Chapter 27: Heaven-shaking Fury!

  Yi Qian's current strength, at the peak of the 9th rank, can fully exert his spatial power to the extreme. Even a casual strike from him would be fatal to Tian Ye Yun, who has just broken through to the peak and is still exploring the boundaries of spatial power.

  The dark sky, due to this drastic change attack, this area had a moment of death-like stillness, the surrounding space was distorted, forming small-scale spatial turbulence, only the sound of crackling explosions could be heard.

  Below, the four major family disciples saw Ling Wusuo cover her head and rush into the area where the remaining ripples had not yet dissipated. Instantly, their entire hearts were lifted up. However, at such a rapid speed, she flashed by in an instant, and here, no one could stop her.

  "Musou Miss!"

  "My goodness, Musou Miss is in danger!"

  Everyone was so shocked that they couldn't even think, their hearts suddenly shrinking.

  Heavenly Night Emperor was already at the peak of the Divine Realm, and even he couldn't withstand a single blow from this old thing. Miss Unparalleled rushed up like that, wasn't she seeking death?!

  At this time, in the hearts of the four major family disciples, Ling Wushuang's strength was still at the level of a 9th-grade saint two months ago. Seeing Ling Wushuang rush over, they were naturally worried.

  However, in the midst of everyone's panic, it seemed that they had forgotten that not far away, a giant black pit, Lin was being beaten to the ground by Ling Wu Shuang and was screaming hysterically.

  "Peerless, is it really Peerless? Has Peerless returned?" The old man patted the dust off his body, and just as he came to his senses, his granddaughter's figure vanished before his eyes. For a moment, he was stunned in place, dazed and confused, thinking he had just imagined it.

  "It's done!" Ling Moqiu saw a red flash burst into the rolling night sky, and his heart skipped a beat.

  Musou is too impulsive!

  "Peerless, come back!" Ling Moqiu's mind buzzed with a loud noise, and in the next second, he was about to rush out, his mind only having one thought: even if he were to be torn to pieces, Peerless couldn't have anything happen to him!

  "Fourth Uncle Ling!" Ji Yun's eyes were quick and her hands were fast, grabbing hold of Ling Moqiu. In her bright and handsome eyes, a deep and mysterious light flashed, indicating for him to look at the muddy Saint Lin, "Fourth Uncle Ling, calm down, don't worry, Wu Shuang is fine."

  Musou almost killed the quasi-god Saint Lin with a single blow, so her strength must have reached an extremely terrifying level, although it's somewhat hard to believe!

  "Uh, Ling Wu Xiong should be fine." Zhan Xiuyi also nodded quickly. Just now, he was the closest to Ling Wu Xiong. Although his conjecture in his heart had not been confirmed, he had seen a lot.

  Ling Moqiu stiffened slightly, and it wasn't until now that he came back to his senses. However, after seeing Sheng Lin's situation clearly, he was shocked again, his eyes darting towards the night sky, although still filled with deep worry, but no longer with the previous urgency.

  "Ling Wu Shuang... " Yi Qian stroked his two-inch-long mustache and chuckled softly.

  As expected, he was forced out. He wanted to see what made Ling Wu Shuang so special and whether it was worth his trouble!

  Ling Wushuang hurried back without stopping, still dressed as a young man in black robes, but her speed was extremely fast, and she had already plunged into the turbulent space-time vortex that resembled rolling dark clouds. Yi Qian naturally didn't see clearly and didn't recognize him either.

  The elders of the four major families, with thousands and tens of thousands of eyes, were all staring at Mo Kong with bated breath, for Ling Wusuo and Tian Yeyun.

  "Boom!"

  In the midst of that dark region, a crimson glow suddenly flashed, like scarlet lightning tearing through the night sky. In less than a few seconds, the chaotic turbulence dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye, disappearing completely.

  "Boom!"

  A cluster of crimson fireballs, hurtling towards the location of the four major families, cut through the dark night sky with an extremely beautiful arc, like a meteor from outside the sky, flashing by and crashing down to the ground with a loud bang.

  "Boom!"

  The flat ground immediately burst out with huge cracks, like a giant spider web, rapidly extending outward!

  The red glow disappeared, the dust did not disperse, revealing a black and a green, two figures.

  "Teacher Tianye!"

  "Good evening, sir!"

  After everyone slightly dodged, they rushed to that place in a swarm, the dense crowd of people, with three layers inside and three layers outside, tightly surrounded the two who had appeared, their mouths filled with anxious worried voices.

  "Teacher, teacher!" Ling Wu Shuang supported Tian Ye Yun's back, and in her clear eyes, a faint crimson color flashed.

