Celestial Dragon Sword Venerable-Chapter 253: Ye Tianling’s Second Ancestor Dao Void Body
Long Xuanji’s voice was sharp, booming through the clouds like a clap of thunder that shook one’s soul.
His words ignited an uproar.
The Saint Masters in particular—Duan Jiutian, Long Fengyang, Long Wentian, Long Qingwan, and Qitian Dao—all turned to look. Their gazes burned with intensity, instantly locking onto ’Ye Tianling’s clone’.
"Is it really Ye Fengyang?"
A divine light manifested in Duan Jiutian’s eyes, transforming into Vast Purple Qi. The qi condensed, imbued with the rhythm of the Dao, and filled his vision with a radiant glow.
His eyes shining brilliantly, he began to scrutinize ’Wan Jimie’ with extreme care.
"It must be true! Otherwise, how could that little bastard have formed an Ancestor Dao Void Body? In a mere six months? Absolutely impossible!"
Long Fengyang’s tone was sinister, his expression nearly savage.
This Ye Tianling had shattered his worldview time and time again.
He had repeatedly assumed Ye Tianling would be crippled or that his energy would gradually run out. He expected him to become stiff and weak like last time, ultimately unable to fight and forced to watch hatefully as he himself departed in triumph.
Yet now, not only had Ye Tianling fought for this long, but he had also slaughtered Long Yunyue and Long Yunyao, and even nearly killed Long Yunfan!
A surge of intense jealousy even arose in Long Fengyang’s heart!
This jealousy made him subconsciously believe that all of Ye Tianling’s advantages were gained through shameful, corner-cutting methods and were fundamentally fragile!
"It does seem highly unlikely, yet their auras are almost identical. What other explanation could there be, besides Ye Fengyang willingly allowing himself to be refined into a Void Body? How could a mere native form an Ancestor Dao Void Body in just six months?"
Long Xuanji also found it incredible, and he spoke up to directly assert that Ye Tianling’s clone was, in fact, Ye Fengyang.
"This boy is viciously ambitious and utterly ruthless! Although Long Fengyang wasn’t good to him, Ye Fengyang passed on his Divine Blood, hid him away for his protection, and even found him a woman with a pure, recessive bloodline like Ye Yueling to be his Tripod Cauldron..."
He had such a wonderful father, yet he was so vicious as to refine him into a Void Body!
"Death would be too good for a Demon like him!"
Swayed by the suspicions and judgments of Duan Jiutian and the others, Saint Master Long Qingwan of the Elemental Magnetic Celestial Dragon Clan—the Silent Extinction Purple Dragon line—gradually came to believe it was true and spoke out in fury!
The words from the Saint Masters of the Four Great Dragon Clans fanned the flames of the already uproarious crowd, making the atmosphere even more intense.
"I can’t believe it. Ye Tianling refined his own father into a Void Body long ago! He killed his father to secure his own title as a Divine Child. No wonder he has Divine Blood, no wonder he dared to show up here so arrogantly. It’s all because he has an Ancestral Dao Clone."
"And here I thought he was a true genius whose talent could shake the heavens and astound the ages. Turns out he was just hiding an Ancestral Dao Clone all along!"
"He talked about severing his father-son relationship with Saint Master Long Fengyang, yet behind the scenes, he refined the Dragon Emperor’s separated clone into his own Void Body. Such a disgusting act! I’m ashamed to be associated with him!"
"Heh, unable to step into the Void Realm, he’d naturally have to think of some crooked, demonic ways to transform. Besides, for a Demon who’s always stabbing people with a Profound Ice Cold Iron Rod, isn’t this kind of thing perfectly normal?"
"Saint Master Long Fengyang must have known about this. That’s why he wanted to cut off his Dragon Blood, extinguish his Dragon Soul, and seize his Talent! After all, if a treacherous Demon, a Sinful Dragon like him isn’t expelled from the Dragon Race to set an example, won’t he tarnish the reputation of the Dragon Race?"
