Ling Feng was baffled, "What… what do you mean?"

Ao Yun said gravely, "You have been recognized by the Xuanyuan Sword Shadow, which makes you a descendant of the Yellow Emperor! Although I was suppressed by the Emperor, he once appreciated my hard-earned cultivation. He personally lectured to dissipate the malevolence in my heart for three days! Since then, I have considered Emperor Huangdi my goal, my leader to follow, but…"

At this point, a hint of desolation appeared on Ao Yun's face.

With the Emperor gone, missing amidst the changes of heaven and earth, what could he do?

Ling Feng gave a wry smile and shook his head, "Please stand up, Senior. I'm still completely confused. What exactly is going on here? What did you mean by what you said earlier?"

Ao Yun stood up and said, "The world now is different from my time! Back then, when the Heavenly Dao opened, many God-Level Strongmen emerged on Earth, possessing unpredictable powers, and Emperor Huangdi was a strongman among God-Level Strongmen! Your Sky-level strength is nothing in comparison! But now… the Heavenly Dao has been sealed, and no more God-Level Strongmen will appear in this world! Even though I have passed through the heavenly tribulation, the Power of the Heaven and Earth Laws will seal my strength, rendering me as weak as a chicken!"

Ling Feng slowly nodded, understanding that the Sky-level he knew should be the Demi-God Domain, as described by Ao Yun.

As for the God-Level Strongmen, those must be the beings superior to Sky-level ones. However, Ling Feng had never heard of anyone surpassing Sky-level in the Underworld. It seemed Ao Yun's account was accurate; there were truly no gods in this world anymore!

"Right, what do you mean by Xuanyuan Sword Shadow?" Ling Feng, holding the Mo Yu Sword, said, "Are you implying that the Mo Yu Sword is just a phantom? How is that possible!"

Ao Yun explained, "That's exactly it. Although it is a phantom, it still carries the aura of the Xuanyuan Sword and can be considered its representative on Earth!"

Ling Feng found it hard to believe, overwhelmed by the day's events. His stout heart was barely managing to cope!

First, the transformation of the Flood Dragon, followed by secrets of the ancient leader, Yellow Emperor. It was Ling Feng's first time realizing that ancient myths were not just intangible stories; they were real, tangible existences!

Using this opportunity, Ling Feng asked Ao Yun several questions, to which Ao Yun answered each thoroughly. This gave Ling Feng a deeper understanding of the world.

"Alright! Since you've escaped your predicament, let's part ways here!" Ling Feng said indifferently, "You need not serve me as your master. After all, the Emperor lived thousands of years ago, and calling me his successor feels rather far-fetched!"

Ao Yun gave a bitter smile and said, "It's not that I don't want to leave, but currently, I have no other option but to follow you! I've successfully transcended the tribulation, and my blood has transformed into Dragon Blood. However, my strength is sealed by the Laws of Heaven and Earth. To these Monster Beasts, I'm like a walking treasure trove of Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures. Don't believe me? Just look..."

Ling Feng looked up and sure enough, a group of A-level Monster Beasts at Miao Cloud Ridge were eyeing Ao Yun with hungry, eager eyes. If not for their fear of Ling Feng's presence, they would have pounced already!

Ling Feng's expression turned peculiar as he regarded Ao Yun, "So you're saying you've become like Monk Tang from Journey to the West?"

Although Ao Yun didn't know who Monk Tang was, he sensed the gist of Ling Feng's words and responded with a wry smile, "If you can bear to watch me being devoured by these beasts, then go ahead! It's truly sad to think that a once Chinese Dragon like myself has come to such a pass, likely to be eaten by wild beasts!"

Ling Feng, feeling helpless, shook his head. Although Ao Yun's power was gone, having someone who understood the world deeply was greatly beneficial to Ling Feng. Moreover, now that he had the body of a Divine Dragon, how could Ling Feng, deeply rooted in his Huaxia heritage, possibly allow a Divine Dragon to be devoured by wild beasts?

"Let's go!" Ling Feng said softly, "You know the outside world has changed. Dragons and such have long since become myths, and I don't want you causing any trouble for me."

Ao Yun said with a smile, "Don't worry, I'm not stupid. I'll make you believe that saving me is the best deal you've ever made in your life!"

Ling Feng didn't know whether this was a good deal or not, but what he did know was that to get out, he needed to kill all the monster beasts with A-level strength.

Although Ling Feng's aura was oppressive, Ao Yun was simply too tempting for them, and the beasts couldn't help but start to stir.

When almost all of the monster beasts had gathered, they realized their own strength and began to swarm slowly towards Ling Feng and Ao Yun.

"You really are a troublemaker!" Ling Feng sighed.

Ao Yun chuckled, "My life, old as it is, is now in your hands, Young Master!"

"I've told you not to call me Young Master! That title is really antique!" Ling Feng, wielding the Mo Yu Sword, slashed at the nearest monster beast.

A flash of the sword blade passed, and the huge body of the monster beast was split open like tofu, its organs scattering all over, instantly filling the air with a stench of blood.

Stimulated by the smell of blood, the remaining monster beasts charged towards Ling Feng.

Originally, Ling Feng was stronger than these monster beasts, and now with the Mo Yu Sword, not a single one of them was a match for him.

When the bodies of the monster beasts had piled up at Ling Feng's feet, the remaining ones finally got cold feet and, peeing and rolling, scrambled back into the woods.

"Let's go now!" Ling Feng breathed a sigh of relief and then led Ao Yun out.

At that moment, the Mo Yu Sword transformed into a sword scar embedded in the palm of Ling Feng's hand, ready to appear in his hand whenever his heart desired. This pleasantly surprised Ling Feng.

However, to Ao Yun, Ling Feng's unsophisticated experience could only be silently scorned.

After leaving Miao Cloud Ridge, Ling Feng and Ao Yun strolled leisurely through the jungle. It wasn't that Ling Feng didn't want to speed up, but that Ao Yun was simply too slow! Moreover, he wouldn't let Ling Feng carry him, claiming it was unfit for an elderly man to be carried on the back by the Young Master!

"Haha, it really is you!" Just then, a crisp voice rang out, and a red-haired girl riding a White Leopard appeared in front of Ling Feng, "Hmph, you didn't let me find you before, but this time I'll definitely teach you a lesson!"

Ling Feng looked amused and said, "What should I call you today, Yuwen Xiangyu, or Yu Wen Ting Yu?"

Yuwen Xiangyu's eyes widened, "You... you know?"

Ling Feng chuckled, "I'm not stupid; the two types of power within you, ice and fire, glow like a beacon. I just played along with you last time because I was seriously injured. You didn't really think I couldn't tell, did you?"

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