Shock! How could the useless Second Miss be a spiritual god?

The words the old man just said were still lingering in her ears. Huo Linger raised the corners of her mouth slightly and shook her head, saying, "Don't worry."

Although she still had some doubts in her heart as to whether the old man had any bad intentions, Huo Ling'er knew that she had to go down and take a look in person, after all, her brother was still down there.

Not to mention anything else, even if this old man really had ill intentions, Huo Ling'er believed that with her own strength, although she might not be able to defeat him, she could at least protect herself.

What's more, once the miasma barrier was opened, the jade token carrying my brother's spiritual power that was originally lying quietly in the space suddenly emitted light, indicating that my brother is in good condition and is not in danger for the time being.

Thinking of this, Huo Ling'er felt a little more at ease. She turned her head and looked at Ye Canglan who was looking worried beside her and said with a smile:

"If the situation is really dangerous, I will immediately use the jade bracelet to ask you for help. It won't be too late for you to save me then, so don't worry."

After comforting Ye Canglan, Huo Linger turned around without hesitation and stepped into the unfathomable, dark and endless gap.

The moment Huo Ling'er stepped into the barrier, a feeling of familiarity surged into her heart like a tide, shocking her.

She didn't know if it was her illusion, but she always felt that the aura emanating from this barrier was surprisingly similar to the unique aura of her brother.

When she wanted to savor this wonderful feeling, she found that her body had passed the barrier, and a completely unfamiliar scene appeared before her.

Not long after Huo Ling'er entered the barrier, the originally cracked gap suddenly closed at an astonishing speed.

At the same time, the old man's voice once again echoed in Ye Canglan's ears:

"Just put your mind at ease. How could an old man like me harm such a cute little kid?"

……

In the secluded valley of Lingxu Realm.

The intersection of the purple flame and the ice on the ground is also the end of the Peak of Bliss.

At this moment, in the solemn and magnificent main hall of the elves, huge gems are everywhere. They are scattered in every corner like stars.

Not only that, every inch of the space is filled with spiritual treasures that have been carefully carved and placed, which are dazzling and beautiful.

Looking along the corridor, you can see carved railings and jade bricks dotted in an orderly manner.

In the center, Ling Yuan was wearing a gorgeous long fur coat, sitting on the position of the Ling tribe's chieftain, a symbol of supreme power and status.

Listening to the people below saying such shocking things, he still pretended as if he didn't hear anything and sat on the high seat with no expression.

As elegant as a Clivia.

But beneath his seemingly calm appearance, no one could see what kind of turbulent waves were hidden in his heart.

"Is everything you say true?"

Ling Yuan's voice came lightly, seemingly without any emotion, but the majesty contained in it was enough to silence everyone.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and a sharp light flashed in his narrow eyes, like a ferocious beast waiting for an opportunity, locking onto Jun Chengqian.

Jun Chengqian was so frightened that he trembled all over, nodded hurriedly, and answered tremblingly:

"I...I will never make a mistake. That little bitch is definitely a bastard left behind by the Eldar!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Yuan, who had been smiling just a second ago, suddenly attacked him and sent him flying backwards, hitting the stone pillar behind him heavily.

The smile on Ling Yuan's face had not faded at all, and he even asked him with concern:

"How was it? Did it hurt?"

But even with such a Ling Yuan, Jun Chengqian was extremely scared. At this moment, he felt that his heart was about to jump out of his throat, and his body trembled involuntarily.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with trembling hands, then slowly crawled to Ling Yuan's feet and raised his head, his face full of fear and earnestness, and said:

"My Lord, I know I was wrong. I was blind and didn't know the real man. I spoke without thinking. Obviously, I was the one who didn't know how to live or die..."

He said all kinds of sweet words in a flattering manner, and his fawning look was just like a pug wagging its tail and begging for mercy at its master's feet, with absolutely no dignity at all.

All this was just because of a name, and that name was the bastard that the spirit people hated and loathed the most, but it could actually ignite Ling Yuan's rage in an instant.

This is the Eldar!

Although there is a lot of rejection and disgust towards the so-called hybrids within the Eldar, no one is allowed to show the slightest disrespect for their noble bloodline in front of outsiders.

Because in the eyes and deep in the hearts of every elf, the blood they possess is the purest, most sacred and inviolable in the world. Even for those members of the tribe who are regarded as hybrids, the nobility of their blood is unattainable by those outsiders of humble and lowly status, let alone insulting them at will!

Jun Chengqian's heart was filled with regret and self-blame. He secretly regretted why he had been so impulsive and reckless just now, and even cursed Huo Ling'er without thinking. At this moment, he really wished he could kneel down in front of Ling Yuan and kowtow to him immediately to calm the fierce anger in his heart.

"Tell me more carefully, that little bastard, what is her name?"

Ling Yuan's face was as gloomy as water, with cold light flashing in his eyes, and he asked in a cold tone.

"Your Excellency, her name is Huo Ling'er."

……

Under the Ten Thousand Caves.

Thick miasma filled the air all around, like billowing black smoke, covering the sky and making the entire cave dark and hazy.

From time to time, strange black shadows would shuttle through the darkness, bringing with them gusts of whistling wind, which was creepy.

Huo Ling'er walked alone along the cave passage carefully, but no matter how she walked, she never saw the old man who asked her to come down.

