Chapter 487

Previously, when he received the hint from his grandfather that the mountain peak had already been leveled, Ling Ling Ling Ling Ling Ling Ling Wuxing was filled with mixed emotions, unsure of what sentiment or stance to adopt when facing this matter.

Often, the so-called choice of following one's heart is just empty talk, because those truly capable of seeing through their own hearts do not fall into the trap of indecision.

Ling Ling Ling Ling Ling Ling Ling Wuxing felt very fortunate; he had been granted a chance to choose again, and finally, he was able to look directly into his own heart.

Relying on this method, let alone whether he could qualify to become a Long Wang, even if he truly became one, could such a Long Wang—looking back at a thousand years of history and forward to a hundred generations—hold his head high amidst the intersection of gazes between generations of Long Wangs across the ages?

Watching his grandfather, who was currently enduring the bombardment of thunder within the Lei Chi before him, the panic and shock in Ling Ling Ling Ling Ling Ling Ling Wuxing's eyes gradually faded; there was no concern or worry, but rather a trace of undisguised contempt flowing from his clear gaze.

Ling Ling Muyang let out a low roar from his throat as he struggled to withstand the thunder, lifting his head.

He saw the expression on his grandson's Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Face, but with countless flashes of lightning flickering before him, he subconsciously assumed that his own vision and consciousness had suffered distortion.

At this moment, intangible rays of light, invisible to ordinary people, pierced through the rock walls, shot into the Lei Chi, and enveloped Ling Ling Muyang.

This was the spirit of the Ling family's Long Wang, helping to dissipate the karmic backlash.

Ling Ling Ling Ling Ling Ling Ling Wuxing sighed silently in his heart.

The ancestral Long Wangs did not know what his grandfather had done; they were merely providing protection out of instinct.

Ling Ling Ling Ling Ling Ling Ling Wuxing felt it was not worth it for the ancestral Long Wangs.

Looking around, he felt even more sorrow for this Long Wang household.

What was even more ridiculous was that he himself was a beneficiary of all this; without the abundant resources provided by the family, he could not have progressed so quickly and led his peers.

Ling Ling Ling Ling Ling Ling Ling Wuxing: "Hehehe..."

After receiving the protection of the Long Wang spirit, the riotous thunder gradually subsided, and Ling Ling Muyang was able to straighten his waist, but his body was covered in charred black, and in many places, white bone was exposed.

Clearly, this physical body had just paid an extremely heavy price.

"What... are you laughing at?"

Ling Ling Ling Ling Ling Ling Ling Wuxing did not stop; instead, he laughed even more wantonly.

A bolt of lightning shot out from Ling Ling Muyang's eyes.

"Bang!"

Ling Ling Ling Ling Ling Ling Ling Wuxing was heavily struck and sent flying, his back slamming hard against the rock wall; however, as he slid to the ground, he continued to laugh.

"It seems you have truly had your state of mind crushed by him. Ling Ling Ling Ling Ling Ling Wuxing, you disappoint me. A man of the Ling family should Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Human Face the thunder directly and die rather than admit defeat."

Ling Ling Ling Ling Ling Ling Ling Wuxing wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and asked in return:

"Grandfather, you also disappoint me. The Long Wang of the generation you lit the lamp for was Lord Qin, so why are you still alive now?"

"Hahahahaha..."

This time, it was Ling Ling Muyang's turn to laugh, and the charred patches on his body caused by the lightning continuously cracked open, revealing tender flesh buds that looked like many mouths laughing together.

After a long while, Ling Ling Muyang stopped:

"That's more like a member of the Ling family."

Ling Ling Ling Ling Ling Ling Ling Wuxing did not want to speak further; he stood up, intending to return to his own cave dwelling, pack his things, and move to a place his family members did not know about.

Ling Ling Muyang's voice sounded again:

"Ling Ling Ling Ling Ling Ling Wuxing, Grandfather likes you the way you are now. Keep this state; you have a chance, a great chance."

Ling Ling Ling Ling Ling Ling Ling Wuxing stopped in his tracks, not looking back, and asked indifferently:

"Grandfather, do you still refuse to admit defeat?"

"It's not the first time I've lost; Grandfather can afford to lose. Moreover, no matter how many more times we lose, the one who wins in the end will still be our Ling family.

Because he can only be the loser.

It is nothing more than waiting a little longer, letting Long Wang Qin and Long Wang Liu continue to dream their sweet dreams for a while longer.

Hehehe,

They think they have finally waited for a revival, little do they know that what they are holding in their hands like a treasure is the final funeral bell for the two Long Wang households."

Ling Ling Ling Ling Ling Ling Ling Wuxing walked out, and the stone door behind him slowly closed.

Standing outside the door, Ling Ling Ling Ling Ling Ling Ling Wuxing's ears continued to echo with his grandfather's words from just a moment ago.

He knew that his grandfather must still possess some secret he did not know about.

