Wen Shang was dressed in a white robe, his eyes swollen, his face pale white, he was walking towards them. Behind him, Zi Hao and the others followed him, looking at them with provocative eyes.
Seeing Wen Shang walking over, Ling Yun's eyes flashed with a look of astonishment, especially after feeling the Spirit Qi undulations from his body, he could not help but frown.
This fellow is truly an unbeatable cockroach. He had been premeditated multiple times, causing his cultivation to go berserk and fail his breakthrough. Who would have thought that he would still succeed in the end?
It looks like the Marquis Wenyuan's Mansion had put quite a bit of effort into treating him, and most likely had to pay a large price in order to treat him.
He did not personally witness it at the time, but he also knew that at the critical moment of breaking through his Martial King, Ling'er had suddenly attacked him. Even if he did not land a hit, it had messed up his state of mind.
The power was not easy to control. If his guess was correct, the spirit energy in his body would certainly be in chaos and his veins would be destroyed. Even if he did not die, he would be a cripple in the future.
But now, Wen Shang, who had appeared in front of him, was completely unharmed. He was in a very good condition, how could he be seriously injured and on the verge of death?
He exchanged a glance with Ling'er who was beside him, and a sinister look flashed past his eyes. From the incident at the unmarked cemetery, as well as the underground dungeon, it could be seen how crazy Wen Shang was, as well as how heartless and cold-blooded he was.
Although his heart was filled with killing intent, he still maintained his composure and revealed a faint smile. He asked: "Did Young Marquis come here for any instructions?"
"His Highness is getting serious." Wen Shang laughed softly as he looked at Ling Yun and, an indescribable emotion flitting past his eyes, "Only, the Ancient Ruins are extremely dangerous. Everyone here is from the Soaring Cloud Empire, so internal strife must not be good, as there is no way to gather one's power.
But if we don't gather and get everything together and get everything scattered, with our cultivation level, once we meet a team from the Sacred Grounds, we will definitely suffer a great loss. "
"Ha ha!" Ling Yun's mouth raised slightly, he indifferently swept a glance at Zi Hao's group behind him, and his eyes flashed a trace of ridicule. He laughed and said indifferently: "My Soaring Cloud Empire has been in this state for hundreds of years, it's not an easy thing to change.
"Everyone has eyes, so I will be straightforward. Everyone knows, for the past hundred years, one side of your royal family has fought with my Marquis Wenyuan's Mansion's side, and there have been many conflicts in the shadows. The conflict cannot be resolved."
Wen Shang laughed, he did not have any intention of concealing his misgivings, and directly said it, "This way, both sides will have one goal, which is to condense the power together to resist the enemy."
Ling Yun smiled slightly and declined to comment. He wanted to see what Wen Shang was up to.
But he was sure of one thing, Wen Shang suspected that the two people who had barged into the Marquis Wenyuan's Mansion's dungeon were him and Ling'er.
After all, at that time, he and Ling'er only had a simple black colored cover, and could at most isolate and investigate with their divine senses. However, their bodies could not hide too much.
However, it was not certain. Even if he knew, what could he do? Everyone was hostile to begin with, so sneaking into the enemy's base was also a skill.
"I thought about it, whether it's the imperial family or the Marquis Wenyuan's Mansion, they all belong to the quasi-holy land." Wen Shang smiled lightly, and said with confidence, "No matter how much you fight, it is an internal matter of the Soaring Cloud Empire, and outsiders are not allowed to interfere."
Ling Yun slightly nodded his head, this is a matter of principle, but your Marquis Wenyuan's Mansion does not seem to follow through with the rules, and does not say a word, quietly watching him.