Great Lord: Buddha has mercy on us, evil spirits please stay away

Chapter 163 Lin Jing: The idol is finally coming back to life?
Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, another month had passed in the world. The Ice Spirit Clan's once-in-a-hundred-year Ice Spirit Ancestor Ceremony was about to begin. The Ice Spirit Clan, which was sparsely populated in the past, became extremely lively with the arrival of countless visitors.

The Bing Ling Clan is an ancient clan with a very long history in the Universe. During its heyday, it had a Saint-level Supreme in charge, and was listed as one of the top super powers in the Universe.

But as powerful as they are, they cannot remain strong forever. They have been declining for various reasons since tens of thousands of years ago. Until hundreds of years ago, there was only one Supreme Heavenly Ice Spirit Ancestor in the entire clan, and his strength was just at the ordinary spiritual level.

Such strength can only be said to have a promising future among the countless superpowers in the world.

Fortunately, in ancient times, a royal family of the Ice Spirit Clan broke away from the Ice Spirit Clan. Among that lineage was the wife of the Martial Ancestor, who died to help the Martial Ancestor eliminate demons, which led to the Martial Ancestor rushing up to the great world from the lower planes.

In order to save his wife, the grief-stricken Wu Zu had a frank and sincere exchange with the Bing Ling Ancestor in the Bing Ling Clan. In the Bing Ling Clan, he used physics to teach the Western Heaven War Emperor how to be a human being, and punished him to seclude himself in the turbulence of space for three years. Such deep affection deeply moved the Bing Ling Ancestor.

The deeply moved Bingling Patriarch Guangsu said that saving every member of the tribe was the eternal responsibility of the Bingling tribe, and mobilized the whole tribe to rescue Wuzu's wife.

After the matter was accomplished, Patriarch Bingling stated on the spot that he was old and frail and could no longer shoulder the heavy responsibility, so he handed over the position of clan leader to the wife of Martial Ancestor; everyone in the Bingling clan expressed their strong support for the new clan leader to take office.

Since then, the Ice Spirit Clan has been on the fast track of development in the martial arts realm. In just a few hundred years, there has been a surge in talent. The number of Heavenly Supremes alone has increased many times, and the country can be said to be thriving.

To date, the Ice Spirit Clan's Ice Spirit Ancestral Sacrifice has become a must-attend event for many superpowers in the world. The number of visitors to the Ice Spirit Ancestral Sacrifice this time is unprecedented. Many Heavenly Supremes who have been in seclusion for many years have come out and brought their families to pay homage to the mountain.

The strength of the Ice Spirit Clan's patriarch's husband is too terrifying. He easily killed three patriarchs of major clans in the battle of the Holy Abyss Continent. Only Ye Kong, who killed the second demon outside the domain, can compare with him in terms of his outstanding record. The strength of True Dragon Emperor, Qin Tian and other late-stage holy supreme masters is far inferior to him.

At this time, many people with ulterior motives secretly regarded the Martial Ancestor, who displayed supreme combat power, as the strongest man in the world today. The only two people who could possibly fight with him were the Lord Yan Emperor in the Far North and the gravekeeper in the Land of Ten Thousand Tombs.

It’s a pity that the old tomb keeper has never left his home for thousands of years, and Emperor Yan is in the far north, so it would be difficult for him to fight with the Martial Ancestor and satisfy their little curiosity.

But no matter who is first, it is always a good idea for the super powers close to the Ice Spirit Clan to send people to congratulate them. Even if you don't expect to take this opportunity to meet the Martial Ancestor, it would be nice to get some of the domineering aura of the Ice Spirit Clan and the Martial Realm.

It's not just the super powers in the southern part of the universe, even some super powers in the east and west have rushed here. Anyway, they are here, even without an invitation, the Ice Spirit Clan cannot drive them out. After all, you can't hit a smiling person.

At the entrance of the Ice Spirit Clan, Ling Zhanzi, who came from the West Heaven War Hall to present a gift on behalf of his master, the West Heaven War Emperor, stood with his arms folded, looking at a man in red clothes with fiery red hair and a body emitting fire attribute spiritual power with great surprise, and said with a smile:
“Hey, isn’t this Zhu Sanhuo Zhu Yan from the Yanling Clan? Why did you come to watch the ancestral sacrifice of the Bingling Clan after such a while?”

