Savoring Ling Yuelan's words, Ding Meng could not help but fall into deep thought.
Ling Yuelan smiled: "This chaotic world has arrived, the heaven's chosen one should bear the responsibility."
Ding Meng was a little surprised: "Sovereign also knows about the heaven's chosen one?"
Ling Yuelan said leisurely: "The Great Wei Dynasty uses the Holy Tree as a symbol to stand on this continent, there is more than one heaven's chosen one. Doesn't my Celestial Heavens Gate also have the protection of the Holy Tree?
Back then, Long Yao was the heaven's chosen one, following you down the mountain was within my expectations. She died in battle on the western border, so it can be said that she got what she wanted. If you leave my Gate today, you will also leave as the heaven's chosen one. "
Ding Meng said: "Will I also die in the end?"
Ling Yuelan shook her head and said: "This is not something I can predict. I can only say that I can tell you everything I know."
Ding Meng said respectfully: "Please speak, Sovereign!"
Ling Yuelan said word by word: "Three days later, in the Tian Family's manor on the outskirts of Tianjing, Tianqing will hold his one hundred and thirty-fifth birthday banquet."
Ding Meng was shocked: "Sovereign also knows about what happened back then?"
Ling Yuelan sighed: "It's a pity that our sect does not accept male disciples, otherwise, I would have let that brat surnamed Zheng enter the sect back then, and not let him step onto the path of no return. If he did not die, how could Yu Xingyang have been involved in this? If Yu Xingyang had not been involved in this, how could Long Yao have followed him down the mountain? Everything is a cycle of karma, a dream, a fog, a void, because my heart is moved, an illusion is born, causing me to enter a dream …"
Ding Meng once again savored her words, and slowly cupped his hands: "Thank you for telling me, Sovereign."
Ling Yuelan looked at him: "Are you ready to leave?"
Ding Meng nodded. This matter had been buried in his heart for thirty-five years, a past he had never wanted to look back on, but today it was time to end it.
Ling Yuelan said again: "You plan to leave just like that?"
Ding Meng asked in surprise, "Sect Master, do you have any other orders?"
Ling Yuelan's turbid eyes suddenly shot out a ray of light: "Is my Celestial Heavens School a place where you can come and go as you please?"
Ding Meng's eyes also flashed with a glimmer of brilliance. "Sect Master, are you going to teach me something?"
"I don't dare!"
Ling Yuelan said in a deep voice, "The royal family of today is no longer the royal family of the past. If you can't even go down the Sacred Mountain, then I don't think you need to go to the Tian family's manor. Anyway, you will die if you go there. If you die there, you won't even have a burial place like the smelly ditch. If you die in my Immortal Sect, I will definitely bury you."
Ding Meng's heart skipped a beat. He immediately nodded and said, "Okay, please show me your moves."
Only then did Ling Yuelan look around and say in a dignified voice: "Everyone, step down!"
Dozens of disciples immediately retreated, keeping a distance of 20 meters away from the martial arts field. The purpose of this was to prevent the two from injuring the bystanders.
According to the rules of the Da Sheng Kingdom, Ding Meng took the initiative to walk to the center of the martial arts practice field.
Ling Yuelan slowly stood up. At this moment, she no longer had that old and decrepit look on her face. Her entire body was emitting a brilliant luster, like a treasured blade that was about to be unsheathed. In fact, she had been cultivating wholeheartedly all these years, hiding her strength and biding her time.
Ding Meng did not dare to underestimate her. This Sect Master Ling Xian's cultivation was actually close to the level of an interstellar warrior. To be honest, to be able to cultivate to this level in the Da Sheng Kingdom was simply a miracle. And now that Ding Meng's injuries had not healed, he was only at the level of a beginner warrior. If they were to really fight, it was hard to say who would win.
Ling Yuelan stared at Ding Meng, and suddenly reached out her hand: "Saber!"
Immediately, a disciple walked over with an exquisite tray. Lying on the tray was Ling Xian's saber. The dark green scabbard was inlaid with seven pearls, and the resplendent brilliance had already caused the entire martial arts practice field to pale in comparison.
Ling Yuelan reached out to hold the saber, and carefully stared at the scabbard: "Ever since Long Yao fell, this saber has not been unsheathed for more than twenty years. Today's battle, you can be proud of it. My Immortal Sect's treasured saber slaughters the world's ugliness, sweeping away all the bandits in the world, complementing your hero's saber."
Ding Meng was filled with respect: "Thank you!"
Ling Yuelan continued: "Yu Xingyang regards you as his successor. I believe you have learned something over the years."
Ding Meng said leisurely: "The Formless Divine Saber is indeed worthy of its good name."
Ling Yuelan's face darkened: "Where's your saber?"
Ding Meng was very calm: "The saber is here!"
Ling Yuelan frowned: "Where is the saber?"
Ding Meng said leisurely: "It's everywhere!"
This was very similar to the battle between Yu Xingyang and Long Yao, but the answer was completely different.
Ling Yuelan said: "Good, it seems like your saber technique is far stronger than Yu Xingyang's."
Ding Meng had already activated his Origin Energy. His palms pulled across the air, and a straight and bright long saber suddenly appeared in his palms. It looked like a Tang saber, but in reality, it looked more like an ancient sword.
Ling Yuelan gestured: "Please!"
Ding Meng said: "Please!"
With a "Qiang" sound, like the roar of a dragon, the saber was unsheathed.
This was the first time Ji Chenxue saw the real Ling Xian Saber. At this moment, the saber's body was not simply emitting light. It was practically a solid seven-colored brilliance, comparable to the rays on a starship.
