The Ling Family was a newly promoted star faction in Sky Rock City. The Patriarch and the Third Elder were like fire and water.

Late at night, even the most hardworking clansmen had fallen asleep. But in a remote house of the Ling Family, a boy of 14 or 15 years old stood in front of a big tree and hit the trunk with punches.

"Bang bang bang..."

The sound of fists hitting the trunk kept ringing. The bark of the big tree had fallen off, and the gray wood was stained with scarlet blood!

The young man's name was Ling Hantian, and he was the legitimate son of the head of the Ling Family. Three years ago, he lost all his cultivation and became a good-for-nothing at the first level of the Body Refining Realm.

Although he had lost his cultivation, Ling Hantian's heart of martial arts was extraordinarily firm and he had to work hard to cultivate.

But no matter how hard he practiced, his body still could not produce Genuine Vitality.

If he couldn't produce any True Energy, then he would never be able to step into the second level of the Refinement Realm. He would forever be a good-for-nothing.

"I, Ling Hantian, am a genius who created records of Sky Rock City's cultivation. I'm definitely not a good-for-nothing. I can definitely start over again and break through to the second level of the Body Refining Realm!"

The Way of Martial Arts was divided into seven levels, based on body refining.

Ling Hantian had broken through to the Third Stage of Body Refining three years ago and created a new record of cultivation in Sky Rock City. However, he had lost all his cultivation at night.

"Bang bang bang..."

Ling Hantian finally exhausted his last strength. He sat down on the ground, took out a jade bottle from his arms, poured out the green liquid, and smeared it on his fist.

In the early stage of martial arts practice, a martial artist's physique was not strong and it was easy for him to be injured. If he did not heal his wounds in time, he would leave a hidden injury in his body, which would accumulate over the years and may lead to disability or even death.

The green liquid was called the 'Hundred Grass Liquid'. It was a holy medicine for healing wounds, and it was a small stove that his father secretly opened for him.

After all, Ling Hantian, who had become a good-for-nothing, was not qualified to use such precious healing panacea!

"Father, don't worry. I won't let you down. I'll definitely break through to the Second Stage of the Body Refining Realm!"

Ling Hantian gnashed his teeth and shouted in a low voice. He clenched his fists tightly. Because he exerted too much force, his nails, which were not sharp, pierced his skin and bled.

At this moment, the sound of wind breaking could be heard. Ling Hantian saw a black shadow dart into his room.

"Who is it?"

Ling Hantian shouted suddenly. His legs suddenly exerted force and rushed to the room like a sharp arrow!

But as soon as he rushed into the room, he found a masked man in black stealing his mother's spirit tablet.

"Bastard, how dare you!"

Ling Hantian's eyes were about to split. The spiritual tablet was the hope of the future generations of their ancestors. It was sacred and inviolable.

The theft of the spirit tablet was no different from digging up someone's grave.

The man in black ignored him, picked up his spirit tablet, and ran away!

"Bastard, don't run away. Give my mother's memorial tablet back to me!"

Ling Hantian broke through the door and chased after him like an angry bull.

Ling Hantian swore that even if he had to chase her to the ends of the earth, he would take back his mother's memorial tablet.

The man in black was neither fast nor slow, keeping a distance from Ling Hantian.

"Bastard, if you don't return my mother's memorial tablet to me, I won't rest until you are dead."

Ling Hantian's eyes were blood red, and his anger was soaring. He rushed to the man in black at all costs.

The man in black suddenly stopped at the top of the mountain in front of him. He turned around and stared at Ling Hantian playfully, saying, "Hey, Ling Hantian, is this death card really so important to you?"

The insulting words and the playful expression completely angered Ling Hantian. "Bastard, give me your life!"

Without any more words, he punched at the face of the man in black.

The man in black snorted and threw the same punch.

Peng!

The man in black trembled and retreated three meters before regaining his balance. He looked at Ling Hantian in horror.

He was at the Early-stage of the Second Stage of the Body Refining Realm and had Genuine Vitality in his body, but he was knocked back by Ling Hantian's punch. How much strength did he need? 400 kilograms, or 500 kilograms?

At this moment, Ling monkey's eyes were full of fear when he looked at Ling Hantian.

Even if such a person could not produce True Energy, he could not allow him to continue to grow.

"The two deacons, come out."

As soon as the man in black finished speaking, two middle-aged men jumped out of the darkness, one on the left and the other on the right, blocking Ling Hantian's way.

"The deacon of the Ling Family?"

Ling Hantian recognized them at a glance, because they were not masked.

The next moment, Ling Hantian suddenly turned his head, stared at the man in black, and shouted, "Are you from the Ling Family?"

"Haha, Ling Hantian, you haven't heard my voice yet."

The man in black laughed wildly and pulled off the black scarf on his face.

"Ling Hou, it's you?"

Ling Hantian widened his eyes, stared at the familiar face in front of him, gnashed his teeth, and shouted angrily.

Ling Monkey was Qi'er, who was picked up by Ling Hantian's father, Ling Zhan. He was raised by Ling Zhan and used to be a loyal subordinate of Ling Hantian.

However, since Ling Hantian lost all his cultivation three years ago, he had joined the Third Elder's side.

"Hee hee, Ling Hantian, blame your damn old man. He pushed us too hard."

While speaking, Ling monkey threw the spirit tablet hard on the ground and stepped on it.

