As eight seconds passed, the pulling force coming from his head suddenly became stronger countless times. Ling Bingtian only felt a flash before his eyes, and he had returned to the familiar cave.
Looking at the familiar soul guide light in front of him and the looming qualification film behind him, Ling Bingtian felt inexplicably in a trance, as if everything that had happened in the past few days seemed so unreal.
Fortunately, a familiar yet unfamiliar voice quickly interrupted Ling Bingtian's trance.
"Xiaotian? You're back."
There was a hint of surprise in the first half of the sentence, while the second half was full of joy at confirming Ling Bingtian's return.
The person who spoke was none other than Ling Yongming, who was sitting at the membrane, but at this time, he didn't seem to be in a very good condition.
Ling Bingtian looked closely and immediately realized that something was very wrong with his uncle's current state.
The aura on his body fluctuated violently, and his face also took on an abnormal sallow color.
What surprised Ling Bingtian the most was that not far from where Ling Yongming sat cross-legged, there was a pool of dried blood!
There are various signs that Ling Yongming was injured, and it was not a minor injury.
"Uncle, are you okay?"
Without thinking too much, Ling Bingtian hurriedly stepped forward to help Ling Yongming who was about to get up, and then asked full of doubts.
With Ling Yongming's level 95 super Douluo cultivation, plus the bonuses from the Far North and the 100,000-year ninth spirit ring, there should be only a handful of people on the mainland who can hurt him.
No matter how he thought about it, Ling Bingtian couldn't think of anyone who could injure Ling Yongming so severely.
But soon, Ling Yongming's words cleared up Ling Bingtian's doubts.
"It's okay, it's okay. My uncle is fine. My good boy, you have very good observation skills. My uncle just felt a heart palpitation inexplicably some time ago, and it seemed that something had cut off the connection with me."
"After the connection was cut off, the soul power in my body naturally became chaotic, and I vomited blood. It was nothing serious. When your uncle and I traveled all over the country, this thing can't be called an injury."
Ling Yongming responded to Ling Bingtian with a calm smile. From his relaxed posture, Ling Bingtian could tell that some of his words were not lying.
From Ling Yongming's words, Ling Bingtian also learned the reason for his injury. Speaking of which, it had something to do with Ling Bingtian himself.
The injuries on his body were probably the result of the spatial cracks invading the small plane after the existence of the phantom of the red giant sword cut off the connection between the God Realm and the small plane, and the altar was torn apart by the space cracks.
Ling Yongming established a connection with the altar in the small plane, and the connection established between the two was similar to a chain of mutual aid.
Both are prosperous and prosperous, and both suffer losses.
Therefore, when the altar was attacked by space cracks and collapsed, Ling Yongming was affected.
But later, the divine bead stabilized the small plane in time, so Ling Yongming was only injured. Otherwise, his life might not be saved.
As for the minor injury mentioned in the second half of what he said, it must have been a lie told by Tian Tian to comfort Ling Bing.
Glancing at Ling Yongming's slightly trembling legs, Ling Bingtian wisely did not expose him, but silently stabilized his body. After saying hello, Ling Bingtian asked about the whereabouts of his grandfather Ling Yongsheng.
"Yongsheng, after I detected a small group of soul masters exploring the area through the altar two hours ago, he went to convince people with reason." Ling Yongming endured the pain in his body and answered Ling Bingtian's question with a smile. question.
Ling Bingtian understood that in this fantasy background, if someone dared to touch the bottom line of a family's strength, accidents would happen every day.
Over the years in the Ling family, Ling Bingtian has been taught that family is the first priority. It is not appropriate for him to say anything about Ling Yongsheng's practice of "convincing people with reason."
"Da da da…"
Just as he was thinking about it, a burst of footsteps came from the direction of the cave entrance.
Ling Bingtian and Ling Yongming turned around and saw Ling Yongsheng walking out from the other end of the passage. When they saw Ling Bingtian was there, his face showed obvious joy.
"Xiaotian, you're out!"
Ling Yongsheng greeted Ling Bingtian happily at first, but the next moment, when he saw Ling Yongming's injuries, his eyes suddenly became serious.
At the same time, an astonishing momentum suddenly burst out from this old man who was over 200 years old!
"Brother, what's wrong with you? Which grandson hurt you? Tell me, I will twist off his head and play it as a ball!"
Ling Yongsheng opened his mouth, and his military-style ruffianism was revealed because of his anger at this moment.
Ling Bingtian suddenly felt a chill rising from the back of his forehead. He could be the target of the old man's irritation!
Ling Yongming didn't think it was anything. It seemed that he had never seen the Ling family like this in the Ling family before.
He just responded to Ling Yongsheng indifferently: "It's nothing, there may be something wrong at the altar. But since Xiaotian has come out, it should be no big deal."
That's what he said, but Ling Bingtian couldn't see it, which didn't mean Ling Yongsheng couldn't see it.
The injuries on Ling Yongming's body at this time were definitely not as simple as spitting out a few mouthfuls of bruises.
A mighty super Douluo, but now his breath is unstable and he can't even control his body without shaking. He must have suffered extremely serious internal injuries.
With Ling Yongsheng's knowledge, he could even judge that Ling Yongming's origin was definitely damaged at this time, and his soul power level might have dropped.
In fact, Ling Yongsheng's judgment was not wrong. The damage to the altar did have an extremely serious impact on Ling Yongming.
Now Ling Yongming is not only in so much pain that it is difficult to control his body, but the soul power level in his body has also dropped from level ninety-five to level ninety-three. Not to mention the fall of Super Douluo, the internal Dantian is not very stable. .
This also means that if there are no heavenly materials and earthly treasures to help him stabilize his Dantian, his soul power level may drop again.
Ling Yongsheng saw Ling Yongming's attitude, and twenty years of companionship made him understand his elder brother's thoughts.
Immediately, Ling Yongsheng also chose to change the topic, and turned to Ling Bingtian and asked: "That's it, that's okay. Xiaotian, what's your situation now?"
After saying that, he cast an extremely expectant look at Ling Bingtian, making Ling Bingtian feel like there were stars twinkling in his eyes.
Embarrassing way to change the subject. . .
Ling Bingtian complained helplessly in his heart, but Ling Yongsheng's gesture also made him realize that the severity of the uncle's injury was probably far greater than he imagined.
But the topic that Ling Yongsheng changed was still attractive enough. After listening to his words, Ling Yongming lowered his head and looked at Ling Bingtian expectantly.
Although Bing Shen had already announced to them, they still felt a little unbelievable as they had not actually seen or heard Ling Bingtian explain to them.
Seeing that the two elders were looking at him expectantly, Ling Bingtian had no choice but to reply respectfully: "Grandpa, I have accepted Lord Ice God's inheritance test."
As soon as the words fell to the ground, the two stones hanging above the heart suddenly fell safely into the hearts of their respective owners.
Bursts of laughter followed closely from the mouths of their respective masters.
In the laughter, there is relief, satisfaction, expectation, and tears...
