To make sure Mo Ye Old Flood Dragon had spoken the truth, he said gravely to Ling Chengxia and the others nearby,
"I'll go confirm it."
At this point, whether or not to destroy Mo Ye Old Flood Dragon was no longer all that important to Ling Pengyun.
What truly worried him was the matter of Black Flood Dragon Lake reappearing in the Northern Wilderness Cultivation World.
It was said that this race possessed a Black Flood Dragon Old Ancestor who was a Spirit Transformation Dao Lord.
One had to know that there was not even a single Nascent Soul Late Stage cultivator in the Northern Wilderness Cultivation World at present.
Even if the forces behind the Three Great Immortal Sects lent their aid, if that Black Flood Dragon Old Ancestor's strength had increased greatly in recent years, then everything would be finished.
Before long, the entire Righteous Path of the Northern Wilderness Cultivation World might vanish.
Having said that, Ling Pengyun hurriedly used an escape technique and left the battlefield.
His first stop was the Ling Clan. He packed every spirit object in the Clan Repository into Storage Spirit Bead Strings, spatial storage treasures with immense capacity. He carried every bead string he could on his person, while temporarily entrusting those he could not carry to several trustworthy elder clansmen stationed at the clan.
He also instructed those elder clansmen to gather the cultivators of the clan, prepare the flying vessels, and make ready to leave Yan Kingdom—or even the Northern Wilderness Cultivation World.
Although those elder clansmen did not know why Ling Pengyun had made such arrangements, he was the clan's strongest expert and surely knew far more than they did. For some reason, they all believed there had to be a reason for him to act this