Longevity Thunder Ancestor

Chapter 1160 The Aftermath (Part 1)

Half a month later.

Deep in the desolate sea on the western edge of Kowloon Sea, a black and white bolt of lightning was fleeing for its life, with a purple bolt of lightning in hot pursuit.

After fleeing for thousands of miles, the black and white lightning finally gave way and landed precariously on a deserted island, revealing Yan Jingchen's figure.

At this moment, he was covered in blood, his face was as pale as paper, and even his original powerful mid-stage Nascent Soul realm was gone, leaving only the late-stage Nascent Soul realm.

He tried to escape using a variety of secret techniques with severe side effects, but all his efforts were in vain. By this time, he had exhausted all his tricks.

A flash of purple light appeared, and Ning Fa stood with his hands behind his back, coldly looking at him and saying:

“You gave Ning the chance to commit suicide back then, and now Ning is giving it back to you. You can end your own life now.”

Yan Jingchen took a deep breath, a look of loneliness appearing in his eyes, and sighed:
"I have painstakingly planned for two lifetimes, all for the sake of ascension, but in the end it all came to nothing. But the victor is king and the loser is villain, I accept it."

As he spoke, he slapped his forehead with his palm, and the light in his eyes dimmed instantly. His head drooped, and his life force quickly disappeared.

A generation of heroes fell like this.

Ning Fa's expression was slightly complicated. Yan Jingchen was a formidable enemy. If it weren't for his good fortune, he would have been completely defeated by this man a hundred years ago.

Ning Fa felt a mixture of hatred and admiration for this person.

He slapped his right hand downwards, and with a loud boom, a huge crater appeared nearby.

Ning Fa buried Yan Jingchen's body inside and erected a blank stone tablet on top of it before drifting away.

……

Deep in the desolate sea north of Kowloon Sea lies a hidden island shrouded in thick white mist.

There is a valley on the island surrounded by three mountains, which is emitting a spiritual vein concentration that is just at the fifth level and is still slowly increasing.

There is a spiritual spring in the valley, which is not an ordinary spring water, but a pure spiritual energy that has been transformed into a rich liquid.

Beside the spiritual spring, Su Wanwan was lying comfortably on a bamboo chair, then took out an antique bronze mirror and kissed it hard.
"Little Mirror, Little Mirror, you are really amazing, you can even find such a treasure place."

Hehe, it seems that it won't be long before the concentration of spiritual veins here reaches at least the middle grade of the fifth rank, or even the upper grade of the fifth rank.

This fairy will not go anywhere else; she will stay here and focus on breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage.

"Ningfa, Ningfa, although you have amazing luck, you probably don't know such a treasure land exists, hehe."

At this point, Su Wanwan's pretty face was full of pride. She felt that Xiao Jing had finally stood on her side this time.

She has always kept in mind the hurt caused by Xiao Jing's "betrayal" a hundred years ago.

Just then, a gentle male voice suddenly rang in her ear: "Fellow Daoist Su, it's been a long time. So you're here."

Su Wanwan froze instantly, looking to the side in disbelief. There she saw a young man in silver armor looking at her with a smile on his face. Who else could it be but Ning Fa?

"You...how did you know about this place?" Su Wanwan stammered, her eyes filled with undisguised terror. At the same time, she realized what was happening and looked down at the bronze mirror in her hand. Her eyes widened in shock, and she cried out in her heart, "Little Mirror, did you tell Ning Fa about this place too?"

At this moment, Ning Fa also looked at the bronze mirror in her hand, his eyes flashing slightly. It seemed that this should be the Mi Ling Realm.

He had been wondering why Su Wanwan had such amazing opportunities, and now he realized it was because of this magical treasure.

Su Wanwan realized that her precious bronze mirror had been exposed to Ning Fa, and a great sense of fear rose in her heart, but she dared not put the mirror away for a moment.

Just then, a childish voice rang in her ears: "Wanwan, don't be afraid. You go in first, and I'll chat with Fellow Daoist Ning for a bit."

As soon as the words were spoken, a slightly ethereal figure appeared in the bronze mirror. It was only two feet tall, and although its face was blurry, its curvaceous figure suggested that it was a woman.

"Ah, Xiao Jing, you actually have a spirit!" Su Wanwan exclaimed in surprise.

But as the small figure whispered something in her ear, Su Wanwan obediently walked towards a courtyard in the distance, turning back every step of the way, her face full of worry and reluctance.

Ning Fa looked at the petite female phantom with a strange light in his eyes and solemnly said, "Thank you for saving my life a hundred years ago. May I ask your esteemed name?"

"Fellow Daoist Ning, you can just call me Sangsang."

The woman chuckled and then said somewhat tactfully, "Fellow Daoist Ning, you must have just met Fairy Yuanxing, right? I sensed that she is no longer in this realm. Her injuries must have healed before she was able to break through and leave."

As she spoke, she looked at Ning Fa with eyes full of anticipation.

Ning Fa chuckled and immediately said, "That's right."

Ning has come here now precisely to repay the great kindness of fellow Daoists.

"Fellow Daoist, are you also injured and need my help to recover?"

