Pure Yang Zhenren's expression changed slightly, but he quickly forced a smile and said, "Holy Son, please don't misunderstand, we are doing this entirely out of good intentions!"
"With the two of us joining in, we can take care of these three arrogant and ungrateful guys much faster."
Seeing this, Wang Xianzhi, who was standing to the side, quickly put on a smile and chimed in, "Yes, yes, that's exactly it!"
However, Lingxuan was full of disdain for their explanations. He snorted heavily and exposed them without any mercy: "Stop pretending. Do you think I don't know what you two are up to?"
"Isn't it just that they want to take this opportunity to show off in front of my Spirit Clan and then get some benefits in return?"
When Lingxuan so bluntly exposed their thoughts, Chunyang Zhenren and Wang Xianzhi felt a burning sensation on their faces and instantly turned red.
However, facing Lingxuan, a holy son of noble status, they dared not easily vent their dissatisfaction and anger.
Just as the situation reached a stalemate, Jun Zhantian, who had been observing coldly, suddenly let out a mocking laugh that was neither a laugh nor a smile: "Haha, I'm talking about Lingxuan!"
"Why are you so hasty in refusing help from others? Are you afraid that we'll discover that your Spirit Clan is only superficially powerful, and actually quite weak internally?"
These words were like a sharp sword piercing Lingxuan's heart, instantly igniting his rage. His eyes widened, almost popping out of their sockets, as he roared furiously, "Bullshit!"
Immediately afterwards, he waved his arm and shouted angrily at Chunyang Zhenren and Wang Xianzhi with a fierce aura: "Get the hell out of my way! Don't get in my way!"
Upon hearing Lingxuan's roar, Chunyang Zhenren and Wang Xianzhi's faces instantly darkened as if water could drip from them, and their hearts surged with endless anger and frustration.
However, faced with the powerful and aggressive Lingxuan, they dared not lash out despite their burning anger.
They had no choice but to grit their teeth and swallow their anger, then retreated silently to the side, looking dejected and ashamed, like two defeated roosters.
At this moment, Lingxuan no longer paid attention to Chunyang Zhenren and Wang Xianzhi, but instead focused all his attention back on Jun Zhantian.
He rapidly formed complex hand seals with a dazzling speed, and with his movements, the already surging divine power around him began to surge wildly like a runaway horse.
In the blink of an eye, this divine power gathered and condensed into an enormous spiritual spear!
Lingxuan let out a deafening roar, and then with all his might, he hurled the spear in his hand at Jun Zhantian.
In an instant, the spear transformed into a dazzling streak of light, carrying with it a sharp and unparalleled whistling sound, streaking across the sky like a meteor burning with raging flames.
Upon seeing this, Jun Zhantian's eyes narrowed sharply, and he dared not be negligent in the slightest.
He also quickly waved his hands, and dazzling golden runes shot out from his palms like agile fish.
They intertwined and entwined in the air, eventually forming a huge and sturdy golden shield.
A deafening roar resounded as the spiritual energy spear, carrying immense force, slammed heavily into the golden shield.
This incredibly powerful impact was like a tidal wave, causing the originally indestructible golden shield to tremble violently, and the light it shone on dimmed considerably.
Just as the two sides were locked in this stalemate, a huge crack suddenly appeared in the once clear sky without warning.
The crack resembled a grotesque, terrifying maw, slowly opening and continuously emanating a chilling, horrifying aura...
Jun Zhantian and Ling Xuan trembled violently as if struck by lightning, their faces filled with astonishment, and their previously fierce attacks came to an abrupt halt.
They stopped almost simultaneously, and then, along with everyone else present, instinctively looked up at the sky above.
From the crack in the sky, a dazzling golden light gradually emerged, like a radiant golden sun illuminating the entire horizon.
Immediately afterwards, a figure, enveloped in that golden light, stepped out of the crack with steady and slow steps.
As the figure stepped out of the crevice, its form became increasingly clear.
When they were finally able to see the faces of the newcomers clearly, Ling Xuan and the twenty-odd powerful members of the Spirit Clan behind him changed their expressions drastically, their eyes revealing undisguised fear and awe.
Immediately following, Lingxuan knelt down in mid-air.
At the same time, the other powerful members of the Spirit Race seemed to have received some silent command, and they all made the same movements in unison, shouting in unison: "Welcome, Holy King!"
This being, revered as the Holy King, is none other than Ling Fengzi, the number one figure at the pinnacle of power within the Spirit Race!
His status and position were far more prestigious than those of the Spirit Clan Chief and the many Supreme Elders.
Within the Eldar race, the Holy King is the supreme symbol, wielding absolute authority and power, leaving everyone to look up to and submit to him.
Dao Yuan, Jun Zhantian, Ning Que, and Elder Xun all looked rather grim. The Spirit Clan Saint King and the others naturally knew this, and they also knew how terrifying the opponent's strength was.
Unexpectedly, the Holy King of the Spirit Clan actually came here in person, which made the already unfavorable situation for them even more unfavorable!
Ling Fengzi slowly landed in front of the Spirit Clan members, but he ignored them and instead looked at the huge black hole that had replaced the entrance to the temple.
After a moment, Ling Fengzi withdrew his gaze, slowly turned to look at the Ling Clan members, and said calmly, "You all deserve to die! Such a major event has occurred, and you didn't even report it to me!"
Lingxuan was completely bewildered. What was the big deal? It was just dealing with the mere Backing Sect. Did such a trivial matter really need to be reported?
“Holy...Holy King, it’s just the Reliance Sect, I...I don’t think it’s necessary to bother you!” Lingxuan said tremblingly.
Ling Fengzi frowned slightly, his face gradually darkening, and he said coldly, "Useless! Is this what I meant?"
Immediately, Ling Fengzi pointed to the enormous black hole and shouted, "I'm talking about the entrance to the Primordial Chaos Realm! Can't any of you see that this is the entrance to the Primordial Chaos Realm?"
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