Ling Yuelan's real body was also gone. In mid-air, a white cloud appeared, like a beautiful gauze curtain. Countless grain-sized astral winds howled out of the curtain and swept towards Ding Meng like a tidal wave.
Seeing Ling Xian personally make a move, Ji Chenxue realized that her foundation was more solid than any of the warriors in the Federal Empire. These ice-type astral winds had been trained to the point where they were like liquid, and not just simply freezing the opponent. Just this point alone was shocking enough.
Strangely, Ding Meng stood there without moving, allowing the ice-type Origin Energy to hit his body. Soon, his entire body was wrapped in a dark blue bubble, like a human specimen in amber.
Ji Chenxue might not know what kind of saber technique this was, but the hearts of everyone present were clear. This was the first move of the Ling Xian Saber Technique, "Cold River Asks Snow".
This kind of saber technique focused on lightness, elegance, and ease. After it was displayed, it was as beautiful as a painting, dazzling the eyes of others. Just as one was stunned by this beauty, one would fall. In other words, as long as one could display it, it would be very difficult for the opponent to resist.
Back then, when Yu Xingyang fought Long Yao, he knew this principle very well, so he used the "Stop Killing" method. If you want to use it, I will make it so that you can't draw your saber.
Now that they saw Ding Meng frozen into a bubble, many disciples of the Celestial Heavens Sect were whispering. Almost everyone thought that Ding Meng was finished. Even Ling Yuelan was a little surprised: Do you want to die?
But seeing that Ding Meng was still blinking in the bubble, Ling Yuelan couldn't help but be surprised. This was not Ding Meng taking it head-on, this was Ding Meng respecting her generation's senior, and not taking the initiative to make things difficult for her.
At this moment, Ling Yuelan felt a huge sense of danger, because Ding Meng's counterattack was bound to be terrifying.
Sure enough, Ding Meng flew up with the bubble, and the light sword in his hand suddenly stabbed out lightly. This was the Heavenly Sword Thirteen Styles. It looked very casual, but every sword was an elite killer.
Ding Meng, who was flying in the air, slowly stabbed out three times in a row. Not only did the bubble disappear, but the light sword also produced circles of white light. Under the catalysis of the powerful heat energy, the curtain created by Ding Meng's saber disintegrated bit by bit, until it disappeared without a trace. Ling Yuelan's real body was floating in the air.
Seeing that Ding Meng's ordinary sword style actually had such a strong power, Ling Yuelan was also shocked. She no longer planned to use the second or third style, she knew that these ordinary moves were useless against Ding Meng.
Ling Yuelan gritted her teeth, raised her saber and slashed towards Ding Meng's head. Ding Meng's saber actually expanded by several times in an instant, like a huge wall smashing down on Ding Meng. Ding Meng held the sword hilt with one hand, and used the tip of the sword to fiercely push upwards.
"Bang — — —"
The two powerful forces collided, and a large amount of energy fluctuations and water vapor immediately spread out in all directions. This was the fusion of ice and fire, the most direct collision of strength.
Ling Yuelan's goal was obvious. She deliberately wanted to test Ding Meng's true strength.
Ten seconds later, she knew that she was wrong. Ding Meng's light sword was still overflowing with light, and it was as steady as a rock. However, Ding Meng's saber was gradually shrinking in size. Not only was Ding Meng's heat energy endless, it was also very strong, and the aura was incomparably dense. This was impossible to achieve without hundreds of years of accumulation.
However, Ding Meng was only in his early forties. How did he cultivate such pure energy?
In fact, this had something to do with Ding Meng's experience. Ding Meng was not using the Divine Light energy right now, but was using actual Thermal Energy. And this Thermal Energy was quickly absorbed during the three years on Planet Extreme Flame. This was completely different from Ling Yuelan who had been building a car behind closed doors in the Sacred Mountain for so many years.
Seeing that Ling Xian's saber was about to be beaten back to its original form, Ling Yuelan once again flew to a higher place. A dazzling brilliance shot straight into the sky. In the sky, numerous human figures appeared and disappeared, and a woman wearing a pure white robe and a pure white veil shuttled through the curtain of white fog. Her figure was graceful, and her charm was boundless, as if a fairy had descended to the mortal world. Her bearing was different, and her charm was endless. Numerous immortal lights flowed among her. This scene was like a fairy descending to the mortal world, intoxicating. This was the strongest move of the saber technique, "Mysterious Lady of the Nine Heavens".
Long Yao had used this move before, and Ding Meng had also used it during the Fengyun Great Assembly. Now that Ling Yuelan was using it personally, it was even more shocking. This fairy mirror almost completely covered the entire arena. Even Ji Chenxue felt a piercing pain in his eyes. The other disciples of the Celestial Heavens Gate retreated far away, and no one could open their eyes.
However, Ding Meng did not respond. He somersaulted in the air and landed steadily. The light sword also retracted into his palm. He looked very calm, as if he did not care about the beautiful scene in the sky at all.
When he landed, all the fairy mirror images miraculously disappeared. Ling Yuelan's real body reappeared. She also slowly landed in the center of the arena.
Ding Meng lowered his head and cupped his hands. "Thank you senior for your guidance!"
Ling Yuelan stared at him. "Why didn't you counterattack?"
Ding Meng smiled. "Senior's strength is extraordinary, I admit defeat!"
Ling Yuelan stared at him for a long time, and suddenly sighed. "Yu Xingyang and Long Yao are too far away from you …"
She paused for a moment, and continued to sigh. "I am also too far away from you!"
When these words came out, the surrounding people all had expressions of disbelief. The Sect Leader actually admitted defeat and lowered his head. This was simply unbelievable.