Just when Huo Ling'er was feeling a little impatient, an old and slightly vicissitudes voice suddenly sounded in her ears: "Don't look for it, old man, I don't have a body anymore, only this broken soul is left."

Hearing this voice, Huo Linger couldn't help but stop and snorted coldly: "I'm not looking for you, I'm looking for my brother!"

Huo Ling'er snorted coldly and continued walking forward, no longer paying attention to the old man.

The old man choked when he heard this, and his expression, which was originally a little arrogant, instantly collapsed, replaced by grievance and resentment:

"Oh, it seems that I, an old man, was too sentimental!" He fell silent after that.

The next moment, a strange light suddenly lit up, attracting Huo Linger's attention.

A mirror emitting a jade-like luster slowly appeared in front of her eyes. The mirror was crystal clear, like a flawless piece of jade. It contained extremely abundant spiritual power. Just one glance at it made Huo Ling'er feel shocked.

Just when Huo Ling'er was full of doubts, the jade mirror in front of her began to expand rapidly. In the blink of an eye, it had expanded to the size of a wall.

Immediately afterwards, ripples appeared on the surface of the mirror, and then the pictures began to flash by quickly like a kaleidoscope of what the brother had experienced every day since he entered the Wan Chong Cave.

The scenes in the mirror kept changing. The first thing that came into view was Huo Yuhao lying unconscious on the ground. Beside him was a man in a black cloak who was treating his injuries carefully.

As time passed, the scene continued to flow. When Huo Yuhao successfully broke through to the Divine Emperor realm, there were actually two figures wearing black cloaks surrounding him.

They did not hesitate to expend a great deal of their own cultivation just to ensure that Huo Yuhao could complete the crucial breakthrough safely and smoothly.

And Huo Yuhao, the person involved, was completely unaware of all this.

Because when he woke up, all he thought about every day was how to escape from this strange place, but those men in black cloaks who had been so caring and gentle to him during his coma had completely changed.

They were no longer as friendly as before, but instead became ferocious and vicious, forcing Huo Yuhao to learn all kinds of strange and obscure techniques every day.

Huo Ling'er stared at the scene in front of her, her heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible big hand, the pain was unbearable.

She was not only heartbroken for the pain her brother had suffered in just a few days, but more importantly, she deeply felt from these pictures that her brother, who was in trouble at the time, was most worried about herself!

"Don't you see that my brother doesn't want to stay in this damn place? Why don't you let him out?"

Huo Ling'er's eyes were wide open with anger, and cold light flashed in them, like two extremely sharp swords, piercing straight at the person in front of her.

At this moment, she exuded an uncontrollable anger, like a volcano about to erupt, which could burst out with earth-shaking power at any time.

"Oh, please don't be angry, please don't be angry!"

The old man couldn't help but feel panicked when he saw Huo Ling'er so angry. He was afraid that this seemingly delicate girl would smash his precious mirror in anger.

He waved his hands in a panic to calm Huo Ling'er, then quickly switched to the next scene.

The world in the mirror is like a fairyland on earth: the clear blue sky and the vast sea complement each other, forming a vast and refreshing vision; lush green vegetation covers the earth; every blade of grass and every tree is so vibrant that every blade of grass and every tree can be included in the painting.

If we have to find a word to describe this beautiful scenery, it would be fairyland.

"Like many other races, our Hunyuan Clan has its own unique heritage. Compared to other races, the Chaos Divine Body possessed by our Hunyuan Clan members is particularly eye-catching and has become the object of covetousness for countless people in the world."

The old man's voice seemed to come from the Netherworld, filled with endless sadness and overwhelming hatred: "Back then, our people were born with the enviable Chaos Divine Body. With our unique physique, we made rapid progress in cultivation. Everyone in our tribe was brave and good at fighting!"

This kind of painful voice was not the first time that Huo Linger had heard it. Whether it was the people from the former Huanmeng Lake or the people from the Hunyuan tribe in front of her, their words seemed to vaguely point to a mysterious and terrifying existence.

"Our tribe has always upheld the principle of being kind to others and has never done anything that would harm others. Instead, we often lend a helping hand to those in need."

"Even though he was so kind and upright, he was ultimately regarded as an ominous being by the Heavenly Dao!"

When the old man said this, he was so angry that his whole body was shaking and his eyes were burning with anger.

"The Way of Heaven is so ruthless and heartless that it actually sent down a punishment from Heaven in an attempt to put my entire clan into an irretrievable state! At the critical moment, it was our old clan leader who stepped forward and, at the cost of his own life, withstood the terrifying punishment from Heaven for half a quarter of an hour, just to give our people a glimmer of hope!"

Having said this, the old man could no longer control himself and burst into tears.

Huo Ling'er stood quietly by, listening to the old man's crying. When she heard the word "Tian Dao", her body couldn't help but tremble slightly, and the cold and creepy gaze that had stared at her instantly appeared in her mind.

"I am such a useless person!"

Tears streamed down the old man's wrinkled face, and his voice became hoarse and choked with sobs due to extreme self-blame. "At the beginning, I took my people into hiding, thinking that I could protect everyone from the disaster, but who would have thought... I would actually lose the chief's only child!"

The old man's voice kept sobbing. No matter how much time had passed, whenever he recalled the past that he couldn't bear to recall, the self-blame in his heart would instantly overwhelm him.