Although Ling Zhengyi wanted to use the Sunlight and Shadow Moon artifacts through his own strength, in truth, whether because his magical power was limited or because the True Spirit Blood in his body had only just revived and lacked sufficient might, after Ling Feiyun exhausted his magical power to activate the artifacts, there was still no sign of Ling Feiyun's True Spirit Blood being awakened.
Thus, Ling Zhengyi could only helplessly ask Xiao Hua to act once more. He did not wish to lose this chance for his only son's bloodline to awaken. After Xiao Hua brought forth the Phoenix Dharma Body, he easily awakened Ling Feiyun's True Spirit Blood. Xiao Hua also came to understand that while the Sunlight and Shadow Moon artifacts could affect the True Spirit Blood of Misty Mountain, another True Spirit bloodline Dharma Body had to be present as well. In the past, some elder of the Ling family must have activated a Dharma Body to spur it awake. Now, no one in the Ling family possessed a Dharma Body, and Ling Zhengyi's Dharma Body was too weak, naturally unable to fully coordinate the two artifacts.
"Hehe~" Xiao Hua clapped his hands and laughed. He also knew that in the future, the bloodline of Misty Mountain's Ling family would surely be awakened and revived in Ling Zhengyi's hands.
Ling Feiyun was at the tenth layer of Qi Cultivation. His True Spirit Blood had been forcibly awakened, and for the moment, his body simply could not adapt. Only a faint, almost nonexistent phantom could be seen flickering behind his back. Ling Feiyun himself swallowed medicinal pills and barely managed to sit cross-legged, his face deathly pale.
Ling Zhengyi's eyes were filled with joy, yet his face naturally carried deep affection. Xiao Hua smiled. "Fellow Daoist