Chapter 43: Sacred Body Descends into Madness? Liu Ruyan Takes Action!

Inside the ring.

The elder’s nerves tightened, and his face turned grave.

Damn!

This woman changes faces too fast!

Just then.

“Wait!”

A gentle voice echoed.

Lin Ao Tian, hands behind his back, spoke earnestly, “Goddess King, please don’t do this!”

“Grant Lin some face; Brother Ling is a Sacred Body of the human race. Having just unlocked five seals, if resealed, I fear they may never be lifted in his lifetime!”

“Today, everyone saw how aggressive the foreign realm was. If our race gains another Great Sacred Body, it will be a significant boost in the future war. The foreign realm’s strength speaks for itself!”

“Furthermore, though Brother Ling’s words were improper, I can tell he isn’t as everyone thinks. His nature isn’t bad!”

Lin Ao Tian had spoken more today than any other day.

Damn it!

If you seal him again, how am I supposed to advance the plot?

Just stuck here?

Ridiculous, I was waiting to harvest his gains.

“Gasp… What a righteous young master!”

“Indeed, we were truly short-sighted!”

The Jiang family disciples showed admiration.

Even Jiang Tai’s gaze towards Lin Ao Tian held a hint of appreciation.

In the shadows.

Ji Daotian’s mouth twitched slightly.

It’s here!

This scene, truly familiar!

Ling Feng could empathize, it felt the same as back at the Ji family!

He’s definitely not helping me!

Ling Feng could be certain!

But Jiang Luoli really halted, turning back with a resentful gaze, biting her thin lips.

“What did you just call me?”

These words left everyone stunned.

Damn!

There’s something going on!

Lin Ao Tian felt overwhelmed by her gaze, his eyes shifting away.

Damn it!

Fine!

Ling Feng, I’m really doing this for you!

Sigh, then I’ll reluctantly sacrifice myself.

“Luo Li~”

Hearing this address, Jiang Luoli smiled.

This scene made Ji Yue’er tremble all over.

I was careless!

This woman dares to play such tricks now!

How could she dare?

So many Jiang family members around, she’s really going all out!

At this moment, the Jiang family still hadn’t recovered, remaining bewildered.

Then.

Jiang Luoli, coldly glared at Ling Feng.

“Lin Lang’s words hold, you can go…”

Ling Feng remained wooden, his eyes vacant.

Just now…

The Goddess King acted so intimately!

Impossible!

Ling Feng felt a sharp, penetrating pain.

As if everything meant for him was stolen!

He was jealous!

Overlaying the pain he felt at the Ji family!

Boom!

Now, his golden blood began turning black!

His pupils became blood-red.

The violent aura emitted, shocking Lin Ao Tian.

Damn it!

Something’s wrong!

The protagonist is about to turn dark?

At this moment, Ling Feng heard no sound.

His originally black pupils turned demonic.

A demonic energy grew inside him.

And, despite the elder’s frantic calls from the ring, no effect.

He was descending into madness…

Meanwhile.

In the void.

There was a light sigh.

“Sigh~”

Liu Ruyan’s eyes showed disappointment, seeing Ling Feng’s state.

She started doubting whether she’d made the wrong choice before.

Or maybe this was his destined path?

But if she didn’t act now, Ling Feng would truly descend into madness…

Then.

Her figure slowly stepped out.

In an instant!

Time froze.

On Martial Peak, every person, every grass and tree, stayed still, consciousness paused.

Even the air ceased flowing.

Only Lin Ao Tian couldn’t move, but his consciousness was clear.

Inside him, the three ancient characters burning with emperor flames protected his mind.

Only then.

A figure shrouded in immortal aura, with three thousand rays of immortal light rotating behind, appeared in his view.

This is…

Descendant of Nuwa, Liu Ruyan?!

The next second.

The figure vanished, as if never there.

And Ling Feng was gone.

Ding!

Time resumed flow…

“Damn!”

“What’s that?!”

“Prince Lin just called the Goddess King what?”

“Gasp… Damn, I was so shallow. Didn’t expect Prince Lin to grasp the Dao’s essence at such a young age!”

“Oh my god… My heart’s about to jump out, the Goddess King is so close to Prince Lin!!”

…

The Jiang family disciples were all shocked, not noticing Ling Feng’s disappearance.

Lin Ao Tian’s gaze turned distant, looking at the far sky, pondering.

The protagonist is indeed the protagonist…

When facing an irreversible crisis, someone always helps.

However… with the development of the plot, has it diverged?

Thinking of this, Lin Ao Tian asked internally, “System, clarify?”

[Ding, the host’s appearance has changed the original story. The side plot has some influence, but it doesn’t affect the main storyline. As long as the host advances the main storyline, rewards will be given…]

“Is that so?”

At this moment.

The sunset.

Eastern Wilderness, Northern Region.

Still the same stone village.

Inside the ancestral hall.

Ling Feng’s face was pale, his head hung low like a junior in front of an elder, not daring to look up.

Had Liu Ruyan not acted, he’d have fallen into the demonic path.

Becoming a killing machine.

But Liu Ruyan had great expectations for him, though unspoken, he knew.

Yet this time, his actions fell short, compounded by his previous tone towards the Goddess…

Guilt, self-blame, and fear of disappointing the Goddess surged.

In front of him stood a white-clad figure, hands behind, eyes full of stars, deep in thought.

After a long time.

“Goddess… I’m sorry… I disappointed you…”

Ling Feng mustered courage, whispered lowly.

No response for a while.

Ling Feng’s heart sank.

Could the Goddess, who treated him like family, also leave?

The next second.

The stars in Liu Ruyan’s eyes halted, her gaze clear.

She looked at the setting sun, speaking calmly, “You haven’t disappointed me… nor let me down…”

“You’ve let yourself down, and disappointed them…”

Liu Ruyan pointed to the statues at the ancestral hall’s front.

They were several men, somewhat resembling Ling Feng.

Their eyes brimming with anger and fury, faces unyielding and filled with battle intent.

These statues seemed ancient, time couldn’t erode their presence, exuding a profound sense of history.

Ling Feng paused, puzzled.

He understood the first sentence, but what did the second mean?

He knew none of the statues, even the village chief said they’d been there since his childhood, maybe left by ancestors…

“Do you know what you bear?” hearing the calm voice, Ling Feng hesitated but shook his head.

The next second.

Ling Feng felt the world spin.