly formed a highly Xuan Miao handprint, and then the handprint kept flicking, cyan shadows repeatedly.

Soon after, a giant cyan phantom suddenly rose on Mo Ruoyan, as if a giant cyan spirit looking down at the earth, seemed like a cyan Divine Spirit descended, divine power enveloped the entire world.

"Lingxiao Divine Summon! Summon the Ancient Divine Spirit of our Lingxiao Sacred Land!"

Seeing that giant phantom, Miee Yin exclaimed again.

Lingxiao Divine Summon, one of Lingxiao Sacred Land's Forty-nine Ultimate Techniques.

It's said that this Lingxiao Divine Summon had been lost in Lingxiao Sacred Land for countless ages.

In fact, it's not lost, but no one has been able to successfully comprehend this Divine Skill for countless ages, causing outsiders to once believe it had been lost.

Unexpectedly, today, Mo Ruoyan actually performed this Divine Skill.

"Lingxiao Divine Summon!"

"Lingxiao Divine Summon!"

"Lingxiao Divine Summon!"

"Saint Master!"

...

Not only Mo Ruoyan, but even the Martial Artists of Lingxiao Sacred Land, their expressions drastically changed, with shock, joy, hope, rising hope in their hearts.

"Didn't expect Saint Master to succeed in cultivating this Divine Skill, the Lingxiao Divine Summon, which has been lost for countless ages!"

"That's great, that's great! Saint Master!"

"Perhaps Heaven can't bear to see our Lingxiao Sacred Land thus perish!"

...

Immediately afterward, even Shi Feng felt that the Lingxiao Divine Tower in his left hand suddenly began to tremble immensely, as if strongly summoned by some Mysterious Power.

Within the Lingxiao Divine Tower, there was an extremely Profound Mystery marking that Shi Feng had previously attempted to break, but could not break it...