Nine Nether Heavenly Emperor

"Haha! Hahahaha!"

"Haha! Hahaha!"

"Haha!"

The clan members of the Ling Family, especially those absolute experts of the Ling Family, upon hearing Shi Feng's words, suddenly laughed heartily, as if they had heard the funniest joke on the Tianheng Continent.

They are members of the Ling Family, descendants of the Spirit Martial Emperor. They have fifteen supreme experts from the Ling Family here, yet this person dares say they should shatter their own Dantian, otherwise, they'll be annihilated.

Those words should've been said by the Ling Family!

"I thought this Netherworld was some remarkable figure, but turns out, he's just a fool with a bad brain!" sneered the Second Elder Ling Xuan of the Ling Family, full of disdain.

"These people were exaggerated by mere rumors. These frogs at the bottom of the well think they're extraordinary once they reach the Nine-star Martial Emperor Realm! In our Ling Family, what we lack the least is the Nine-star Supreme Martial Emperor! In this world, not achieving the God Realm means there's no such thing as being the best in the world." The Great Elder Ling Wei also spoke.

At this moment, amidst the supremely strong individuals of the Ling Family, the one who didn't join in laughing and maintained a serene demeanor was the Patriarch Ling Hun. His eyes were still scrutinizing the youth in front, who had acknowledged himself as the reincarnated Netherworld.

The world knows that sixteen years ago, Netherworld perished, and sixteen years later, the world hears again that Netherworld has reincarnated! A person dying and then reincarnating is truly against heavenly logic. Yet it truly happened with Netherworld.

Ling Hun had already discerned that this Netherworld was not possessing someone, his soul and body were no different from ordinary people, and indeed it's a sixteen-year-old body as truly reincarnated.

Facing the laughter from the Ling Family martial artists, Shi Feng's face remained calm, undisturbed.

Several Ghost Generals behind him, with somewhat explosive tempers, seeing the contemptuous laughter and hearing the scornful and insulting words, felt displeased.

However, since the Great Emperor hadn't ordered a fight, they still showed no trace of action.

"Strange, truly strange! In this world, there really exists reincarnation! I've broadened my horizons today," exclaimed Ling Hun, who hadn't spoken earlier, his gaze still fixed on Shi Feng.

Then, Ling Hun continued, "Netherworld, this time you come to my Ling Family, intending to trespass on Lingyin Peak, it's not only for Ling Sang, is it?"

Shi Feng looked at Ling Hun and coldly replied, "Seems like you've guessed it!"

Then, Shi Feng admitted, "That's right! Ling Sang, to me, is like a pig or dog, nothing more. Naturally, I wouldn't personally come to the North Domain for a mere pig or dog."

As Shi Feng's words fell, Ling Sang, who was kneeling in front of him, still showed no reaction as if under a spell, as if the pigs or dogs Shi Feng mentioned weren't referring to him.

Ling Hun's face gradually turned cold, his right hand crafting a Sword Finger pointing down at Lingyin Peak, coldly saying, "Then I wasn't wrong. You're here for that little miscreant in the mountains!"

"Little miscreant!" Upon hearing Ling Hun speak those three words, Shi Feng murmured them too, his expression instantly turning exceedingly icy.

His sister Shi Ling, after being born, was abandoned in the deep mountains. Fortunately, she didn't starve or get carried off by wolves, having been found by Bai Yue'e, his mother, growing up clinging to him.

This girl was very obedient, starting to help with household chores at a young age, always like a little tail, following him. The family was poor, never letting her taste anything delicious, yet he never heard her complain.

He often saw her laughing, and even a small stick of candied fruit could make her happy for a long time, caching it away to eat slowly.

"Little miscreant! Who are you calling a little miscreant! That's my own sister Shi Ling! She's the Princess Shi Ling of Netherworld Purgatory!" Instantly, Shi Feng's face showed a savage and ferocious look, a sudden roar bellowed from his mouth, and a powerful aura instantly surged forth.

"Kill! Today, annihilate the Ling Family, leave none alive!" Shi Feng pointed forward, bellowing again, his voice echoing across this world.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

Instantly, one cry after another resounded from behind Shi Feng.

The few Ghost Generals under Shi Feng and his disciples had been suppressing their battle desire all along. The moment Shi Feng shouted "kill," their battle intentions were thoroughly unleashed.

Upon Shi Feng's words falling, those thirteen figures suddenly moved, shooting forward rapidly towards the void.

Meanwhile, the kneeling Ling Sang in front of Shi Feng also moved, as if a released captive, swiftly flying towards his kinsmen in the Ling Family.

"Hmm?" Ling Family Patriarch Ling Hun, witnessing the suddenly charging experts and the flying Ling Sang at the forefront, shouted to the formidable individuals beside and behind him, "Battle! Slay Netherworld and these rogues. Be cautious of Ling Sang; his appearance seems odd!"

Then, Ling Hun shouted again to the dense group of Ling Family martial artists behind, "Ling Family members, heed the order, form the Spirit Martial Ancient Formation, assist us in slaying the enemy!"

"Yes!" The Ling Family members responded simultaneously to Ling Sang's command and began forming mysterious handprints with their hands.

"Battle!"

"Kill!"

The Nine-star Martial Emperor supreme experts of the Ling Family, seeing the charging crowd ahead and hearing Ling Hun's words, echoed cries of battle and kill, and then over a dozen bodies swiftly flew forward.

At this moment, the one receiving the most attention was Ling Sang flying at the front amidst the enemy group. Since Ling Sang's appearance, he had been kneeling in the void, emotionless and silent.

And now flying forward, still emotionless, everyone guessed that Ling Sang must have succumbed to some secret technique by the enemy, already under their control.

"This child is already controlled and fuels their arrogance, better directly kill to prevent further troubles!" At this moment, an elder with white hair in the Ling Family said, gazing at the swiftly charging Ling Sang.

While speaking, the elder had already formed a Sword Finger and launched an attack.

Just as the elder's Sword Finger was halfway through, suddenly the elder beside him shouted deeply, "Ling Xu, what are you doing!"

The elder was Ling Sang's senior relative, according to the generational hierarchy, Ling Sang's granduncle. Because Ling Sang, a genius of the younger generation had emerged in recent years, their line's status in the Ling Family had greatly increased.

Seeing Ling Sang seemingly disoriented, he couldn't allow others to harm him hastily. He quickly pointed, interrupting Ling Xu's elder's strike.