As a villain, it's perfectly reasonable for me to have a few hundred million different identiti

Drinking and making merry with ghosts?

What do you mean?

Everyone looked completely bewildered.

But at this moment, Si Jing, sitting on the dragon throne, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief upon seeing Ling Ling appear. Then, she forced herself to stay alert and silently observed everything below.

...He kept in mind all those courtiers who had just echoed King Yi and King Zhan.

"Floating Feather Sword Saint, what exactly do you mean by this?!"

Park Guk-chang frowned. He never expected that Shisiju would interfere at this time.

However, when he saw the warriors from all the worlds behind him, he immediately felt confident again.

"Ah, no, I didn't mean anything by it."

Ling Ling asked with some curiosity, "Is that Gai Suwen really your Han Kingdom's ancestor?"

Park Guk-chang snorted coldly, "Emperor Yeon Gaesomun! Who doesn't know him, who doesn't know him, who doesn't know him!"

Ling Ling couldn't help but mutter, "But I just don't know."

The others present: "..."

If someone else were to say these words, they would inevitably be met with ridicule.

But this one is the Flying Feather Sword Saint of the Fourteen Provinces, and the head of the number one intelligence organization in all the heavens and myriad realms!

Not only was Ling Ling unaware, but the vast majority of people present were also hearing about Emperor Yeon Gaesomun for the first time. And as for that so-called Sword God Shunchen, aside from the people of Han, nobody knew of such a person.

Park Guk-chang was somewhat embarrassed. He frowned and demanded, "Piaoyu Sword Saint, what is your purpose in coming here!"

"What does the Heavenly Mystery Realm of my Han Kingdom have to do with your Fourteen Provinces!"

Ling Ling ignored Park Guk-chang.

She looked at the elder of the Guihai family again and asked in an incredulous tone, "Did your Guihai family's ancestor really drink and make merry with the celestial being who left behind the Heavenly Mystic Realm?"

The elder of the Guihai family's face twitched violently. Recalling Ling Ling's previous words, a very absurd feeling suddenly arose in his heart.

But now that things have come to this, there's no room for him to change his mind.

Immediately, he puffed out his chest: "That's right, before Emperor Yeon Gaesomun left behind the Heavenly Mystic Realm and returned to the God Realm, he drank and made merry with my ancestor and even personally guided me, allowing my cultivation to break through!"

Ling Ling suppressed a smile from the corner of her eye and looked at the other extraterrestrial warriors present.

"And you all, have you all met the Great Emperor Yeon Gaesomun, who left behind the Heavenly Mystery Realm?"

Looking at Ling Ling's charming face, Ye Chen couldn't help but feel a flutter in his heart and immediately stepped forward.

【I am Ye Chen! The direct grandson of the head of the ancient Ye family!】

"I, Ye, am unworthy, but it was under the guidance of Emperor Yeon Gaesomun that I obtained the divine artifact from Mount Seonggu..."

Upon seeing Ye Chen, Ling Ling screamed and jumped far away.

"Ye Chen?!"

"You shitty martial artist, stay away from me!!"

"Retreat! Retreat! Retreat!"

Ye Chen's expression froze instantly.

The exposed upper half of her face turned bright red at a visible speed.

The already tense atmosphere instantly became even stranger.

"Ling Ling! Stop your nonsense! Don't think that just because you're from the Fourteen Provinces you can act recklessly here!"

"This time, we are acting on behalf of the Han Kingdom to reclaim the Heavenly Mystic Realm... What does this have to do with your fourteen states?"

At this moment, Zi Sangmo, an elder of the Zi Sang family, couldn't help but speak up in anger.

Ling Ling had already hidden herself far away from Ye Chen.

In the next instant, her aura suddenly changed, transforming her from an innocent girl next door into a sharp and ruthless sword saint.

Then, Ling Ling looked at Park Guk-chang and asked, word by word, "You said that the one who left behind the Heavenly Mystic Realm was your Han Kingdom's ancestor, Yeon Gaesomun?"

Park Guk-chang narrowed his eyes slightly and gave a cold smile: "Of course."

Ling Ling nodded, "Then I regret to inform you that your Han Kingdom's ancestors are no longer alive."

"..."

"???"

What do you mean?

Before anyone else could figure out what that sentence meant...

Ling Ling continued, "Ten years ago, a celestial being sneaked down to the mortal realm and came to the Divine Continent... My Lord of Never Night didn't like him, so he chopped him up with a single stroke."

"His corpse was refined into a Heavenly Mystic Realm and then disposed of in the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow Mountain."

