"Linghu Mingye — that's the Linghu Mingye ranked fourth among the Ten Prodigies of Ancestral Martial. He actually entered the Ancestral Martial Cultivation Realm too."
The moment Linghu Mingye was spotted, every faction present in the plaza turned their gazes toward him. Dongguo Bingyu and the others, in particular, couldn't conceal the worry that surfaced in their eyes.
After all, Linghu Mingye's strength surpassed even Linghu Lun's. Everyone could sense it — his cultivation was that of a Martial Immortal, second rank.
Now, Dongguo Bingyu was also a Martial Immortal of the second rank.
But Dongguo Bingyu was a full two hundred years older than Linghu Mingye.
Two hundred years might not matter much for an ordinary martial cultivator, but for the geniuses gathered here, that gap was enormous.
Linghu Mingye had stepped into the Martial Immortal realm before the age of a hundred. So when he reached Dongguo Bingyu's age, what level would he have attained? It wasn't hard to imagine.
Saying he would break into the Venerable realm within two hundred years was perhaps impossible, but becoming an outstanding figure among Martial Immortals within that span was entirely within reach.
This was what a true genius of the Ancestral Martial Star Domain looked like.
More importantly, this genius had only just entered the Ancestral Martial Cultivation Realm — he was still a newcomer.
Which meant he was eligible to enter the Sacred Spirit Light Formation.
And while Chu Feng and the others had likely already made it into the Sacred Spirit Light Formation, they had earned the enmity of the Linghu Heavenly Clan in the process.
Once the Linghu Heavenly Clan's newcomers entered the Sacred Spirit Light Formation, they would absolutely not let Chu Feng's group off the hook.
Linghu Mingye's appearance, naturally, was very bad news for Dongguo Bingyu and the rest.
"Mingye, your arrival couldn't be better. Enter the Sacred Spirit Light Formation at once and give that Chu Feng a proper lesson."
Sure enough, the moment Linghu Mingye appeared, Linghu Tiemian issued his order without hesitation, making it publicly clear that he expected Linghu Mingye to deal with Chu Feng and his companions.
"I've already told you — I have no interest in the Light Formation," Linghu Mingye said.
"Mingye, I understand that the Light Formation doesn't appeal to you. But this is no ordinary Light Formation. This is the Sacred Spirit Light Formation, and the cultivation resources it contains are several times greater than what a regular Light Formation offers."
"This kind of cultivation site is rare throughout the entire Ancestral Martial Cultivation Realm. You absolutely cannot let this opportunity pass you by," Linghu Tiemian urged earnestly.
"I know the Sacred Spirit Light Formation isn't simple. I heard everything you said earlier. But I'll say it again — I have no interest in the Light Formation, whether it's an ordinary one or this so-called Sacred Spirit Light Formation," Linghu Mingye replied.
Those words left not only Linghu Tiemian and the rest of the Linghu Heavenly Clan stunned, but everyone else present wore looks of sheer astonishment.
No interest in the Sacred Spirit Light Formation? Wasn't that taking arrogance a step too far?
"Mingye, don't be willful," Linghu Tiemian said, his tone shifting from patient persuasion to barely concealed anger.
"I said I'm not going, and that's final. Besides, dealing with a bunch of trash hardly requires me. Ah Lun can handle it easily." At this, Linghu Mingye glanced over at Linghu Lun. "Ah Lun, that's no problem for you, right?"
"No problem at all. But Mingye, Brother Tiemian has a point — the Sacred Spirit Light Formation is a rare cultivation opportunity. Do you really want to let it slip by?" Linghu Lun asked.