Chapter 137: The Four Immortal Kings of the Foreign Realm Gather!

Lin Ao Tian didn’t expect that as soon as he appeared, he would notice something was off!

This wasn’t Norlan; it was his good friend Yu Tuo!

It should have been Norlan acting, but Lin Ao Tian was used to such changes by now.

At least the main storyline was still correct.

But when he broke through the void and saw the woman by the Fire Mulberry Tree, he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Lin Ao Tian appeared a thousand miles away from the Fire Mulberry Tree.

He saw Yan Ling’er immobilized by Yu Tuo, while Ling Feng stood in front of her.

“Yan Ling’er?”

Lin Ao Tian was slightly shaken, the woman’s name echoing in his mind.

Then, a scene unfolded in his mind.

…

A thatched hut engulfed in flames, the yard in ruins.

Fire Mulberry petals falling.

Red flower rain, drifting with the wind.

…

Lin Ao Tian felt an inexplicable heartache.

For a moment, he couldn’t tell if it was an illusion or reality.

Just as he was thinking,

The next second.

Lin Ao Tian’s face showed a hint of confusion.

Wait!

Yan Ling’er looked at him strangely!

It didn’t seem like she knew him well!

And Ling Feng’s behavior was odd too!

But at this moment.

Boom!

The skeletal hand dispersed, Yu Tuo’s arm destroyed!

Liu Ruyan in white appeared!

Her aura was far beyond what it was before!

Empress Qingcheng’s eyes sparkled.

She didn’t expect Liu Ruyan to reach this level.

She had seen that Liu Ruyan was always an avatar, with her true body resting.

…

Ling Feng was ecstatic, shouting, “Goddess Liu!”

Liu Ruyan glanced at him calmly, nodding slightly.

At this moment, Ling Feng finally felt relieved.

Then,

He turned to Yan Ling’er beside him, smiling with joy, “Princess Ling’er, we’re saved!”

“Hehe!”

“Ling Feng, you’re celebrating too early!”

A mocking voice echoed.

In the void, three figures emerged.

At this moment.

Four Immortal Kings of the foreign realm gathered in the Northern Region!

Even Lin Ao Tian in the distance was stunned.

By the broken Fire Mulberry Tree.

Crack!

Crack!

The space began to distort.

Supreme pressure descended!

At this moment.

Liu Ruyan frowned slightly, looking up at the void, her hands behind her back.

A bit of chaotic light swirled at her fingertips.

Nuwa Clan’s true technique!

The divine kingdoms and citizens within the three thousand light clusters emitted worship power ten times stronger than before!

A true phoenix’s shadow flickered around her.

This time, her immortal pressure was even denser, an ancient aura emanating from her.

Three figures emitting hazy immortal light, carrying supreme pressure, appeared one after another in the space.

The first was Qian Yuan, stepping on a purple thunder dragon, immortal patterns swirling around him, purple lotuses encircling him.

At this moment, his brows showed a hint of anger, coldly staring at the white-clad woman below.

His immortal power surged like a vast ocean.

The waves of destruction he emitted made Leng Ningshuang tremble in the distance.

Qian Yuan felt humiliated before!

Although he admitted her strength, she fought him, Nolan, and the Blood Ancestor with an avatar.

It was a contempt for the other Immortal Kings!

This time, he would use his true strength!

In the distance, Lin Ao Tian’s eyes narrowed slightly, the Nine Secrets concealing chaos, even Immortal Kings couldn’t detect him.

Empress Qingcheng and the others couldn’t detect him either.

As for Ji Yue’er, she was covered by a halo, squeezing out a smile, gratefully looking at Empress Qingcheng.

“Immortal King Qian Yuan?”

“Why is this old guy in the foreign realm?”

“And just now, they mentioned Ling Feng?”

“Do the Immortal Kings of the foreign realm already know him?”

Lin Ao Tian stroked his chin, pondering…

Empress Qingcheng remained calm, her gaze fixed on Liu Ruyan.

The next second.

Another figure stepped out.

A scholarly middle-aged man.

He exuded death, his blood-red eyes filled with mountains of corpses and seas of blood, countless wailing spirits begging for mercy.

In the depths of his eyes, there was a hint of fear.

Even with his ancient, desolate heart, there was a ripple.

This Nuwa descendant was so strong!

It seemed!

The records from hundreds of thousands of years ago were true!

Finally.

A golden war chariot broke through the space.

The chariot was covered in knife and sword marks… filled with the aura of ages.

A heavenly halberd stood quietly on the left side of the chariot, emitting an aura that could tear the sky at any moment.

On the right side was an ancient shield, inscribed with indecipherable language.

Red Peak Spear!

Immortal Shield!

Lin Ao Tian looked at the last person to appear, shaking his head with a faint smile.

As expected of the King of Arrogance!

Though not the strongest Immortal King of the foreign realm, he had the highest presence!

But…

Why were they here?

Because of Liu Ruyan?

Unlikely…

The ancient artifact key?

But it wouldn’t take four Immortal Kings, one would be enough!

Meanwhile.

By the Fire Mulberry Tree.

When Liu Ruyan appeared, Yan Ling’er regained her freedom.

She was about to act again but was firmly stopped by Leng Ningshuang!

“Princess, wait a bit longer!”

“Crossing realms takes time for great figures!”

After speaking, Leng Ningshuang looked warily at the void, incredulous.

“Damn it!”

“Why are so many Immortal Kings from the foreign realm here!”

“Do they really want to exterminate the Tianxuan Three Thousand Continents?”

Yan Ling’er said nothing, frowning, her beautiful eyes flickering, as if trying to grasp something, she stopped, not because of the sudden appearance of several Immortal Kings, but because of an inexplicable feeling.

It felt like something or someone extremely important was approaching.

Just like the first time she felt the Fire Mulberry Tree’s call.

Very strong!

Not far in front of her.

A green-clad figure trembled slightly.

Ling Feng’s joy froze, replaced by solemnity.

Because he saw Leng Ningshuang’s tense posture and Liu Ruyan’s frown.

And the ancient-clad woman’s fear dissipated, leaving only a smile.

All this indicated that the voice’s owner was very powerful!

Definitely an Immortal King of the foreign realm!

At the same time, when the other party mentioned Ling Feng’s name, he had a strong premonition.

This battle was started by them!

“Hiss…”

“It’s over!”

“This time we’re really doomed!”

“Disciple, what kind of luck do you have…”

The old man in the ring muttered to himself, his mouth twitching.

Feeling the supreme immortal pressure from the figures.

When the golden war chariot appeared, the old man gasped deeply.