The spirit tablet immediately shattered into several large pieces!

"Ah! I'll kill you!"

His mother's spirit tablet was destroyed, and Ling Hantian's eyes were about to split. Like a bloodthirsty fierce beast, he rushed toward Ling Hou.

"You two Deacons, kill him for me!"

Ling Hou shouted and stepped back. He didn't want to fight with Ling Hantian face to face.

The two Deacons of the Ling Family attacked at the same time, and the strength of the Lv 3 Body Refining Realm burst out.

Although Ling Hantian had knocked back the Lv 2 Body Refining Realm martial artist, he was severely injured in the face of the Ling Family's deacon, who was much higher than him.

"Puff!"

Ling Hantian spat out a mouthful of blood and used all his strength to climb to the front of the broken spirit tablet. With tears streaming down his face, he gritted his teeth and put the spirit tablet into his arms.

Seeing that Ling Hantian was seriously injured and his strength had been greatly reduced, Ling monkey laughed wildly and jumped over from the distance. He jumped down and stepped heavily on Ling Hantian's back.

"Puff!"

Ling Hantian spat out a mouthful of blood again. He gritted his teeth, turned around and shouted, "Ling monkey, if I don't die today, I will tear you, an ungrateful traitor, into pieces."

"Ungrateful? Haha, Ling Hantian, you are right. I am ungrateful."

Ling Hou laughed wildly and looked at Ling Hantian with a pitiful look. "Ling Hantian, three years ago, it was I, Ling Hou, who poisoned your food and made you lose all your cultivation, haha."

Ling Hou said this secret in one breath, and his mood suddenly became very comfortable.

In particular, Ling Hantian's eyes were full of shock, anger, and regret, which made Ling Hou feel extremely happy.

"So it's you, traitor!"

Ling Hantian gnashed his teeth. When he grew up, this Qi'er, who was raised by his father, not only didn't know how to repay his kindness, but also used his trust in him to secretly drug him to make him lose all his cultivation and betray the Third Elder's camp.

Now he was going to kill her!

At this moment, looking at the brother whom he used to be closest to, Ling Hantian was full of hatred!

He hated that he used to trust Ling Hou too much, and hated that his strength was so weak that he could not kill the ungrateful traitor Ling Hou!

Ling Hantian's monstrous hatred made Ling Chui's heart chill. With cruelty flashing in his eyes, he kicked Ling Hantian down the mountain.

Ling Hantian was seriously injured and had no ability to resist, so he was kicked off the mountain by Ling Hou.

"Ling monkey, you ungrateful traitor. You will die a terrible death."

Ling Hantian's cultivation was only at the first level of the Body Refining Realm, so he was unable to reverse the situation. He knew that he would not be able to escape death this time!

If there was a next life, he would definitely tear the monkey into pieces.

Ling Hantian fell into the fiery hole like a meteor. His coat had begun to fire, and then it began to burn like a fireball.

Ling Hantian was unwilling to give up. His enemy, Ling Monkey, was still alive. He had not fulfilled his promise to his father, but he was going to die!

Before he fell into the bottom of the cave, Ling Hantian was knocked out by the flames.

However, at the moment when the flames wrapped around Ling Hantian, the spiritual tablet stained with Ling Hantian's blood rippled with a layer of misty blue-black energy.

As soon as the blue-black energy came out, those flames fled back to the bottom of the cave as if they had seen the most horrible thing.

The blue-black energy spread all over Ling Hantian's body, wrapped him up like a cocoon, and rushed to the flaming cave like lightning.

The Flaming Cave was completely boiling. It wanted to resist the invasion of the blue-black energy, but it didn't help.

In less than three seconds, the raging flames calmed down. Then, they shrank violently and turned into a blue-black flame, floating in the cave.

At this time, Ling Hantian also woke up slowly.

The moment he opened his eyes, the blue and black flames shot into Ling Hantian's eyes like sharp arrows.

"It's over!"

Ling Hantian instinctively wanted to avoid it, but found that there was no way to avoid it. He watched the Qingxuan flame shoot into his eyes.

Eyes were one of the most vulnerable parts of human beings.

Not to mention being attacked by the raging flames, even the smoke could not bear it.

"Is this raging flame going to burn my eyes?"

Ling Hantian exclaimed and covered his eyes!

Something strange happened!

There was no pain or even no heat. Instead, there was a cool feeling.

"What's going on?"

Ling Hantian was very confused. He loosened his hands, but his face changed with horror.

There was nothing in his eyes, only a dark green color. He seemed to be standing in a Mysterious Green World.

An endless Yellow River stretched across the sky. Skeletons floated in the Yellow River, and the smell of death pervaded the air, as if it was going to turn the whole world into a boundless hell.

Suddenly, a bluestone bridge came from the Ninth Heaven, suppressing the Yellow River.

The mottled and ancient bluestone bridge was full of traces of the wind and the moon. There was an ancient bronze coffin on the bridge.

Immediately afterwards, the bronze ancient coffin trembled, a crack appearing on the coffin lid.

A green seed the size of a soybean slowly emerged from the ancient coffin, emitting a faint glow.

The next moment, the cyan seed suddenly accelerated and shot into Ling Hantian's body like a laser.

"Ah!"

With his heart beating fiercely, Ling Hantian rolled his eyes and fell into the fire cave, completely losing consciousness.