Zhu Yan looked disdainful and said:

“I was wondering who the newcomer was. Isn’t this Ling Zhanzi, the eldest disciple of Xitian Zhanhuang, who was suppressed by Martial Ancestor for ten years and had to move his family from the south to the west to avoid Martial Ancestor?
What's going on? I haven't seen you for so many years. Is your Xitian War Hall getting worse? You can't make it in Xitian Continent and want to go back to the south to develop. Did your master send you to Wujing to pay respect to the mountain and ask for forgiveness from Wuzu?"

Ling Zhanzi's face darkened when he heard this, and he retorted:
"How can you talk like that? Don't think I don't know that you, Zhu Yan, are just one of the candidates for the young leader of the Yanling tribe!"

“Heh, your Yanling tribe lost the bet with the Yan Emperor and refused to admit it. After you gave away your tribe’s sacred fire, you also invited your ancestors to fight with the Yan Emperor, offending him for nothing and creating a feud with the Endless Fire Region.

Over the years, the Ice Spirit Clan has been at odds with each other and has many grievances with each other. Aren’t you here to beg for mercy on behalf of the Flame Spirit Clan?"

Zhu Yan's red face turned even redder, and he said with a red neck:
"You make it sound like your West Heaven Battle Hall is much stronger than us. Aren't you queuing up here like me to get in?"

The Yanling clan also wanted to be a powerful clan with backbone, but they offended the Yan Emperor, who had a promising future, and now their old rival, the Bingling clan, has hooked up with another powerful man. They are so unlucky!

In the past, the Yanling Clan could still grit their teeth and fight against the Bingling Clan, but the Martial Ancestor showed his invincible strength in the battle of Shengyuan, and countless forces wanted to get close to the Martial Realm but failed to find a way.

If they don't "bend and stretch" a little, as long as the Ice Spirit Clan leader "inadvertently" reveals his dissatisfaction with the Flame Spirit Clan during the ancestral sacrifice, the Flame Spirit Clan will probably face a joint attack from the eighteen super powers the day after the ancestral sacrifice ends...

This is a world where the strong prey on the weak. There is no such thing as benevolence, righteousness, or morality. There is only naked interest!

The same is probably true for the West Heaven War Palace. The West Heaven War Emperor ran so far just to avoid the Martial Ancestor. Now that the Martial Ancestor is so powerful, if he or the Ice Spirit Clan leader wants to kill the West Heaven War Emperor, there are probably many Heavenly Supremes who are willing to do it for them, such as the group of vicious bald donkeys in the Holy Buddha Continent.

Zhu Yan's words killed the game. Ling Zhanzi, whose true nature was revealed, was speechless and lamented, "There's nothing I can do. Life forces me to do that."

"…Alas, it is indeed forced by life."

Zhu Yan nodded solemnly and made up his mind that after he finished dealing with the trouble here, he would go outside to find a good place to practice his cultivation. When he had cultivated to the point where he could be independent, he would be able to protect himself even if the Yanling clan was destroyed.

But where should I go... Zhu Yan looked at his cultivation level of a Half-Step Ninth-Rank Supreme. Many good places were occupied by Heavenly Supremes, so his safety was not guaranteed.

That’s right! Among the ten supercontinents, the Tianluo Continent doesn’t have a Heavenly Supreme, so I think the resources are rich, so I’ll just go there! If the Yanling Clan is still around in a few years, I’ll come back and be officially crowned.

Under the heavy external pressure, Zhu Yan made up his mind to go out and explore the world, and chose the Tianluo Continent as in the original novel; after making up his mind, he cast his eyes toward the glacial valleys with mountains in the distance, praying that the journey would go smoothly.

Perhaps his prayers really worked. Suddenly, there were many more teleportation light gates outside the Iceberg Valley. A cold female voice with an icy aura, as if she was born without emotions, came from that space light gate:
"Everyone is a guest, please make yourself at your own pace!"

It worked! I wasn’t driven away!

Ling Zhanzi and Zhu Yan looked at each other, and both saw joy in each other's eyes. Then they each called their companions, and couldn't wait to bring generous gifts, ready to ask for an audience. To show their sincerity, they directly asked their followers to hold the heavy gifts one by one, instead of keeping them in the Qiankun bracelet; many people from super powers who also came to give gifts followed suit, blocking a space light gate, and the team was so long that it seemed like they were paying tribute.

……

The outside world was in turmoil, but Ye Kong, who was quietly sleeping in the Ice Spirit Ancestral Land, had finally completed his transformation. Since he first woke up more than four months ago, the spiritual power in his body began to appear on his body surface, from thin threads to starlight, and then like a trickle of water lingering around his body, and finally turned into pieces of ice sculptures... freezing himself inside.