But at the same time, Ling Ling Ling Ling Ling Ling Ling Wuxing's mind recalled the young man outside the Lu family village gate, who had specifically asked him about the special resonance between the Ling family's thunder techniques and the thunder whip.

He did not know if there was a connection between these two things, but he had a vague premonition: the secret in his grandfather's hands might be something that young man was already well aware of.

Given the young man's style of doing things, it was impossible for him not to make preparations in advance to deal with it. To take a step back, even if he knew he would lose in the end, wouldn't he...

"Let the funeral bell ring in the Ling family first?"

The Ming family.

The Gathering Yang Formation above the roof was operating rapidly, but formation masters kept fainting from the cold and were quickly dragged away to be replaced by others; there was an endless stream of people transporting ice blocks to the bottom, but no matter how much they transported, the temperature inside remained scorching, and the ice blocks melted as soon as they were sent in, rising in waves of heat.

Ming Ming Qinyun lay on the bed; her condition was extremely critical, and the Great Elder personally lit a life lamp at the head of her bed for her.

The candlelight was as faint as a bean and could be extinguished at any moment.

Ming Ming Qinyun herself had completely lost consciousness.

All the elders present knew that this was by no means a simple case of deviation in cultivation, but a powerful karmic backlash wearing a disguise.

If the Ming family's Long Wang spirit were still there, they could rely on it to resolve and protect her, but the problem was that the Ming family no longer had a spirit.

The matriarch was essentially in a very poor state and had directly suffered a terrible karmic backlash.

The current Ming family was already tottering in the wind and rain; if they lost their backbone at this critical moment, it was feared that everyone in the Ming family would feel despair for the family's future.

These elders in the bedroom were the core of the Ming family's power, and they knew very well that the matriarch's recent decisions and arrangements had all failed, making the family's situation worse and worse.

But at this moment, no one felt resentment, and no one had the thought of replacing the family head.

Because they knew very well that the Ming family had reached the point where if they didn't gamble, they would have to watch themselves fade away with time; only by continuing to gamble could a glimmer of a turning point appear.

And even if she was a general who lost repeatedly, she was still a general after all; as long as she was there, the Ming family would still have a way to temporarily stay off the gambling table.

Ming Ming Qinyun's eyes opened.

Just as the elders were about to breathe a sigh of relief, Ming Ming Qinyun's opened eyes were forced to close again.

After a while, Ming Ming Qinyun's eyes opened again; this time they did not close back, but the opened pupils were completely white.

She was struggling hard, wanting to wake herself up; she did not lack this willpower, yet the stronger her will to struggle, the more severe the damage her body suffered as a result.

Great Elder: "Matriarch, please rest; do not continue. Please rest."

Second Elder: "Matriarch, rest assured, we are still watching over this family; you can take a breath first."

Third Elder: "Yes, Matriarch, taking care of yourself is the priority. Our Ming family's situation is not good, but it's not so bad that we lack the time for you to recover from your illness."

The other elders also offered their advice one after another; everyone urgently hoped that Ming Ming Qinyun could wake up, but not in this way, and certainly not at this price.

The matriarch's body had reached a dangerous threshold; one careless move and this body would completely decay, and once that happened, it would mean the death of the matriarch as a "person."

With the Ming family's ability to forge souls, combined with the matriarch's own strength, even if she left her body and existed in the form of a soul, it would not be a difficult task at all.

But could a dignified Long Wang family really accept an "evil spirit" as their family head?

Ming Ming Qinyun stopped struggling to open her eyes.

Her lips moved slightly, and her voice was extremely faint; fortunately, the elders present had extremely keen hearing and could capture the expression she wanted to make.

"The little one... didn't go... the one who went was that... jinx... woman..."

Ming Ming Qinyun had already sensed who had attacked her.

The karmic backlash that should have been avoidable had suddenly descended upon her so intensely; this was definitely not something that young man could achieve now.

Only Liu Liu Liu Liu Liu Yumei, only she, could use the Liu family's Feng Shui techniques to trace and strike down with the sword of karma, even across thousands of miles.

"We... were... deceived... by that brat..."

"That brat... a scourge... a freak... his mind..."

Ming Ming Yuwan died at the Yu family, and in that wave, that brat was also there; the Yu family's disaster was channeled into the Ming family, and the Ming family was leveled once.

That brat invited the Great Emperor of Emperor Emperor Fengdu to descend a dharma body upon the Ming family through the Lu family village, ultimately causing all the Ming family's Long Wang spirits to be extinguished, and the Ming family was leveled a second time.

This time, the Ming family members who had temporarily suffered a deviation in cultivation must have all died, and the second arrangement left on the periphery would inevitably not escape this disaster; the Ming family would lose a large group of core strength, which was undoubtedly a huge blow to the current Ming family, enough to even cause a generational gap crisis for the family—this was the third leveling.

A Long Wang household that was originally in its prime had been forcibly hacked into this state by a young man.