"We’re all Saint Son and Saintess Level cultivators. Don’t just repeat what everyone else is saying. Just because Ye Tianling manifested an Ancestor Dao Void Body, does that automatically mean it’s Ye Fengyang?"
"Jealousy is a truly terrifying thing. You always leap to the most malicious conclusions about others’ achievements. Do you even deserve to be called Saint Sons and Saintesses?"
"I’m sure Brother Qin Xingyu is worthy of being a Saint Child. Let’s exchange a few pointers when you have time."
"Oh? You? Once we leave this place, we’ll have a battle to the death—a Soul Battle! We can swear a combat oath right now: we won’t back down until one of us is dead!"
"You—"
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The scene was rife with various discussions, as well as disputes that formed from these differing viewpoints.
Several small-scale battles even erupted.
Ye Tianling sent Long Yunfan flying again with a single punch, causing him to vomit blood nonstop as the Dao light around his body shattered.
As for the jeers and taunts from the fickle Saint Sons and Saintesses, and the True Disciples from the great Ancestral Lands and Sects, Ye Tianling continued to ignore them all.
’A Void Body Clone? Are they saying I, Ye Tianling, can’t create one?’
’That’s just a testament to your ignorance, stupidity, and shortsightedness. You’ve simply never witnessed my supreme Demon Heart Sword Body.’
’Once you witness it, you’ll have to eat every last one of your words!’
Ye Tianling sneered inwardly.
At that moment, countless Saint Masters had their gazes locked on Wan Jimie—luring out ’Ye Fengyang’ may very well have been their objective from the start.
Under a cloud of suspicion, ’Wan Jimie’ wanted to deny the accusation, but he ultimately looked to Ye Tianling for guidance.
So, for the moment, he said nothing.
Ye Tianling, however, was very satisfied with Wan Jimie’s response.
"Oh? You bunch of useless Saint Masters, you shortsighted worms. I form one Ancestor Dao Void Body, and that automatically means I refined Ye Fengyang?"
Ye Tianling’s words dripped with contempt.
After Long Yunfan was blasted back, Long Xuanji shielded him from view and immediately took out an Elixir for him to consume to recover from his injuries.
Long Yunfan’s face was pale, his expression bleak.
He accepted the Elixir but then silently retreated a bit further.
He felt as if everyone’s eyes were on him—and their gazes were filled with disdain and condescending mockery.
It was the ultimate violation of his dignity!
He, Long Yunfan, had lost!
Long Yunfan’s gaze was locked on Ye Tianling. Everyone else believed that Ye Tianling’s Ancestor Dao Void Body was Ye Fengyang, but he didn’t think so.
Because only someone who had truly fought Ye Tianling could know just how monstrously ferocious and terrifying he was.
The wisps of his Killing Dao seemed to contain the profundity of the Holy Dao, perhaps even the Divine Dao, far surpassing the Battle Power of a mere Ancestor Dao Void Body.
With his own Battle Power being so heaven-defying, creating an Ancestor Dao Void Body would naturally be a simple matter for him.
’But... has no one else realized this?’
Long Yunfan found it all incredibly ironic.
"Isn’t it true?" Long Wentian’s voice was cold. He hailed from the Bloodthirsty Black Dragon Clan, the same clan as Saintess Long Qingzhuo’s maternal family.
Yet now, he was confronting Ye Tianling head-on, trying to crush him with his imposing aura.
"Yes, you’re right! But I didn’t just perform Refinement on Ye Fengyang; I did it to Long Fengyang, too! Come on out, my second Ancestor Dao Void Body, the one I refined from ’Long Fengyang’!"
Ye Tianling’s eyes were filled with contempt, his tone thick with mockery.
It was the kind of look one gives to a troupe of insignificant, posturing clowns.
VMMMMM—
The moment Ye Tianling’s voice faded, the instant his "confession" sent a tremendous shock through the crowd, ’Que De’, who had been waiting to make his move, began to coordinate.
