Immortal Cultivating Dynasty

"Are you talking about the Lin family?" Zhou Ning frowned slightly and said, "That's impossible. Everyone in the Lin family has died. I have personally confirmed that there is no seed of revenge."    

    

There was a faint fire burning in his eyes. He seemed to have heard the countless sounds of fighting and crying that night.    

    

Yang Xuan took another step forward and asked with a heavy voice, "Master, are you sure?"    

    

"I am sure!"    

    

As soon as Zhou Ning finished speaking, Yang Xuan immediately stood to the side, revealing the few people behind him.    

    

Ning Zifeng, Ghost King, Chen Sansi, and... Lin Xiaotian who was trembling all over!    

    

In an instant, Zhou Ning felt as if he had seen an evil ghost. His breathing became ragged, and his eyes stared at Lin Xiaotian. He struggled to hold Lin Xiaotian's hand, and there was even a soft whimper coming from his throat.    

    

After a long time, Zhou Ning gritted his teeth and said with a complicated expression, "Why do you look so similar to the patriarch of the Lin Family, could it be..."    

    

"That's right! The patriarch of the Lin Family, Lin Changkong, is my father!" Lin Xiaotian finally stood up, gritted his teeth, and said with a flushed face.    

    

The grudge from ten years ago had once again occurred in this spacious hall. The surrounding people revealed a hint of shock on their faces, except for the calm and composed Yang Xuan.    

    

Yang Xuan had a faint guess in his heart when he saw Lin Xiaotian mention the irrepressible hatred of the Zhou family, but he never thought that it would be such a deep-seated hatred!    

    

At this moment, Zhou Ning finally understood that everything was the root of his misfortune.    

    

He closed his eyes painfully and murmured, "Why? Why did you escape from that deadly tribulation?"    

    

Until now, Zhou Ning still had no intention of repenting. Instead, he hated himself for not eliminating the root of the problem.    

    

"You regret it a lot, don't you? You let me escape, but in the end, your son didn't. Hehehe. "    

    

The expression on Lin Xiaotian's face became crazy. His eyes turned red as he stared at Zhou Ning. His voice was hoarse and unpleasant to hear.    

    

"It has been ten years, a whole ten years. I have been dreaming about how to get rid of the Zhou family and how to kill you to avenge my family. I never thought that I would meet you today. It's just that my plan is a little different from mine!"    

    

"You are too naive."    

    

Zhou Ning slowly opened his eyes. His eyes had become firm and filled with killing intent. He had returned to the arrogant face of the patriarch of the Zhou family.    

    

"The most important thing about revenge is strength. Your current strength is too ridiculous."    

    

As soon as his voice faded, Zhou Ning extended his hand towards Lin Xiaotian and clenched it in the void. It was as if Lin Xiaotian's neck had been pinched. It was extremely painful.    

    

Immediately after that, Zhou Ning raised his hand and lifted it up. Lin Xiaotian just floated in the air and his two legs kept shaking in the air.    

    

Upon seeing this situation, Ning Zifeng's eyes turned cold. He was about to attack, but he was stopped by Yang Xuan.    

    

"Don't worry. He has been planning for so many years, and this is not the only trick he has."    

    

Yang Xuan's voice seemed to have magic power. It immediately made Ning Zifeng quiet down. He slowly took back his hand and stood aside to watch.    

    

As expected, when Lin Xiaotian was about to run out of energy, he raised his hand with difficulty and waved at Ghost King.    

    

In the next moment, Ghost King seemed to have changed into another person. He stood up from the ground, and with a fierce expression, he shot out two huge balls of black gas at Zhou Ning.    

    

This sudden change stunned Zhou Ning for a moment. Then, he was forced to let go of Lin Xiaotian, shattering Ghost King's black Qi and causing Lin Xiaotian to fall heavily to the ground.    

    

"All of you! You guys are in the same group!"    

    

Zhou Ning said in disbelief. His face was full of shock. Ning Zifeng and Chen Sansi were also stunned.    

    

"This guy... is really a spectral cultivator..." Ning Zifeng murmured. Yang Xuan stood on the side and nodded.    

    

At this moment, Ghost King was no longer an ordinary person. He was like a devil. The ghost energy on his body was so dense that Yang Xuan felt as if his Spirit Aura had been corroded.    

    

What shocked everyone the most was Ghost King's identity as a ghost cultivator.    

    

One should know that the State Hall had been cleaned up in a grandiose manner. All the spectral cultivators in the Great Wei had been cleaned up, and those who were caught were executed on the spot. Those who weren't caught also left Wei Kingdom.    

    

It had been countless of years, and no ghost cultivators had ever appeared in the land of the Wei Kingdom.    

    

This time, Ning Zifeng could no longer stand still. He took out a long spear from his spatial storage bag and thrust it at Ghost King.    

    

"Damned ghost cultivator! How dare you stir up trouble in my Great Wei? Today, I will take your life!"    

    

As soon as his voice faded, Lin Xiaotian rushed over and grabbed Ning Zifeng's long spear.    

    

"Mr Ning, don't! This is my attendant!"    

    

"Attendant?"    

    

Ning Zifeng was stunned for a moment, and then his face turned cold. He took back his long spear, stared at Lin Xiaotian and said, "Could it be that you are also a spectral cultivator?"    

    

The Spiritual Force on Lin Xiaotian's body was very mellow and mellow. There was no devil Qi in it. It was because of this that Ning Zifeng held back the anger in his heart and did not rush to attack.    

    

Lin Xiaotian took a deep look at Ghost King, sighed and said, "Of course I'm not. It was him who saved me back then. In order to avenge me, he fell into the devil path. This is my revenge. I beg Mr Ning not to interfere."    

    

Ghost King was stunned for a moment. Then, he gritted his teeth and shot out two more balls of black Qi, delaying Zhou Ning's footsteps.    

    

Lin Xiaotian's words were not directed at Ning Zifeng, but towards Wine Sword Immortal who was hiding in the void.    

    

Ning Zifeng hesitated for a moment, then turned around and looked at Yang Xuan. When Yang Xuan nodded at him, he put down the long spear in his hand and slowly stepped back.    

    

"What do you mean? Everyone has the right to punish spectral cultivators. Can you continue watching?" Ning Zifeng said to Yang Xuan as soon as he arrived.    

    

Yang Xuan waved his hand with a smile. "Let them handle their own matters. If this matter gets out of hand, won't the one behind you still be watching?"    

    

After saying that, Yang Xuan turned his head and looked at the scene again.    

    

Without the restraint on this side, Lin Xiaotian finally let go of it completely. He roared and rushed towards Zhou Ning.    

    

Zhou Ning had just dispersed Ghost King's boundless black Qi, causing him to feel extremely irritated. When he saw Lin Xiaotian rushing towards him, he became even angrier. He stomped his feet and shouted.    

    

"Hundred Rotation Thousand Reversal Formation!"    

    

In the next moment, a cyclone flew out from Zhou Ning's palm. It quickly landed on the ground in front of him. For a moment, the entire hall shook violently. It made the seemingly solid roof beam creak.    

    

As for Yang Xuan and the others, they felt the space in front of them shake. They were already in a completely sealed space. In front of them were countless tall walls and forks in the road. No one knew where they were going.    

    

"This is bad. This old thief has put all of us in!" Ning Zifeng immediately shouted.