  "Tiān Yè Lǎo Shī" Jī Yún Yáng pushed through the crowd and rushed to the side of the black-robed youth who was emitting a cold aura, and after seeing Tiān Yè's situation, his handsome eyes violently trembled, revealing a shocking anger!

  Heavenly Night Cloud's entire body was clad in a sky-blue robe, stained with bloodstains, his scattered black hair disheveled and covering his handsome face, the crimson bloodstain at the corner of his mouth almost dyeing his front lapel red, those eyes that were always filled with warmth and gentleness tightly shut.

  Breathless, life hangs in the balance.

  "Teacher!" Ling Wu's eyes turned bright red, her heart filled with furious anger almost drowning her. She hastily flipped her hand and took out a Shen Yuan Dan, stuffing it into Tian Ye Yun's mouth. Her pale, slender fingers couldn't suppress the slight trembling.

  "Master Tianye", Ji Yunyang knelt beside Tianye's body, one hand grasping his back, seeing that his weak breathing could stop at any moment, her heart racing with anxiety, murmuring: "I hope it's useful, it'll be fine, it'll be fine"

  The peerless elixir was always very useful, and this pill was much more potent than any he had seen before, it would definitely be of use.

  "Cough..."

  A low, muffled cough, and another streak of blood appeared on the edge of his lips, but in the next second, he slowly opened his tightly closed eyes.

  "Teacher!" Ling Wu's voice was slightly trembling.

  At the sound of this familiar voice, Tianye Yunmo's eyes trembled slightly, and his somewhat unfocused pupils slowly converged on the black-robed youth in front of him. The anxious expression on that face paused for a moment before a hint of a smile emerged, accompanied by a gentle, slightly hoarse voice, "Little girl..."

  The heavenly night cloud wanted to breathe, but no matter how hard it tried, it couldn't muster up any energy. The collapse of the divine aura in his dantian also made him realize that his time was running out.

  "Little girl, I am Tianye Yun, having you as my disciple for a lifetime is enough for me..."

  The night sky's hazy gaze, gazing at the black-robed youth in front of him, the smile with blood-stained lips, still gentle as ever, the blood-stained sky-blue long shirt, couldn't conceal his innate noble and elegant demeanor.

  "Teacher!"

  As she watched the night clouds close in again, Ling Wushuang's heart skipped a beat, anxiety, anger, fear... all sorts of uneasy emotions surged out, instantly making her eyes redden, and even, tears began to well up.

  "Ah!" Ling Wushuang's low and muffled voice was like that of a wounded beast.

  It's all her fault! If she had come back just a little earlier, just that little bit, Teacher Tianye wouldn't have gotten into trouble. It's all her fault, it's all her fault!

  "Teacher Tianye!"

  "Good heavens!"

  A faint, mournful howl echoed through the surroundings.

  "Unparalleled......" Ling Tian walked to the back of Ling Wusuo, patted the stiff shoulder of his granddaughter, his face calm as water, but also filled with sorrow.

  Ling Mo Qiu slowly shook his head, standing silently in place. He also knew that Tian Ye Da Ren had sacrificed himself to protect the four families, and Wu Shuang would be more painful than anyone else, fearing that he would feel guilty for a lifetime.

  "Teacher......" Ling Wu's hand, hanging at his side, slowly clenched into a fist, almost imperceptibly trembling, the fine blue veins, from under that pale skin, gradually bulging out.

  Mingxi Building's timely rescue, Canaan Academy's meticulous teaching, and constant heartfelt care, sparing no effort to protect the four major families... Tianye Yun, in Ling Wushuang's heart, is not only a mentor, but even like a father, giving her warmth, giving her love, with a status that is by no means inferior to Ling Er Tian.

  At this moment, the Great General of the Temple was still standing in mid-air, looking down at the back of the black-robed youth with a hint of puzzlement, stroking his beard with one hand and furrowing his steel-like eyebrows together.

  How did he feel that this figure and this voice were somewhat familiar?

  "Where have I seen it before?" This puzzlement temporarily attracted Yi Qian's attention.

  "Unmatched, Unmatched, don't be in a hurry." Although Ji Yunyang was also heartbroken, seeing the expressionless Ling Wudou, he couldn't help but take a cold breath.

  Ji Yunyang forced herself to calm down, while her mind was in a mess, she hastily comforted, "Tian Ye teacher still has a hint of breath left, his divine consciousness hasn't completely dissipated, there must be a way, you have to believe in yourself, there will be a way, don't rush..."

