Leaving Kun Returning to Ling, Continuing the Source Dao

Ling Tian willed himself back to the bedchamber of the Hall Master Palace in the Azure Ink Region, only to discover a chaotic uproar outside, punctuated by endless explosions and screams.

Frowning, he willed himself into existence above the Hall Master Palace.

Below, the land was devastated, corpses lay everywhere, and Bloody Slaughter filled every corner. In the distance, Ling Hao led the four remaining Elders in a desperate resistance.

They were already on the verge of defeat, covered in wounds and about to be struck down by their powerful enemies.

Ling Tian was somewhat dumbfounded. "What is going on?"

Before he could think further, the enemy had already unleashed their supreme attack, intending to kill Ling Hao and the others.

At this moment, Ling Hao deeply regretted everything. He regretted giving rise to such ambitions and launching an attack on another region despite overestimating himself.

Now, not only had he gained nothing, but he could not even keep his own Azure Ink Region. He was about to lose his life as well.

As death approached, regret filled him. He even closed his eyes and waited for death to descend.

With a boom, several supreme attacks came crashing toward them. Ling Hao did not cast any technique to resist and merely shut his eyes.

Just as the attacks were about to strike them, several supreme attacks exploded and dissipated with a bang, never reaching Ling Hao and the others.

"Who is it?" The enemy Supremes frowned in vigilance. Turning around, they saw a humanoid figure in golden robes walking through the Void toward them.

Realizing he had not died, Ling Hao opened his eyes. He too frowned in confusion as he watched Ling Tian approach.

"Who is this being? Why did he save us?"

Since Ling Tian had returned to