Chapter 2232 - 2229: Divine Clan

Chapter 2232: Chapter 2229: Divine Clan

Ling Xiao’s Dantian shattered, True Qi was unrestrained, it rampaged wildly, further damaging her meridians and internal organs, causing her to bleed from seven orifices.

Miss and Ling Shuiyao’s faces changed drastically. For an Ancient Martial Artist, having their martial arts destroyed is like taking their life. This type of blow is even greater than physical harm.

"What to do?" Ling Shuiyao was extremely anxious and looked at Lin Tian, at this moment, Lin Tian seemed to be her reliance.

Lin Tian disregarded the shock and threw out Golden Needles, quickly piercing Ling Xiao’s major acupoints. This technique and speed dazzled even Miss, an Ancient Martial Artist in the Innate Realm, as it was so fast it created afterimages.

Protect the heart veins, secure the Dantian, smooth the blood flow, Lin Tian exerted all his skills, bringing the Nine Needle Technique to its extreme. This was the first time he had fully exerted himself since learning the Nine Needle Technique.

Lin Tian not only had to save Ling Xiao’s life but also secure her martial arts. The Nine Needle Technique once again showcased its monumental power under Lin Tian’s full execution, barely safeguarding Ling Xiao’s shattered Dantian. The Nine Needle Technique indeed lived up to Gui Guzi’s secret transmission.

"Huff..." Lin Tian let out a long breath of relief. Although he was a zombie and didn’t need to breathe, at that moment, he felt congestion in his chest, akin to a lack of oxygen.

As for Ling Xiao, Lin Tian had just met her, not quite familiar, but he had a great impression of this Senior Sister, perhaps because of Senior Sister Zi Yan, he generally felt favorable towards those called Senior Sister.

"Temporarily safeguarded the Dantian, find a Disciple to transfer her to the elder, the elder knows how to use this elixir." Lin Tian directly instructed Ling Shuiyao.

Normally, if someone dared to order her like that, Little La Jiao would definitely retort, but this time, she felt it was the most satisfying command in the world.

She waved, and a Disciple immediately came over, taking the elixir and Ling Xiao away from the other side of the mountain top.

On the high seat, Ling Zishan seeing Lin Tian’s treatment, slightly let out a breath, then looked down at the stone steps below, her expression becoming even more solemn.

Lin Tian held back his breath, gripped the wheelchair handles, and also looked down at the stone steps, now everyone’s gaze was concentrated on one place.

Two people, an old one and a young one, finally appeared. Seeing these two, Lin Tian slightly furrowed his brow because they were dressed in ancient attire.

The old one, wearing a dark green brocade robe, had a black belt on his waist, white hair still long, with a jade crown, and his eyes were deep and unfathomable.

Behind the old man was a young man, about the same age as Lin Tian, also with long hair tied behind, wearing a brocade garment, with an inspiring gaze, a tall and slender figure, matching the ancient attire and long hair, truly formidable in appearance and demeanor.

One old and one young had one very obvious commonality: their eyes. The eyes seemed to look through the world, encompassing everything, yet seemingly disregarding the Ancient Martial Artists before them.

In their eyes, these Ancient Martial Artists seemed non-existent, including the few Mid Innate masters like Ling Zishan.

This gaze wasn’t feigned; it naturally was this way. Maybe, to them, these Ancient Martial Artists were no different from the surrounding rocks and vegetation.

The two went straight to the center of the arena, surrounded by most of Ancient Martial World’s elites, yet Lin Tian felt that the aura of these two firmly held the upper hand, no, not just the upper hand but supremacy!

"May I ask where the seniors are from and for what purpose?" Ling Zishan frowned, cautiously asking, because she could not discern the depth of the elder’s abilities, while suppressing her anger since the visitors acted without discretion.

"Divine Clan!" The old man in brocade calmly uttered two words.

Most Ancient Martial Artists were baffled; they had heard of the Wang Family, Ling Family, Situ Family, Yuwen Family, but never of the Divine Clan.

But several powerhouses’ expressions drastically changed, unable to sit still in their seats, and hurriedly got up, descended the steps, then uniformly saluted the two.

"Pay respects to the Divine Clan Envoys!" The powerhouses respectfully said, especially Situ Yuanzhong, previously extremely arrogant, at this moment bowing completely.

Ling Zishan and Tang Xuan Su, Wang Wanxi were a bit better, saluting out of respect, not like Situ Yuanzhong, who was entirely pandering to the visitors.

As for the Ji Family, the so-called orthodox one, they even lowered their status, formally saluting. Among so many powerhouses, Ji Wancheng was the proudest, but now, that pride was gone.

The reaction and behavior of the powerhouses shook the other Ancient Martial Artists thoroughly.

Ancient Martial Families, usually so noble, and Mid Innate experts, usually so powerful, were the pillars of Ancient Martial World, yet their actions turned the Ancient Martial Artists’ understanding upside down, including the families’ disciples.

"What... what is going on?"

"Am I dreaming?"

"Who exactly are the Divine Clan?"

This was everyone’s question, today’s shock was more than all their previous ones combined.

"Ancient Hidden Lineage Divine Family!" A low voice reached Lin Tian’s ears. Turning to look, it was Tang Ziqing from Qingshuang Pavilion speaking.

"Ancient Hidden Lineage... it was as expected... I didn’t think another Ancient Hidden Lineage family would have the surname Divine." Lin Tian’s heart finally understood why the mention of Divine Clan elicited such a strong reaction from the powerhouses.

It’s simple, Ancient Hidden Lineage Families have such weight, Ancient Hidden Stream, it’s a more secretive force, containing Cultivators above Innate Perfection!

Innate Perfection is currently the limit in Ancient Martial World, even Ling Xuesong can’t see the path beyond, yet people of Ancient Hidden Stream broke through this limit, clearly, they wield higher-level power.

Situ Yuanzhong favored the Divine Clan duo for this reason, including the Ling Family, Ji Family, and all Ancient Martial Families and sects; all Ancient Martial Artists in the Innate Realm sought the ultimate truth to surpass their limits from Ancient Hidden Stream.

What realm is beyond Innate Perfection, Lin Tian couldn’t know, but taking Ling Xuesong as a standard, he’s Late-stage Innate, actually Perfection, capable of defeating all Ancient Martial Artists here.

Then, a master above Innate Perfection probably could contend with the entire Ancient Martial World. Lin Tian even thought those above Innate Perfection might reach Ancestor Xu’s power.

Of course, the true strength of Ancestor Xu, Lin Tian couldn’t know, because he was defeated with one move last time, merely having a general idea.

When the powerhouses saluted, the Divine Clan young man also accepted with ease, without a hint of avoidance. Clearly, Ji Wancheng’s so-called seniority, in the eyes of Ancient Hidden Stream, amounted to nothing.

The Divine Clan elder waved his hand like swatting away flies, as a response to the powerhouses’ saluting. The powerhouses straightened up, daring not to harbor any grievances.

However, Ling Zishan stepped forward, calmly stated, "Respected Divine Clan Envoy, as Langya Pavilion Master, I welcome your arrival, but Ling Xiao is merely a Disciple, why..."