No cheat code, right? I'll make one myself.

"You made a mistake."

Mu Geng stood in front of her and spoke calmly, but Yunlin had a vague feeling that her emotions seemed unstable.

"The Heavenly Spiritual Root has never belonged to you. Do you think that what you plundered from me is yours?"

"And you seem too confident. Do you think I don't have the ability to dig my spiritual root out of your body?"

Hearing Kigen's words, Qihe's body shook, but he burst into laughter.

"Ning, do you think that after leaving the family, your fate is in your own control? You are weak and can't change anything. Don't think that you can rebel against the family just because you are a little stronger now. Ning, your fate has never belonged to you."

But his laughter stopped abruptly halfway through his speech.

The divine power from heaven was wrapped around Mu Geng's hand, and it seemed to be inserted into his body very easily, and then something was taken out of his body with one pull.

After Kigen's hand left, Qihe's breath weakened at an alarming rate.

"What do you think now? Your spiritual root is in my hand right now. What else do you want to say?"

"You're done. If you do something like this, your end will be extremely miserable."

The spiritual root was directly dug out of the body by Mu Geng with bare hands. Qihe's voice became much hoarser and his words were much softer, but he raised his head with great difficulty and looked at the reading in Mu Geng's eyes. It seemed that he was going to tear Mu Geng to pieces directly. The composure he had when fighting Yun Lin before was completely gone.

"Don't call me Ning anymore. The Ning you're referring to died a long time ago. You can call me Mu Geng now. If you call me by that name again, I'll make you lose the ability to speak."

Kigen looked back at him with a cold expression and said, "But when she returned to Yunlin, her smile became normal again, as if the person who spoke before was completely different from him.

"Sister, are you okay?"

Looking at Kigen who was smiling, Yunlin asked uncertainly.

"I'm fine, why do you feel like there's something wrong with me? Or are you a little scared after seeing me in this state?"

Seeing that Yunlin seemed to want to tell her something, Mu Geng seemed to understand what he wanted to ask and said simply: "No matter what I become, believe me, I will never hurt you. This is my bottom line."

"Well, that's not what I want to talk about. What I want to ask is why you just don't deal with him. Although you can defeat him, he also said that he will never let you go. If that's the case, then you might as well do it."

It was like he was about to wipe his neck, but Kisara rejected him with a smile.

"There is no chance anymore, so I don't care too much about his life or death, but now is not the time to kill him, and it cannot be done by me or you."

"Indeed, Ning, if you really had tried to kill him, you would be dead now."

After Mu Geng rejected Yun Lin, a loud voice sounded above their heads. Yun Lin was a little frightened when he heard this voice, because his sixth sense did not detect when this person arrived above them.

"I have stressed this several times, don't call me Ning anymore, don't you understand?"

Obviously, Kisara knew this man, and he raised his head without fear and spoke.

Yunlin looked up and saw that above them, an old man with white hair and beard had appeared. He was wearing black clothes, but even though his hair and beard had turned white, he did not look old, but rather strong and powerful.

Such a completely unrelated and even somewhat opposite word appeared in Yunlin's mind unsurprisingly, but Yunlin did not notice anything wrong with these two adjectives for a moment.

"A cultivator in the Spiritual Transformation Stage."

With just one glance at Yunlin, he was able to judge this man's cultivation level. He was floating above the two of them without the help of anything. This was something that only a cultivator in the Spirit Transformation Stage could do, relying on spiritual energy to soar into the air.

She slowly dissipated the divine power and held the bridge between immortals and mortals in her own hands. A tragic feeling emerged in her heart.

The other party appeared above the two of them, and also knew Mugen's previous name, which meant only one thing, that this person was an enemy, not a friend, and his cultivation was at the Spirit Transformation Stage. If he was at the Nascent Soul Stage, he could still resist, relying on divine power, and even have a chance to win, but at the Spirit Transformation Stage, the effect of divine power might not be very obvious, so Yunlin was now observing the situation, and if the situation was not right, he would use the Broken Sword Style without hesitation.

At this moment, Yunlin regretted that his cultivation had declined. He was only in the late stage of foundation building. If he had completed the foundation building before, the power of this incident should have been able to seriously injure this person, or even have a chance to kill him.

But now, the effect of this thing may not be very obvious. When Yunlin got this thing from the old man Zhejian, he knew that this thing had little to do with combat power, but was related to realm. Even if your realm was strong enough to fight across levels, the enemies that could be killed by using this thing were still of the same level, and the combat power added by this thing was almost nothing.

"Hand over your Heavenly Spiritual Root, and then dig out the mutated Thunder Spiritual Root in your body yourself, and I can spare your life, but he must die."

The old man stood in mid-air, looking at Kigen and Yunlin as if he were looking down at ants. His tone was neither hurried nor slow, but it gave people the feeling that talking to him was a great reward.

"Are you dreaming?"

Before Mugen could say anything, Yunlin looked up at him with a mocking tone, but just as he opened his mouth, a huge force pressed down on him.

It was very similar to the move that Qihe had used against him before, but the power was more than twice as strong. At this moment, Yunlin felt as if a mountain was pressing down on him, and every part of his flesh and blood was feeling the indescribable pressure.

"Ant, did I allow you to speak? And who told you to look up and look at me? Kneel down."

As he finished speaking, Yunlin felt the pressure on his knees was much stronger than other parts of his body, as if the pressure was trying to force him to kneel down.

"You are worthy of asking me to kneel down?"

Yunlin still raised his head stubbornly, watching his spiritual power slowly gather towards the bridge between immortals and mortals.

The sword-breaking style has been condensed in his hand. Although his swordsmanship will stop here after using this sword, and the Bridge of Immortals and Mortals, a weapon that can become a divine weapon, will be lost again, Yunlin feels it is worth it.

When Yunlin was about to swing the sword, a voice sounded in Yunlin's ears, and the sword-folding style that was originally ready to go stopped. The pressure on his body dissipated the moment he opened his mouth.

"You should practice your swordsmanship well. It would be a pity if it were to break here. This kind of enemy has forced you into such a desperate situation. You have done very well. Leave the rest to me."

The person who said this in Yunlin's ear was naturally the old man Han, whom Yunling was very familiar with.

"Who are you? Are you planning to take the lead?"

"So whoever told you to look down on me, get off me."

Old Man Han seemed very unhappy with his words. He pulled him with his empty hand, and a powerful force caused the person in the sky to fall from the sky and hit the ground heavily.

But the dust that was stirred up was completely dispersed by Old Man Han with just a wave of his hand. The strong man of the Wood Clan, who originally had white hair and an immortal appearance, was now kneeling in front of him in a mess. The bulging blue veins on his body showed that he was struggling to resist, but his knees were kneeling in front of the three people without any dignity.

"Don't you like people to kneel down? Ant, then kneel down properly. People like you who bully the weak and disrespect the elderly are just wasting the spiritual energy between heaven and earth."

Looking at the Jindan stage cultivator kneeling on the ground, Old Man Han spoke in a flat tone, but the name "ant" he addressed Yunlin before was the same name he had used before.

"Old Man Han, when did you come?"

Yunlin was a little surprised at Old Man Han, but Elder Han was dissatisfied with his title and glared at him: "You don't know how to respect your teacher at all."

"You and I are not in a master-disciple relationship, is it necessary to make it so grand?"

The person who spoke was not Yunlin, but Mu Geng who walked between the two of them from behind.