"If you spare me, I can work as an ox or a horse for you.

Ling Tian felt his consciousness slipping away and begged for mercy in horror.

The saint's posture suddenly disappeared, and only an unwilling emotion lingered in Ling Tian's heart.

Years of planning, just for today, never thought that the boat would capsize in the gutter.

His plan was so smooth, he should have been resurrected and proud of the world.

How could he die in such a humble manner?

If I had known that it would disappear like this, it would be better to leave the inheritance to future generations.

"A majestic saint actually made such a gesture of begging for mercy."

Lu Chen sneered, extremely disdainful.

Ling Tian was stunned, and after a while he let out a long sigh: "It's up to people to plan things, and it's up to God to make things happen. If God doesn't give it to me, there's nothing I can do!"

Having said that, he gave up any resistance and begged for mercy, and his will collapsed.

And all the mental power he left behind was quickly absorbed by Lu Chen.

Taking this opportunity, Lu Chen immediately entered the small world and began to refine the spiritual power of the saint wholeheartedly.

…

When Lu Chen was practicing quietly alone.

In the Saint's Hall, Shi Daoxiong and others stood blankly, still in a daze.

When they heard Lu Chen say, "Stop him quickly," they were all at a loss.

Because they can't see anything, how to stop it?

He could only watch Lu Chen nervously arranging the formation, and finally Lu Chen used the formation to wrap himself in it.

I don't know what I'm doing in there.

But no matter what, the Saint's Palace finally returned to peace.

The terrifying pressure of the Saint has also disappeared, and as for the Saint's realm, it has also disappeared long ago.

The geniuses who were still alive all breathed a sigh of relief.

Those who could move immediately stood up and ran outside the Saint's Hall.

Some even ran out of the core hall directly, which shows how frightening this place is for him.

As for those geniuses who could not move, they asked: "Palace Master, can you take us out of here?"

"Okay, okay, I'll take everyone away and let everyone heal their injuries quickly."

The master of the main hall said quickly, feeling extremely shocked.

The geniuses of the core hall are not bad at all.

Some powerful people, no matter their background, their strength is even similar to that of their palace master.

However, they were all made to look like this.

What happened to this Saint's Palace?

Why was the statue broken, and why was Lu Chen so nervous about arranging the formation?

And why is this young man, whom I have never seen before, hanging in the air?

Even though his body was in a state of disrepair, he was still alive.

What's even weirder is that his body actually began to recover, and the recovery speed was not slow. The growth of flesh and blood was visible to the naked eye.

Who is this young man?

Although the three palace masters were shocked, they did not panic, but kindly moved the geniuses out of the Saint's Palace.

As for Ling Zhiyun hanging in the void, everyone did not move him and just watched his changes.

As time goes by, the Saint's Palace becomes calmer and calmer. Except for Ling Zhiyun in the sky who is still breeding flesh and blood, there is no turmoil here.

After some time, Ling Zhiyun's body fully recovered.

He fell from the air, but landed smoothly without any injuries.

It was obvious that he no longer had a trace of cultivation, but his physical strength made him feel extremely excited.

"Is this the bloodline of the Witch Clan?"

Ling Zhiyun's chest was full of blood. He didn't know whether it was because of excitement or because he had more blood from the Witch Clan than others.

In short, he looked excited and wanted to roar.

Seeing Ling Zhiyun's recovery, Elder Mao Yuan and the Third Hall Master finally saw clearly who he was.

When Lu Chen surrendered to Gongsun You, the three palace masters heard Lu Chen's introduction and knew that this was Ling Zhiyun, the twelfth prince of the Daling Dynasty.

"Twelve princes?"

The master of the third hall, Daoxiong, asked cautiously.

Ling Zhiyun quickly put back his desire to scream and said: "It's me. I've met the three hall masters."

Shi Daoxiong said: "Did the twelfth prince come here with Lu Chen?"

"Yes, I saw this old gentleman just now. It was Lu Chen who brought me here."

Ling Zhiyun explained.

Mao Yuan nodded: "That's right. But what happened?"

Ling Zhiyun shook his head: "I don't know the details. By the way, where is brother Lu Chen?"

He is not a fool, how could he say that he has the blood of the Witch Clan?

Only Chase Lu knows about this. He believes in Chase Lu, but not others.

But where did Brother Lu Chen go?

Shi Daoxiong said: "Lu Chen should be recovering from his injuries. He has arranged a formation around himself, so we can't see what's going on inside."

"I have only heard of this Lu Chen, but I didn't expect that he is actually a top formation master."

The main hall master stared at the formation and sighed in shock.

The second hall master was a taciturn middle-aged man. He shook his head and said, "I'm afraid it's not just the formation master."

"You mean the formation king? It's impossible."

Shi Daoxiong shouted in disbelief.

The King of Formation, what a rare person he is, so rare.

It can be said that it is rare to see it for thousands of years.

You must know that even the Mighty Empire only has one half-step formation king who can infinitely approach the formation king.

Speaking of the real formation king, it is estimated that there is only one person in the entire Xuanwu Continent, or even no one at all.

Array King, this is another realm of transcendence!

I'm afraid that the rules of the Xuanwu Continent are not enough to give birth to such a powerful warrior.

But no matter what, Lu Chen's formation is indeed extraordinary.

None of them could penetrate Lu Chen's formation, which shows how shielding this formation is.

"Let's wait for brother Lu Chen to heal his injuries. I guess brother Lu Chen has realized the holy power."

Ling Zhiyun said and sat down cross-legged himself.

His cultivation was abolished by Ling Tian.

But the meridians, bones, and blood vessels were all reorganized and perfectly integrated with the bloodline of the Witch Clan.

In other words, he now not only has the blood of Ling Tian's Saint, but also the blood of the Witch Clan.

With these two bloodlines fused together, his future is limitless!

Even if you don't have the slightest bit of cultivation now, don't worry.

Because you can practice at the fastest speed, you can return to the peak of your previous cultivation level in a short time, and go further and become stronger!

"The Wu Clan's bloodline has its own body-training techniques inherited, and our Ling family also has the saint's techniques inherited from Ling Tian."

Ling Zhiyun was thinking in his mind.

The so-called Saint Cultivation Techniques, they, the Ling Clan, have long had, but unfortunately they are only incomplete techniques that have been handed down, and some of them were snatched away by the Xiongwu Empire.

But even so, it is still many times more powerful than the external techniques.

This time, he was a blessing in disguise. Not only did he obtain the bloodline of the Witch Clan, he also activated and reorganized the bloodline of the Saint with the help of Ling Tian.

There happens to be Ling Tian’s original inherited skills in his bloodline.

So what are you waiting for?
To be continued...