The most melodramatic rebirth in history

Chapter 259 A Year of Diligent Training, Three Years of Bloody Battle [Part 8]

As for Feng Ling, after completing the mission, he slowly ascended to a height of a thousand meters above Sunset City, overlooking the exquisite pavilions and towers in the city that resembled a painting.

"Yuqing... Ningshuang... why did it end like this? Why is fate so cruel!"

Feng Ling's gaze swept across the location of Miaoyin Pavilion, the Sun family's residence, and the waterway. Every brick, tile, boat, and stream seemed so familiar and welcoming.

The scenes from the past flashed before Feng Ling's eyes like a replay of an image, and he couldn't help but feel saddened.

The secret to tracing back!

Unintentionally, he stopped the power of the ghosts and gods from circulating along the meridians through which the Tracing Technique was performed. Scenes from his memories kept surfacing, as if they were blotting out the sky.

Immediately, the clarity in Feng Ling's eyes was gradually replaced by darkness...

"Wake up!" Sensing the abnormality, Elder Tong, who was cultivating in his sea of ​​consciousness, suddenly opened his eyes. With a light tap of his cane, strange ripples were emitted.

In the next instant, a powerful green light, brimming with vitality, rapidly spread from between Feng Ling's eyebrows, expelling and sealing away the evil energy that had invaded his mind, but it could not dispel it.

"Pfft..." After spitting out a mouthful of blood as black as ink, Feng Ling was pale and weak all over. With the help of Elder Tong, he was able to land safely in a dense forest outside the city and recuperate for a while.

"Thank you, Elder Xie!"

The man in purple returned to normal, rose sadly, and bowed to Elder Tong.

Seeing this, Elder Tong smiled bitterly and said, "The inner demon is not only extremely troublesome, ubiquitous, and impossible to guard against, but it also ignores the patient's cultivation level."

Originally, you could have resisted it with your own willpower and willpower, but lately you've been constantly thinking about people and things, which allowed your inner demons to take advantage of your weakness! It's been a real hardship for this old man..."

Upon hearing this, Feng Ling smiled without saying a word and accepted the green crystal ball handed over by Elder Tong with one hand.

There, countless lines of malevolent energy, like venomous black snakes, writhed and struggled wildly within, desperately trying to break free of their cage... a dark, malevolent inner demon!

Feng Ling stared intently at the wisps of evil energy and demonic thought, a strange feeling of them blending together. Unconsciously, his mind was almost drawn into them, a situation that presented him with a very difficult challenge.

Ever since Ling Weiyun's clone inexplicably lost contact, he suspected that his technique of creating clones outside the body might have gone wrong.

If the clone cannot be found and controlled in time, it may completely break free from Feng Ling's control and become a new individual.

Are clones good or evil?
These are all things that Feng Ling cannot control or predict at present! In short, every time Feng Ling thinks about this, it makes him feel like he has a fishbone stuck in his throat.

Furthermore, the unprovoked intrusion of his inner demons made him feel as if a thorn was lodged in his back.

If Ling Weiyun's clone also breaks free from control and goes down the wrong path, the harm it could cause would probably be no less than that of the Dark Heart Demon.

In fact, in a sense, he will become another inner demon of Feng Ling, and a terrifying one that has already materialized!
"Perhaps we can do the opposite... If we succeed, our overall strength will definitely improve by leaps and bounds, reaching the fourteenth rank!"

Staring at the green orb in his hand, Feng Ling's eyes grew brighter and brighter, until finally, a hint of extreme madness flashed in them.

"Feng Ling, what's wrong with you this time?"

Elder Tong was startled and was about to make a move when he saw Feng Ling quickly regain his composure, shake his head to indicate that he was alright, and offer no further explanation.

The matter of his clone has always been Feng Ling's biggest secret, which he dares not reveal to anyone easily. Otherwise, if the news were to leak out, it would surely attract covetousness and lead to his death.

Every time a baby hatches, it's a new beginning!
Life is not sustained by hope; rather, hope arises from perseverance… Amidst the myriad troubles and disturbances of the world, may the sages present a pure land for your souls.

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(End of this chapter)