The Sword God of the Universe
Chapter 622 The Origin of Sky Wings

Chapter 622: Chapter 622 The Origin of Sky Wings

In this room, there seemed to be only this one phantom.

Jing Yan also felt somewhat relieved.

It was not because the phantom said it had no malice, but because Jing Yan had seen that the phantom was merely a residual soul. If Jing Yan had never seen Tianshui before, he might not have recognized a residual soul, but now he was almost certain that the phantom in front of him was a residual soul just like Tianshui.

Moreover, it looked like the phantom in front of him was far weaker than Tianshui’s residual soul. Senior Tianshui could at least gather enough to show a face, but this residual soul looked very vague and kept flickering, as if it would dissipate at any moment.

Hearing the words "Sky Wings," Jing Yan’s heart lightly stirred.

Because the meaning of this residual soul seemed to be that it not only knew about the Sky Wings Martial Art but also its origin.

"Senior, do you know about Sky Wings?" asked Jing Yan cautiously.

"Of course, I know," the phantom nodded and said with a smile, "Sky Wings is a Martial Art I created by myself, how could I not know?"

"My name is Ling Luo, how should I address you?" Ling Luo asked slowly.

"What?" Jing Yan exclaimed in surprise.

Sky Wings was created by this person?

"Whoosh!"

Before Jing Yan could say more or answer Ling Luo’s question, a white light flickered gently, and Tianshui appeared flashing out of the Qiankun Space.

"Senior Ling Luo? Are you Senior Ling Luo?" Tianshui sounded somewhat excited looking at Ling Luo.

"You... who are you? Do you know me?" Ling Luo looked at the residual soul of Tianshui.

"Of course, I know. How could I not know the great name of Senior Ling Luo? I also know that you personally killed more than ten members of the Divine Race during the Human God Battle," said Tianshui, clearly very excited.

Ling Luo smiled.

"They are just things of the past, not worth mentioning," the phantom of Ling Luo seemed to wave his hand, but there was a trace of solitude in his voice.

Jing Yan, on the side, widened his eyes.

He could never have imagined that this phantom was a powerful figure who had participated in the Human God Battle.

Previously, Jing Yan had also guessed that this phantom, in its lifetime, must have been a mighty one from the Saint Realm. Normally, only a Saint Realm warrior, who had mastered the Law, could have their Divine Soul preserved for such a long time after death. Of course, this was not absolute; in the battles among Saint Realm Martial Artists, the victor would usually obliterate the opponent’s Divine Soul. A surviving Divine Soul needed a certain amount of luck and coincidence.

"What is your name, Daoist?" Ling Luo asked Tianshui.

"Senior, you can just call me Tianshui," Tianshui replied humbly.

"Alright, but you too can just call me Ling Luo by my name. Given that your Divine Soul has been preserved for thousands of years, it still remains so powerful, your Cultivation in your lifetime must have far surpassed mine," remarked Ling Luo admirably.

Hearing this, Tianshui gave a bitter smile.

The main reason his Divine Soul had remained so powerful and preserved for so long was not because of his strength in his lifetime but rather because of the existence of the Qiankun Ring. In the Qiankun Space, his Divine Soul was somewhat nourished, making its dissipation much slower than under normal circumstances.

Without the Qiankun Ring, Tianshui felt that he would have dissipated long ago.

And the person standing before him, Senior Ling Luo, was a true powerhouse. More than five thousand years had passed since the Human God Battle, and his Divine Soul had not yet fully dissipated. This demonstrated just how formidable Tianshui’s powers must have been during his lifetime.

Naturally, without sufficient strength, how could he have slain members of the Divine Race?

"Senior Ling Luo, my name is Jing Yan," Jing Yan took the opportunity to interject.

"Mm, you indeed are not a descendant of my Ling family, but how did you come to learn Sky Wings?" Ling Luo nodded and asked.

"I obtained two Martial Arts Steles of Sky Wings and learned the Sky Wings Martial Art from them," Jing Yan replied truthfully.

Had it not been for Tianshui, Jing Yan might have not fully believed Ling Luo’s words. Now, knowing that Ling Luo was the creator of Sky Wings, there was no need to hide the truth.

Moreover, a mere residual soul posed virtually no threat to Jing Yan.

A Divine Soul alone did not have much Combat Power. The only attack method a Divine Soul had was a Divine Soul Attack, which involved using its own Divine Soul to deplete the opponent’s Divine Soul. But Jing Yan’s own Divine Soul was already strong enough; not to mention Ling Luo’s residual soul, even Tianshui’s current residual soul could hardly obliterate Jing Yan’s.

"So it is..." Ling Luo, having heard Jing Yan’s explanation, nodded slightly.

"It appears that my Ling Family is no more, right?" Ling Luo sighed, "If my Ling Family hadn’t met with disaster, then Sky Wings would not have been passed on. Since it has spread to the outside, then my family must have faced annihilation."

Ling Luo’s tone was somewhat sorrowful.

At this moment, Jing Yan was at a loss for what to say.

He truly had not heard of any family on the continent that bore the surname Ling. Moreover, even if there was a family with the surname Ling, it wasn’t necessarily a descendant of Senior Ling Luo.

Of course, the surname Ling was quite rare. If there indeed was a family with the surname Ling, it had a good chance of being a descendant of Senior Ling Luo.

However, Jing Yan had never heard of such a family.

"Senior Ling Luo, about your family, I do know something..." Tianshui hesitated for a moment, but decided to share what he knew.

"The Ling Family indeed encountered misfortune!"

"However, I did not witness it firsthand. At the time of the Ling Family’s catastrophe, I was very young and not strong enough; such battles were not something I could participate in."

"If what I heard is correct, then the Ling Family was likely surrounded and attacked by several great families. That battle was extremely brutal. Several major families paid a great price to completely annihilate your family, Senior Ling Luo," Tianshui said slowly.

"Of course, it’s not certain that your descendants didn’t escape. There being no news of them today might also mean they are hiding. After all, once they reveal themselves, they could potentially be targeted by those several families. Those families still wield significant power on the continent today; they are known as the Seven Major Families," said Tianshui with some melancholy.

At that moment, Jing Yan’s gaze sharpened.

He suddenly thought of someone.

When he had gone to the Moonlight Forest Evil Canyon to find the Purple Incense Flowers, he had exchanged many Purple Incense Flowers and various Spirit Grasses from a young female warrior. Wasn’t her name Ling Qi?

Could this Ling Qi be a descendant of Ling Luo?

After all, the surname Ling was indeed very rare.

"Senior, a few years ago, I happened to meet a woman named Ling Qi, who may very well be your descendant," Jing Yan recalled Ling Qi and immediately spoke up.

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