The most melodramatic rebirth in history

Chapter 485 The Talkative Elder Meng

Qingtai Temple is located deep in the clouds and mist of the Qingtai Mountains, and has nearly a hundred large and small sacred mountains and caves.

Because Qingtai Temple is naturally protected by clouds and mist, and further enhanced by artificial formations, it is extremely difficult for outsiders to enter Qingtai Temple without the guidance of a Taoist priest.

Fortunately, Ling Weiyun, guided by the spatial teleportation coordinates, led Feng Ling through the protective mountain array with ease, and they appeared on a celestial mountain platform within the Qingtai Temple.

"Boom! Boom!"

The deafening roar of the explosions continued. Feng Ling and his companion had just landed and looked around when they were stunned by the scene before them.

The surrounding sacred mountains were engulfed in flames of war, some shrouded in smoke and filled with the cries of anguish, others crumbling and crumbling, leaving behind only ruins. And as long as the battle remained unresolved, its aftershocks would continue to spread outwards.

"Elder Ling! Elder Ling is back!"

"Great! I'm finally saved! These annoying spider webs sticking to my body are so irritating!"

"Thank you, Elder Ling! Thank you, fellow Daoist!"

One by one, the disciples who had been ravaged by the war were rescued by Ling Weiyun's clone and Feng Ling. Although they found Feng Ling to be a complete stranger, this was clearly not the time to be curious.

So the disciples clasped their hands in thanks to the two men, and then spontaneously dispersed to help their fellow disciples who were trapped nearby.

"Elder Meng, what is the situation at the front?"

Immediately, Ling Weiyun grabbed a nearby team leader who was covered in dust, looked dejected, and had been busy with rescue efforts.

"Let go, can't you see this humble Taoist priest is..."

Elder Meng was about to reprimand the other party for obstructing the rescue, but upon recognizing Ling Weiyun's face, he said respectfully and excitedly, "Reporting to Elder Ling! Initially, the three abbots, together with the many Taoist priests, were evenly matched with the two demigods of the demon race; however, seeing that they couldn't break through after a long siege, the two demon demigods, relying on their speed advantage, began to wreak havoc within the temple, causing the abbots and others to be constrained everywhere because they had to protect the temple! Fortunately, you have returned now. Let's see how arrogant those demons can be now! I believe that with you joining the battle, we can use lightning magic to dismantle their speed advantage and tip the scales of victory in our favor..."

"Alright, I understand!" Ling Weiyun frowned. "You may continue with your work."

"Yes, this humble Taoist..." Before he could finish speaking, Elder Meng inadvertently glanced at Feng Ling, and his mind started working again: "Eh, may I ask who this young friend following behind you is?"

Upon hearing this, Feng Ling stepped forward and said solemnly, "I am Feng Ling, a guest elder of the Fierce Ghost Holy City. I have come to Qingtai Temple on the orders of the City Lord. I am an old acquaintance of Elder Ling, the temple's venerable elder. We met again on the way here, and after exchanging pleasantries, we traveled together. Alas, it was unfortunate that I arrived just as your temple was suffering this calamity!" "Oh? So it is young friend Feng. At such a young age, you possess such cultivation, becoming a guest elder of the Fierce Ghost Holy City and even joining the Judgement Alliance. I am truly ashamed to have offended you!"

Elder Meng's eyes lit up. Although Feng Ling was wearing a black robe, the pattern on his Zijing suit was quite distinctive. It turned out that Elder Ling had found a powerful ally.

Elder Meng couldn't help but probe, "Young friend Feng is an old acquaintance of Elder Ling, surely you won't stand idly by?"

"Ahem, Elder Meng, please don't be rude! There's a whole bunch of injured disciples waiting for you to rescue them!"

Ling Weiyun waved his hand, and the area he indicated was covered with spider webs and white down, but there was no one there.

Elder Meng had no choice but to clasp his hands in embarrassment and take his leave.

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Qingtai Temple, located atop the fifty-ninth immortal mountain.

A group of Taoist priests stood ready as if facing a formidable enemy, their eyes fixed on the two enormous figures rapidly approaching from the sky.

"Two fellow demons from the South China Sea Illusion Continent, stop now! You have already destroyed more than thirty immortal mountains and caves. Are you determined to fight my Green Moss Temple to the death?"

A Taoist priest in a green robe, with an air of otherworldly wisdom, stood tall like a mountain in front of them, giving everyone a sense of security and making them feel somewhat at ease.

"Hmph, Master Qingtai's words are utterly unreasonable! Our demon race has always been clear about our grudges and gratitude: a thousand years ago, our demon race's prodigy received the bloodline inheritance of his ancestor, Zhu Jiuyin's remnant soul, in the Miracle Mountain and Sea Secret Realm, only to be ambushed and fatally wounded by the Dragon-Riding Daoist of your Qingtai Temple, who was also an ally. Now, it is your Qingtai Temple that is intentionally protecting and refusing to hand over the culprit who killed our demon race's prodigy, which has led to the current situation. If you can change your mind now and hand over that Dragon-Riding Daoist, we will naturally stop and leave!"

Amidst the deafening sonic boom, a noble nine-tailed fox covered in snow-white fur and a flawless white jade spider, exquisitely crafted like a work of art, descended.

Every time a creature hatches, it's a new beginning...

The world is full of chaos and troubles; may the sages and saints offer you a pure land for your souls.

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