Ling Tian Sword God

"Do you know her?"

Qing Luo looked at Ling Chen with surprise. Seeing the expression on his face, she could easily guess that the woman in black before them had a significant relationship with Ling Chen. "Is she by any chance your sweetheart, or a close female friend of sorts?"

"She is my mother," Ling Chen suddenly responded.

The atmosphere abruptly went silent.

"Oh, so she's your mother," Qing Luo forced an awkward smile. "I thought you two looked alike. However, the way you look at her seems… off."

Usually, children look at their mothers with affection, but all Qing Luo could see in Ling Chen's eyes was hatred.

"She killed my father and almost killed me. Do you think I shouldn't hate her?" Ling Chen gritted his teeth.

"Really? She was the one who killed Ling Tianyu?" Qing Luo looked surprised as she gazed at Liu Xiling, who was currently battling the Yin Dragon above the pool. In her impression, Ling Tianyu's power was already remarkable. He was the strongest and most talented person she had ever seen in the Five Kingdoms. She had not expected that this formidable man had been killed by a woman, who also happened to be his wife.

Perhaps only the person closest to him had a chance to kill him. After some thought, Qing Luo came to terms with it and then shrugged helplessly. "Well, this is complicated. I thought that if she was your mother, we could have easily gotten the Yin Dragon Essence Blood. I didn't expect your relationship to be so poor. Looks like we'll have to resort to more drastic measures."

With these words, a hint of combat intent surged in her eyes.

"By the way, your mother... Liu Xiling, what exactly is her intention in fighting this Yin Dragon?" Qing Luo pondered, her face serious.

Ling Chen's expression darkened slightly. "I don't know, but it's definitely not for anything good. We can't let her succeed."

"Then let's wait. Let them weaken the Yin Dragon first, then we'll make our move." Qing Luo waved her hand, signaling Ling Chen to stay hidden and calm.

At this point, the battle above the pool had reached a fever pitch.

Over the pool, a furious shout suddenly erupted from Liu Xiling's mouth. Her techniques immediately shifted, and her Bewitching Sword, emitting a bizarre aura, blasted out like lightning towards the Yin Dragon. Its passage left a deep trench nearly a thousand feet wide on the water's surface!

Heaven and earth quaked. Facing Liu Xiling's powerful attack, even the mighty Level 4 Exotic Beast, the Yin Dragon, showed alarm in its massive eyes. It roared in response, and strange black light emanated from its two dark horns.

WHOOSH!

The black Sword Light of the Bewitching Sword flew as fast as thunder. Ling Chen merely saw a flash of light. When he refocused, the Sword Light had already reached the space above the Yin Dragon.

ROAR!

A savage roar bellowed from the Yin Dragon's mouth as the black light from its horns grew increasingly dense. Finally, a massive beam of black light, over a hundred feet large, shot out explosively from its horns and collided fiercely with Liu Xiling's Sword Light!

BOOM!

The cataclysmic sound at that moment nearly deafened Ling Chen. The ground trembled, the entire pool seemed to turn upside down, and giant cracks rapidly spread across the earth.

"Filthy beast, break!" Liu Xiling's slender figure soared into the air. She pointed with her delicate fingertips, and black True Qi surged violently, forming a beam of light that shot from her fingertips into the Bewitching Sword. The sword suddenly grew sharper, actually splitting the massive black radiance and ruthlessly striking the Yin Dragon's body.

CLANG!

Dazzling sparks flew. Faced with such a powerful attack, the Yin Dragon's body actually bent under the pressure, and a ghastly wound appeared on it.

CRACK!

Dragon scales shattered, and crimson dragon blood spurted from the wound.

The Yin Dragon is injured! Seeing the fresh blood gushing from the Yin Dragon's wound, Ling Chen desperately wished he could rush forward and collect it all. However, he could only restrain himself. This isn't the best time to act yet.

ROAR!

The excruciating pain completely triggered the Yin Dragon's ferocity. Its giant eyes seethed with a frantic red light. It thrashed about madly, and an exceptionally powerful glow once again erupted from its dragon horns, blasting the Bewitching Sword above its head away.

BOOM BOOM BOOM!

In the middle of the pool, a huge whirlpool hundreds of feet across was violently torn open. The potent True Qi shrouding the Bewitching Sword was also forcefully dispersed.

The Bewitching Sword, now devoid of its light, was flung back into Liu Xiling's hand. As her fair palm caught it, her body trembled slightly, and her face turned considerably paler. Clearly, the Yin Dragon's backlash was powerful.

"Join forces to suppress it!"

Liu Xiling remained still, but the other four Experts she had brought from the Saint Witch Religion sprang into action. Forming seals with both hands, they channeled their True Qi into the Talismans they held. Faintly, the True Qi condensed, forming a pentagram of light with the Yin Dragon locked firmly at its center.

BANG BANG!

Trapped by the pentagram Array Formation, the Yin Dragon thrashed madly within the narrow area, constantly pounding against the light formation and generating muffled thuds.

The force of these impacts placed immense pressure on the four Experts from the Saint Witch Religion, and their faces also turned pale.

"To think they would actually attempt to capture this Yin Dragon alive. What a bold idea," Qing Luo remarked, somewhat taken aback, as she seemed to discern the intentions of Liu Xiling and the others.

"Capture the Yin Dragon alive? Is the Saint Witch Religion plotting something?" Ling Chen wore a thoughtful expression.

Qing Luo shook her head. "Killing an Exotic Beast like the Yin Dragon might be relatively simple, but capturing it alive is extremely difficult. Beasts possessing Dragon Blood are innately proud and unlikely to be captured by humans."

At this time, Liu Xiling struck again with her sword. She seemed to tread on empty air, her figure flickering continuously, moving incredibly fast as if teleporting. Each movement was accompanied by a sword strike. In an instant, she had unleashed nine beams of Sword Light.

The nine beams of Sword Light struck the Yin Dragon's body in succession, forcing it back into the small pentagram area. Then, Liu Xiling extended her fair left hand, and a blood-red Talisman materialized. She pressed her palm onto the Bewitching Sword, and the blood-red Talisman quickly merged into the blade.

SWOOSH!

With a single slash, a monumental True Qi Sword Light transformed into a gigantic ancient altar. Liu Xiling herself leaped lightly, landing atop the altar as it descended like a meteor.

BANG!

The altar landed on the Yin Dragon's head with a force like Mount Tai crashing down. The Yin Dragon let out a pitiful cry, its massive body slammed into the water, sending up a huge splash.

"Now! Tighten the Array Formation!" After using this move, Liu Xiling's face was also extremely pale. Clearly, unleashing such a technique had consumed a great deal of her energy. If they wanted to capture the Yin Dragon, this was the best opportunity.

"It's our turn now." Seeing that the Yin Dragon was about to be completely suppressed, a smile touched Qing Luo's lips.