"So, that guy from the Guihai family, your ancestor, was drinking and making merry with a ghost... Did a ghost guide your cultivation?"

"!!!"

this moment.

The entire palace hall was deathly silent.

Everyone stared wide-eyed at Ling Ling, their faces filled with bewilderment. Even Si Jing, seated on the dragon throne, was no exception.

What is she saying? !

The Celestial Mystic Realm... was created by the Nightless Marquis after he slew a Celestial God and refined it from the God's corpse!?

“Total nonsense!!”

Just then, someone couldn't hold back any longer.

The Great Xia War King was the first to jump out. He glared at Ling Ling and said, "From the moment the Heavenly Mystic Realm was born, everyone knew that it was the legacy left behind by the gods in the human world!"

"How could it possibly be something that the Lord of Nevernight killed a god and used the god's corpse to create it?!"

"good!!"

Park Guk-chang also came to his senses, and he shouted, "If you fourteen states want to flatter the Lord of the Nightless City, you need to find a different occasion and a different method! Slaying a god? The Lord of the Nightless City doesn't deserve it!!"

Prince Yi pointed at Ling Ling and angrily rebuked, "This is utterly deceptive and misleading! Your Majesty, why haven't you ordered this witch to be apprehended yet!"

"I see that your fourteen states want to monopolize the Heavenly Mystic Realm!"

"Don't think that just because your fourteen states destroyed the Fifth Family, you can do whatever you want! The myriad realms are full of hidden talents and powerful figures; there are many who can deal with your fourteen states!"

"I once witnessed a painting god make a move atop the Northern Crown Great Wall, sealing the heavens and earth with a single stroke and slaying three thousand gods and demons from the Crimson Blood Abyss! If that painting god were to make a move, what would the Nightless Marquis be!"

Si Jing's eyes lit up slightly as she stared intently at Ling Ling.

As the emperor, he could naturally tell that the shouts and curses from those present were clearly a sign of their guilty conscience.

Ling Ling sneered.

With a flick of her wrist, a communication talisman appeared in her hand.

hum-

The next instant, a huge image appeared in the very center of the palace hall.

The image showed a tall, imposing man clad in golden armor, with a handsome face. In his hand lay a divine sword that shone as brightly as the sun. Even through the image, the people in the hall found it incredibly dazzling.

God!

This golden-armored man is definitely a god!

[I am a celestial being under the command of the Great Light God-King of the Divine Realm, descending to the mortal realm by the Great Light God-King's decree! Who are you, daring to block my path!]

The incomparably majestic voice of the golden-armored god echoed from the screen.

Opposite him was a faint black figure.

Marquis of Never Night!

Then, the clear voice of the Lord of Nevernight rang out.

[The Great God-King of Light? The strongest scapegoat in both the divine and demonic realms?]

"A god... can withstand one of my strikes. I'll use you to demonstrate my sword intent to my disciple."

There was a hint of regret in his voice, as if he found the god too weak.

[You are a sword-cultivating god, and I originally intended to use you to demonstrate sword intent for my other disciple. But he's going through a rebellious phase and insists on relying on himself, refusing to come over no matter what.]

The words fell.

A domineering sword intent soared into the sky, dominating the entire screen.

[What is this?! Sword intent?! How can there be such sword intent in the lower realm?!]

Who are you?!

The terrified voice of the golden-armored celestial being rang out.

His figure was already submerged by the intent of the sword.

After a while.

The intent to strike dissipated.

The golden-armored deity's body reappeared on the screen.

But his eyes had dimmed, though the fear in them had not disappeared.

The next instant, the god's corpse fell to the ground and disappeared from the screen.

The handsome, jade-like black figure gradually expanded and came closer to the viewer.

[My dear disciple, did you see that clearly?]

Then came a clear, crisp female voice, sounding both unreasonable and assertive.

[Didn't see clearly!]

[But Master, don't worry! I've already written it down, and I'll review it slowly when I get back!]

[By the way, Master, what should we do with that corpse on the ground? It's the corpse of a celestial being; we can't waste it!]

The Marquis of Nevernight waved his hand.

The corpse of the golden-armored general then reappeared on the screen.

[Apprentice, what do you think we should do?]

Behind the scenes, the girl, who had never appeared, paused for a moment, then said softly: "The human race in the Divine Continent is declining, and the Great Xia Dynasty has been nearly destroyed by the demon race… Let the Great Xia Dynasty take care of it."

"Alright, let me refine this divine corpse... hmm, I'll refine it into a Heavenly Mystic Realm."

The scene ends here.

The entire hall was deathly silent.