Ling Tian Sword God-Chapter 808 - 806: Heavenly Eye Clan

The leader of the people in black felt his body out of his control, as if he was truly sinking into a starry black hole, about to be strangled and annihilated by this natural disaster.

"No! I am an Elder of the Heavenly Constructor Family's Liu clan, you can't kill me!"

Filled with extreme fear, the leader of the people in black could no longer care about keeping his identity secret. At this moment, he couldn't even save his life, what use was keeping secrets to take to the Netherworld?

"Liu Family? Even if you're from the royal family, I'll kill you all the same!"

The withered old man let out a cold laugh, showing no hesitation as he clasped his hands together to complete the gesture. The starry black hole engulfed the leader of the people in black alive.

Not far away, the Royal Elder shook his head. Although the Nine Provinces Land was indeed under the rule of the Nine Great Families, it didn't mean the Nine Great Families were the most powerful forces. There were always stronger individuals, and this withered old man was someone they couldn't afford to offend.

The screams of the leader of the people in black abruptly stopped, and after devouring him, the starry black hole swiftly closed, along with the surrounding starry sky world, which also dissipated.

"Where is the Elder?"

The assassins of the Liu Family stared at the spot where the leader of the people in black once stood, now empty, his presence completely vanished. If the starry sky world was just an illusion, then where did the leader go?

Could he have simply evaporated?

"What is the origin of this old man?"

Ling Chen had been watching the battle, his heart in turmoil. A formidable Nine-fold Strong in the Sky Apex Realm was effortlessly killed by this old man, without even a chance to fight back.

Moreover, the leader of the people in black had claimed to be from the Liu Family, yet this withered old man showed no leniency and mercilessly killed him.

Clearly, he had no regard for the Liu Family, one of the Nine Great Families.

He was a Saint, and among Saints, he was absolutely a powerhouse.

What puzzled Ling Chen was why the withered old man recognized Ling Yin and even claimed she was his granddaughter?

But thinking carefully, Ling Yin was originally a slave girl he bought in the capital of Wind Country, and he knew at the time that she was not from the Five Kingdoms, likely a person of this Central Dynasty.

He speculated that Ling Yin was a descendant of some ancient power in the Nine Provinces Land, which was partly why he bought her then.

It seems Ling Yin may very well be this withered old man's granddaughter.

"Go back and tell your Liu Family's Elder Ancestor that I will personally come to settle this account."

The withered old man did not pursue to kill them all but glanced coldly at the nearest assassin and spoke.

"Leave!"

The assassins dared not linger and immediately turned to flee at the withered old man's words, disappearing quickly.

Such a formidable adversary was beyond what they could handle. Only their Elder Ancestor might be able to stop this old man.

But judging from his words, he seemed not to regard their Elder Ancestor highly at all?

"Brother Sky Eye, please quell your anger. The Liu Family likely didn't know Xiao Yin was your granddaughter; otherwise, they wouldn't dare to act against her, even with a hundred daring hearts."

The Royal Elder approached with a bitter smile, explaining for the Liu Family, a part of the Nine Great Families and subjects to the Imperial Court.

"Hmph, if anything happens to Xiao Yin, there's no need for the Liu Family to exist anymore."

The withered old man's eyes gleamed coldly, and the Royal Elder's pupils contracted slightly at his words, knowing he wasn't joking. If this withered old man were truly infuriated, the Liu Family would indeed be doomed.

"Who are you... My Brother Ling Chen... what happened to him?"

Ling Yin didn't recognize the withered old man. Her memory before meeting Ling Chen was blank, and in her memories, Ling Chen was her only family, and the best person to her.

"Who is Ling Chen? I am your grandfather, Xiao Yin. Have you forgotten even your grandfather?"

The withered old man seemed anxious.

"Grandfather?"

Ling Yin shook her head, "I don't have a grandfather, only a brother..."

"Think carefully, do you truly remember nothing?"

The withered old man appeared agitated, and as he was about to inquire further, Ling Chen approached, clasping his hands and saying, "Senior, Xiao Yin cannot remember her childhood. If you are truly her close relative, please do not trouble her."

"Boy, what does it have to do with you? Are you that Ling Chen?"

The withered old man scrutinized Ling Chen, "How do you, young man, know Xiao Yin?"

"It's a long story."

Ling Chen, considering the withered old man a close elder of Ling Yin, didn't hide anything and recounted the encounter with Ling Yin and her experiences over the years, from minor details to major events.

"Damn it, my negligence back then caused Xiao Yin such great harm."

The withered old man showed a face of regret. Had he not been careless and defeated by an enemy, leading to his family's destruction, Ling Yin wouldn't have suffered such a wandering fate.

"At this moment, Xiao Yin might not be able to recall past events. This matter needs to proceed gradually."

Ling Chen anticipated this day might come, having recognized Ling Yin's extraordinary nature from the moment they met, noting her unique Mental Power Talent and strange eyes marking her as exceptional.

"Alas, I owe her too much,"

The withered old man sighed heavily, steeped in deep guilt, and then turned to Ling Yin, "I must take her back to the family to receive its legacy, helping her to ascend to the Saint Realm. Perhaps becoming a Saint will help her recover her memory."

Achieving sainthood via Mental Power is extremely challenging, yet once successful, it offers more strength than a typical Saint.

Furthermore, the advancement of mental power greatly aids the soul and might awaken buried memories.

"I won't go with you; I want to stay with Brother Ling Chen."

Nonetheless, Ling Yin shook her head coldly. She felt no emotion toward the withered old man because she simply didn't know him.

"Nonsense!"

The withered old man shouted harshly, "Only by returning to the family can you fully unleash your potential. Otherwise, you'll be wasting your talents as a direct descendant of the Heavenly Eye Clan!"

"Only the family can cultivate you into a top-tier Saint, to someday overlook the Nine Provinces and dominate the world, which would be as easy as flipping your hand. What can you gain by staying with this boy?"

"Being with Brother Ling Chen is all I care for. What's the Heavenly Eye Clan to me?"

Yet Ling Yin remained unmoved, ignoring his grand promises, steadfastly unwilling to leave with him.