  However, as he spoke further, Ji Yunyang increasingly felt a lack of confidence and found it difficult to convince even himself.

  Finally, Ji Yunyang let out a long sigh, pursed his lips, and slowly came to a stop, silently staring at Ling Wushuang. His handsome face couldn't find any of its usual playfulness, no frown, his expression was heavy with pain.

  Although Master Tiān Yè still had a hint of breath left, they all knew that such severe injuries were beyond recovery. If it weren't for the lifesaving pill from Wú Shuāng, which temporarily preserved a wisp of life, Master Tiān Yè would have probably died on the spot.

  Ling Wusuo's mouth corners slowly hooked out a gentle smile, yet for no reason, it made the people around him tremble slightly.

  "Sheng Lin, Yi Qian, Sheng Tang......" Ling Wu Shuang handed the lifeless Tian Ye Yun over to Ji Yun Yang and the surrounding Zhan Xiu and others, slowly standing up, his eyes gathering an unprecedented fury.

  "Whoosh——"

  She turned around, and the fire wings behind her quickly popped out. With a whooshing sound, a red light flashed in the night sky, and Ling Wu's figure appeared high up in the air, standing on nothing, steadily standing in front of Yi Qian.

  "Unparalleled!"

  Ling Tian and Ling Moqiu, among others, were unable to stop it, nor could they bear to watch. They hastily stepped forward, their hearts suddenly tightening as they gazed up at the figure in the night sky.

  Even the clouds in the sky for several days and nights are no match for this person, let alone the unparalleled one!

  Ling Lao Yezi gritted his teeth fiercely, he actually hoped that Wú Shuāng didn't come back today, and could thus escape this calamity!

  "Jun Ling!"

  As soon as he saw Ling Wu Shuang's appearance, Yi Qian let out a sharp cry like a ghost. He slightly opened his mouth, his square face stiffened, and his eyes widened in disbelief. He pointed at her with his hand, and with a somewhat angry tone, shouted, "You little brat, who are you?!"

  Jun Ling, Ling Wu Shuang, who is he!?

  When he asked this question, Yi Qian's heart had already guessed seven or eight layers. Suddenly, he couldn't help but get extremely angry, and for a moment, his face turned extremely ugly. He was actually made a fool of by the stinky little boy in front of him!

  Ling Wu's icy face was cold and stern, her eyes slowly sweeping over the temple as she gazed intently at the tens of thousands of soldiers staring back at her, their gazes devoid of any warmth.

  "Ryūmusō!!" An even louder scream echoed out from a massive crater on the ground.

  Sheng Lin's spine was shattered by a single blow, and he writhed like a dying insect, his eyes fixed on the black-robed youth in the night sky with a fierce glare. "Jun Ling, Ling Wu Shuang, it's actually you! How could it be you!"

  Sheng Lin had almost lost his life, but because Tian Ye was killed by Yun, he felt a little schadenfreude. However, the scene in front of him made him stunned and his heart suddenly cooled down.

  Jun Ling, it turns out you're actually Ling Wushuang!

  Yes, indeed, this familiar outline, such a demonic genius, and similar age... How could he be so foolish as not to suspect, how could he be so foolish as to think that no one would dare to make trouble on the territory of the Holy Temple!

  Everything around was completely ignored by Ling Wu Shuang.

  Indignation fills the sky!

  Abhorrence, world destruction!

  "Sheng Lin, Yi Qian, I will make all of you accompany our teacher in death!"

  The last two words were bitten out in an extremely soft voice.

  "Hmm——"

  A burst of humming noise, a flash of water-colored light in the dark sky, a two-meter-long Ice God's staff appeared in Ling Wu's empty hand, slowly grasped by her, and the chill aura all over her body also suddenly rose to its peak. "Everyone!"

  "You—" Yi Qian's shock in his heart completely surpassed the anger he felt when he heard this sentence, and his tone changed, "Fourth-grade middle-ranking divine being!"

  Jun Ling, no, it's actually Ling Wu Shuang, she has reached the middle stage of a 4th rank divine cultivator!

  Not to mention in this spiritual energy-poor Star Continent, where there are hardly any divine sources of energy, the number of people who can break through to the peak of a Divine Being can be counted on one's fingers. Just saying that Ling Wu Shuang, at his age, is enough to make Yi Qian extremely surprised!

  The four major families below also completely stunned by the words shouted by Yi Qian, and after a moment of reaction, they were overwhelmed with excitement and excitement, temporarily relieving their pain.

  "Peerless Miss, has actually broken through to the Summit of the Divine Realm!"

  "Mid-tier peak god, my heavens!"

