Menglin still didn't know that it would be fine if he didn't return to the Holy City. But once he did, it would cause a terrible disaster.
Or rather, a huge storm was waiting for him.
Menglin, who used the Pan Qi Light Wings to travel, took less than half a month to get close to the Holy City.
Menglin, who could vaguely see the outline of the Holy City, was very excited.
However, there was a faint sense of crisis that involuntarily grew.
"Hmm!"
Meng Lin cried out in bewilderment. He had no choice but to stop. He was astonished!
He knew that this ability to sense danger should be given by Cang Long Stele. Every time this feeling appeared, something bad would always happen.
"What could have happened?"
"Or did something happen to the Distant Cloud Courtyard?"
Menglin was very confused. With his father's status and prestige in the Holy City, there shouldn't be any danger!
He had to be cautious.
While quickly flying to the Holy City, Menglin released his consciousness to the extreme. He really wanted to find someone to ask.
The closer he got to the Holy City, the clearer Menglin felt the danger.
"Ling Xingyue?"
Coincidentally, not far from the north gate of the Holy City, Menglin saw a beautiful figure.
Wasn't she Ling Qinglan's Squire maid?
Whoosh!
Menglin, who was extremely fast, flashed in front of Ling Xingyue and asked anxiously, "Ling Xingyue, did something happen in the Holy City?"
"Ah?"
Seeing Menglin, Ling Xingyue, who was shocked, screamed as if she had seen a ghost.
"Ling Xingyue, what's wrong?
I'm Menglin!
Don't you recognize me? "Menglin, who was getting more and more curious, asked repeatedly.
Ling Xingyue, who almost wanted to escape, clearly felt an extremely strong power exuding from Menglin's body.
It was very real!
"Meng, Meng Lin, didn't you already …" Ling Xingyue was obviously frightened. Her words were a little incoherent.
"Aren't I perfectly fine?
How could he have fallen? "
Menglin, who was extremely anxious, asked repeatedly, "Ling Xingyue, tell me quickly. Did something happen in the Holy City?"
After repeated confirmation, Ling Xingyue discovered that the young man standing in front of her was indeed Menglin.
However, in less than two years, the Menglin in Ling Xingyue's memory was very different. He had become very strange.
The growth in height and the changes in appearance were secondary. What frightened Ling Xingyue the most was the invisible aura emitted from Meng Lin's body. It was like the aura of an ancient beast. It was terrifying.
After a while, Ling Xingyue finally calmed down and said slowly, "Menglin, only twenty-one martial artists came out of the Five Sacred Realms last year. Everyone thought you were dead!"
At this point, Ling Xingyue seemed to have thought of something. She lowered her voice and said quietly, "Recently, it is said that some extremely powerful experts have come to our Holy City and stayed in your Cloud Mansion!"
"Ah?"
Menglin, who had lost his voice, hurriedly asked, "Ling Xingyue, did Dian Zhensheng, Taiwei, Telemark, and Hua Yin come out of the Five Sacred Realms last year?"
"Yes!"
Ling Xingyue nodded and replied, "They have all come back. After going through the trials in the Five Sacred Realms, their strength has become very terrifying!"
Hearing this news, Menglin finally let out a sigh of relief.
Then, Menglin asked a lot of questions related to the Cloud Mansion. However, Ling Xingyue did not know the details at all.
"Thank you!"
After expressing his gratitude, Meng Lin hurriedly rushed towards the city gate. He was anxious to return to the Cloud Distant Courtyard to take a look and see what had happened.
"What a fool!"
Looking at Meng Lin's back, Ling Xingyue muttered softly, "You still don't know, right? Tai Ling 'er and Hua Yin have both become someone's servants!"
"A super expert entered the Cloud Mansion. Who could it be?" Menglin was puzzled as he ran.
Logically speaking, all the experts in the Desolate Land gathered in the Sacred City. The strongest experts in the tribes outside the Desolate Land were just some low-level Transcendent Realm Martial Marquis. How could they be called super experts?
As he approached the Cloud Mansion, he saw the closed main gate at a glance.
At the same time, Menglin vaguely sensed that there were many obscure and tyrannical auras in the Cloud Mansion.
"There really is a super expert here?
Could it be a high-level Transcendent Realm Martial Marquis or a quasi-sage like Prince Zhuo's uncle? "Menglin paused in front of the main gate of the Cloud Mansion with a puzzled face.
Menglin, who was very confident in his own strength, knew that ordinary Transcendent Realm experts were no threat to him at all. He could even contend with some high-level Transcendent Realm Martial Marquis.
Whoosh!
Menglin was too lazy to knock on the door. He directly jumped up and flew over the high outer wall of the Cloud Mansion.
"How dare you barge into the Cloud Mansion and behave so atrociously? You're courting death!"
Before Menglin could land, a muscular figure burst out with a terrifying aura and pounced on Menglin.
"Uncle Zhong Xing?" Menglin hurriedly called out when he recognized the newcomer.
"Young Master!" Uncle Zhong Xing, who was in disbelief, was stunned when he saw Menglin.
Suddenly, a group of people rushed out of the main gate. The leader was Lin Zhenkun.
There was also Lady Meng, Dian Qiang, Dian Zhensheng, Tai Wei, and the delicate Yunke.
Whoosh!
Little Bottle Willow, who had been hiding in the Cloud Mansion for a long time, suddenly used the Void Escape when she sensed Menglin's aura and landed on Menglin's shoulder.
"Master, you're finally back!" Little Bottle Willow, who was crying, seemed to have found her backbone and was incomparably excited.
"Lin'er..."
"Lin'er!"
"Master!"
As Lin Zhenkun and the others exclaimed, Lady Meng could no longer hold back her tears and pounced on Menglin.
Yunke, who was about to rush to Menglin, stopped in her tracks.
"Good!
That's great! "Menglin heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that his family was safe and sound.
However, at that moment, three people walked out of the main tower of the Cloud Mansion.
The leader was an old man with red hair and a red beard. There was a horn on his head and it was obvious that he was not human.
Of the two old men following closely behind him, only one seemed to be a human!
Not only did the three of them exude the terrifying aura of a superior, but their auras were also completely concealed. It was impossible to tell their cultivation level.
"You're Little Menglin? That's great!" The old man with red hair and a horn tried his best to speak in a gentler tone.
However, there was an unconcealable greed in his eyes.
"You are?"
Menglin, who was very cautious, felt an inexplicable sense of threat the moment he saw the three old men.
It was obvious that the cultivation levels of these three old men were very terrifying.
"Menglin, these three are the Saints of the Five Dragon Dojo, the Night World Saint, Saint Yijun, and Saint Qian He."
Lin Zhenkun hurriedly introduced them to Menglin. In his words, he emphasized the words' Five Dragon Dojo ', as if he was reminding him of something.
"Thump!"
Hearing the words' Five Dragon Dojo ', Menglin's heart sank.
He could not help but think of Bai Ye's sacred artifact and the inheritance of Bai Ye's lineage!
What the hell? They actually came to the Holy City!
Meng Lin could tell that his father, Lin Zhenkun, was trying to warn him, but he was extremely curious. How did the three Saints of the Wulong Temple find him?