After discovering this, Kong Xuan, Feng Yusheng, Xiao Xiao and others reached a unanimous decision and helped him remove the coffin lid above his head to give him more space to exert his strength.

"Who wakes up first from the big dream? I know it all my life. I finally woke up. I don't know how much stronger I am now than before."

Ye Kong's consciousness awakened from the chaos. After a good sleep, Ye Kong looked inward and confirmed that his spiritual power was many times stronger than before he fell into a coma. He was about to regain consciousness, stretch, and announce that he was back to the world.

But he failed. He couldn't lift his arms or even open his eyelids.

Feeling the huge pressure from the outside world, Ye Kong released his spirit, and was shocked to find that he had not known when his entire body had merged with the ice outside. Looking roughly, he was now in a large block of ice that was seven or eight meters high and several dozen meters long and wide, sleeping very peacefully.

"Oh my god, isn't the old Martial Ancestor too enthusiastic? I asked him to send me to the Ice Spirit Tribe to heal my wounds, but he sent me directly to the Ten Thousand Years Mysterious Ice Cave?"

Ye Kong was speechless. If he could still change his expression now, his head would definitely be covered with black lines. The most outrageous thing was that it seemed that there was still his own spiritual power in the ice, and his soul was unable to send out a message for help.

"Okay! There's no other way. Let's try to melt it!"

In desperation, Ye Kong tried hard to mobilize the spiritual power in his body. Clusters of sparks appeared on his body surface, flashed for a moment, and then were extinguished.

"Something is wrong. Have I slept in this place for too long? Why is the spiritual energy in my body so sluggish when flowing through my tendons and veins?"

Although the spiritual power that surged out was several levels stronger in quality than before he fell into a coma, Ye Kong sensitively discovered that the spiritual power in his body was circulating quite slowly and was far less flexible than before.

"...From this point of view, it can be regarded as a test, the last step of breaking and then building, the cocoon becoming a butterfly!"

The special situation reminded Ye Kong of the process of an insect breaking out of its cocoon and becoming a butterfly. There was no other way at this point and he could only work hard to break through. His accumulated cultivation also required a new familiarity.

After making up his mind, Ye Kong tried hard to mobilize the spiritual power flowing through his body and practice the Bodhi Treeless Art, gathering the spiritual power to the key points of the tendons and veins throughout his body, and then slowly releasing it from his fingertips.

For a moment, Ye Kong's entire body began to glow with a bright light, and he became radiant, like a work of art made of ice crystals.

Not far from Ye Kong, Lin Jing, who was sitting on a chair chewing a spiritual fruit, didn't care about the common flashes and said boredly:

"Alas, my idol has shone so many times, why hasn't he woken up yet? Sister Xiao Xiao and the others are going outside to meet Aunt Bing, should I join in the fun?"

Looking at Feng Yusheng on the side, Lin Jing asked, "Senior Feng Wang, how about you just stay here and watch? I'll go out and play."

"If you want to see some fun, there will be some fun here soon."

The corners of Feng Yusheng's mouth curled up beautifully, and his tone was unusually relaxed, even with a hint of gloating.

"Huh? What do you mean?"

Lin Jing stopped chewing the spiritual fruit and looked at Feng Yusheng in confusion. Seeing a smile on the latter's elegant and tired face for the first time, Lin Jing thought of an exciting possibility and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"You, you mean, the idol is finally going to be resurrected?"

"No rush, let's see how he wakes up, there's still some time."

Feng Yusheng nodded, a variety of emotions appearing in her bloodshot eyes. She looked at Ye Kong who was trying hard to "break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly" in the big block of ice, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly.

Xiaoye, Xiaoye, your sleep has caused me to not have a good sleep for two years. Now that you have finally woken up, I will punish you for making me worry for two years...

Feng Yusheng was distracted, thinking about how many good words he should get this guy to say before he would let him go.

Suddenly, she noticed that Lin Jing was trying to send a message to the outside world. She waved her hand and locked the door with a "bang", leaving dozens of seals. Then she said to Lin Jing in a cold voice:

"I will have a good talk with this unfilial disciple later, and it should not be seen by outsiders."

It seems that there are still 100 or 200 words to go to 10,000 updates. I will write one more update tonight, just in time to return the monthly votes (dog head). Thank you for the support of the readers.
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