  "Two months ago, Miss Wú was a Ninth-Grade Saint, now she's actually...!"

  ……

  The surrounding screams of surprise rose and fell, but as these words poured out, Sheng Lin's already poor complexion changed from green to red and back again, growing whiter and whiter until it was deathly pale.

  In just two short months, Ling Wusuo had actually broken through to the middle stage of the Divine Realm. It goes without saying that the peculiar cultivation environment of the White Tower was undoubtedly one of the most direct conditions for Ling Wusuo's breakthrough.

  Thinking of this, Sheng Lin's heart was filled with hatred, his whole body trembling with rage, almost fainting.

  How could this be? He actually led the wolf into the room and personally helped Ling Wusuo break through!

  "Ling Wushuang, you despicable scoundrel! You are utterly shameless!" Sheng Lin, who had been lying limp in the massive pit, suddenly sat up with his upper body, his anger and intense pain making him forget his identity as he loudly cursed at the night sky, "You little scoundrel, remember this for me!"

  Youyi Gan was there, and even if Sheng Lin was seriously injured, he seemed fearless. He also thought that it was just because of the sudden situation that Youyi Gan couldn't save him. At this moment, even if Ling Wushuang had reached the peak of a divine being, he still couldn't move him.

  Bing Po's divine staff was grasped firmly in her hand, and she glanced at the Holy Forest with a faint gaze. With a cold hum, she said, "You have the time to shout, but it would be better for you to save your energy and take a good look at the fate of your Holy Temple!"

  Sheng Lin's mind was suddenly struck by a bolt of lightning, and he almost broke his waist in shock. His face turned deathly pale as he endured the intense pain that felt like his spine was shattering, his eyes turning bright red. "Ling Wu Shuang, what have you done?"

  Ling Wushuang has reached the peak of the middle stage, and nearly half of the army in Shengtang has been mobilized by him. Who else in the Holy Palace can stop Ling Wushuang!?

  No, even if she gets rid of the White Tower's seal, with Mei'er around, the Tianjue Extermination Array can still be activated, and the Holy Temple will definitely be fine!

  Sheng Lin was constantly comforting himself in his heart, but he didn't think that if the Tian Gan Mie Sha Da Zhen could trap people, Ling Wu Shuang would still appear here?

  Ling Wushuang's red lips curled into a cold arc, and one sentence broke the fantasy of Sheng Lin, "Don't worry, you'll be meeting them soon."

  Not only Sheng Lin, but today, she wants everyone in the Holy Temple to accompany Tian Ye's teacher to his grave!

  "What do you mean!" Sheng Lin screamed in disbelief, his eyes almost bulging out of their sockets, his entire body stiffening as if petrified. The thousand-year foundation of the Holy Temple was destroyed!? But even at this moment, a glimmer of hope still flickered to life within Sheng Lin's heart...

  "Are you thinking of that old thing?" Ling Wu's next sentence, cold as ice, like a basin of cold water, completely shattered Sheng Lin's only hope. "But it seems he only has this left."

  Sheng Lin gazed at the sky-blue water stone in Ling Wu's hand, his scarlet eyes suddenly trembling, his divine aura... The next second, Sheng Lin completely collapsed, leaving only this thing behind - the divine aura of the Protector of the Palace!

  In other words, the temple was completely destroyed...

  "Has the Holy City been destroyed?" Ji Yunyang and others were also shocked into speechlessness.

  "Divine aura......" Yi Qian saw what was in Ling Wu's hand, and his eyes narrowed slightly. It was actually a high-ranking divine aura, could it be that Ling Wu had killed Sheng Wudi, who was a sixth-rank high-ranking deity?

  "Sheng Lin, keep your eyes wide open and take a good look!" Ling Wu Shuang tightened his grip on the Ice God Staff, the corners of his cherry-red lips curled up into a cruel arc. What could be more devastating than watching one's most precious thing slowly disappear before their very eyes?

  "Ling Wu Shuang..." The purple lips of Holy Lin Youzi trembled, and the whole person was somewhat numb. The White Tower had fallen, the Sacred Palace was destroyed, the Guardian Elder and the Guardian Array were gone... This was equivalent to cutting off the roots of the Sacred Hall, destroying its thousand-year foundation!

  Before Sheng Lin regained consciousness, Ling Wushuang raised the Ice Spirit Staff in his hand, and his body suddenly retreated, drawing a water-blue arc with a destructive aura, which quickly flashed towards the densely packed position of the Holy Temple army!

  No!

  Sheng Lin exerted his last ounce of strength and let out a hysterical roar.

  If these last great armies were gone, he would be a completely isolated and lonely person!