“Yes!” Sangsang nodded vigorously, then pointed to the Bewitching Mirror next to her. She could see that many runes on the surface of the mirror were worn out.

“Alright, fellow Daoist, please return to your original form first,” Ning Fa nodded.

Immediately, Sangsang transformed into a stream of light and disappeared into the mirror.

Ning Fa's right hand glowed white again, enveloping the mirror. A short while later, as Ning Fa removed his hand, the bronze mirror appeared largely unchanged, but the mysterious runes on its surface had been restored, radiating a mysterious and profound power.

In a flash of inspiration, Sangsang reappeared.

At this moment, she grew from two feet to three feet tall, and her blurry face became clear, revealing the delicate face of a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl.

Her face was full of surprise, and she looked at Ningfa with a mixture of gratitude and fear.

She cupped her hands in a gesture of respect and smiled at Ning Fa, saying, "Thank you, Fellow Daoist Ning, for healing my injuries."

Ning Fa waved his hand: "I am only repaying your kindness, fellow Daoist. You need not be so polite. Now that this matter is settled, I will take my leave."

With that, Ning Fa clasped his hands in a fist salute to Sang Sang, then transformed into a streak of light and vanished in an instant.

As Ning Fa's figure gradually disappeared, Sang Sang hesitated for a moment, but still shook her head.

She longed to stay by Ningfa's side, but the terrifying power emanating from him made her afraid to approach.

Just then, with a whoosh, Su Wanwan rushed over like a rabbit. When she saw that Sangsang was still there, she immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

She was just afraid that Sangsang would leave with Ningfa.

Sangsang looked at Su Wanwan, and a smile immediately appeared on her little face.

Although Su Wanwan was a bit greedy, her personality suited her taste quite well.

Although Su Wanwan's luck cannot compare with Ning Fa's, she may be a better host for him.

She laughed and said, "Wanwan, the plan has changed. You'd better advance to the Nascent Soul stage quickly."

"I'm counting on you to take me to the spirit world and help me find something."

Su Wanwan rushed over and hugged her tightly: "Xiao Jing, don't worry, even if it's a hundred or ten thousand items, I'll help you find them!"

……

Deep in the icy sea north of Kowloon Sea lies the territory of the Ice Phoenix Clan.

Inside a grand, icy palace, a group of high-ranking core members of the Ice Phoenix Clan stood with their hands clasped in front of them, their expressions filled with unease.

On the highest throne in the main hall, a human cultivator clad in silver armor sat, looking at them with a frosty expression and a murderous intent that seemed about to erupt from his eyes.

Although there were more than thirty high-ranking Ice Phoenix Clan members in the hall, all of whom were transformed demon cultivators, and the beautiful young girl in the lead was the new Ice Phoenix Clan Chief Bing Ning, who was also a Nascent Soul demon cultivator, they dared not have any intention of resisting this terrifying human cultivator.

Because this person was none other than Ning Fa, the undisputed number one cultivator in the human realm, who could easily slaughter their Ice Phoenix clan.

Ning Fa originally intended to come to the Ice Phoenix Clan's territory to pick up Xiao Bing, but was told that something had gone wrong during the previous ritual and Xiao Bing had mysteriously disappeared, which enraged him.

At this moment, Bing Ning took a deep breath: "Fellow Daoist Ning, please calm down."

Based on our speculation, Xiao Bing was most likely directly guided to the headquarters of the Ice Phoenix Clan in the Spirit Realm.

Fellow Daoist Ning may not know that our clan relies on a special Phoenix Essence for survival, and high-ranking clansmen must rely on this to advance their ranks.

The power of the Phoenix Essence is generally bestowed upon the upper realm through a special altar, with some being granted every hundred years.

The trouble we faced before was because this altar suddenly lost its ability to communicate with the upper realm.

This happened twice. The first time, Ancestor Bingchen repaired it using a special method, which allowed him to re-establish contact with the upper realm.

This happened again later, so we wanted to ask Xiaoice for help.

Later, Xiao Bing did indeed help us reconnect with the Upper Realm.

However, it seems highly likely that Xiao Bing displayed great talent and was valued by the upper realm, so it was taken away directly at a great cost.

If I utter even the slightest lie, may I die from the reversal of my frozen meridians!

In the end, Bing Ning even made a solemn vow against her inner demons.

Ning Fa frowned.

In fact, he could feel that his mental connection with Xiaobing was still there, but it was very weak, and it seemed that she was indeed no longer in this world.

We can only try to find it after we ascend to the spirit world.

Thinking of this, Ning Fa breathed a sigh of relief, then flipped his right hand, took out a special blood-red parchment scroll, and coldly said to Bing Ning and the others:

"Sign your names on this Book of Blood and Guarantee that your Ice Phoenix Clan will not be enemies of my Ning Family, the Ziyin Immortal Dynasty, or the Fuling Palace in the future."

The Ice Phoenix Clan, led by Bing Ning, were startled, but under Ning Fa's cold gaze, they still signed their names on the parchment scroll, transforming into different Ice Phoenix phantoms.

Then, with a flash of lightning, Ningfa vanished.

(End of this chapter)