Thirty percent?
Lin Xuan felt no disappointment whatsoever.
For him and for the Vast Sea Saint King, achieving 30% was an unexpected and delightful surprise.
After all, before this, the Vast Sea Saint King was almost annihilated.
Moreover, even thirty percent of the strength of Saint King is still a force to be reckoned with in the Eastern Continent today; even ordinary Saint Realm are far inferior to Saint King of this strength.
"Mitsunari too..."
Lin Xuan began to speak, but before he could finish, Lin Ye interrupted him gently with a smile.
What's the rush?
"I only said that he can only recover 30% now, but I didn't say that he has always only been able to maintain this 30%."
"If you want to go further, you and this kid should find an opportunity to go to the Sword Ruins and seek out my other remnant soul. That remnant soul can help him stabilize this body, which is still at risk of collapsing."
"Besides..."
At this point, Lin Ye paused slightly, his tone hesitant, but finally, he slowly began to speak.
"Back then, my Lin Household family came from the Central Divine Continent, facing countless dangers. One of my Lineage members accompanied me, but she stood alone against a powerful enemy to protect us, fighting to the death... I wonder if her remnant soul still lingers in the world."
"However, even if the other party's soul has been scattered, his body should still be in this Eastern Continent. He was a powerful figure whom my Lin Household has only seen once every ten thousand years, and a protector who paved the way for countless members of my Lin Household. Now that the descendants of the Lin Household know this, we must find his body to express our gratitude."
" Lin Xuan, my remaining soul is about to be exhausted, and I am powerless to give you anything else. You must take this matter to heart..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Ye sighed softly. His remnant soul seemed to be blown away by the wind, gently dissipating and transforming into a wisp of divine soul essence, which entered the Stone in Lin Xuan's sleeve. At the same time, a Divine Script also fell into the space between Lin Xuan's eyebrows.
In Lin Xuan's mind, the image of a woman suddenly appeared, her clear and bright eyes seeming to hold a sky full of stars.
She lowered her eyes slightly, her gaze filled with a smile and a resolute determination. Then she turned, drew the long sword from her back, and charged towards the countless powerful enemies that were tearing through the sky in pursuit.
Amidst the dazzling sword light, neon lights enveloped her, obscuring her figure and leaving only the blood-red light and sword shadows that remained unforgettable.
So strong...
Lin Xuan gazed at the memories in his mind and exhaled softly.
That's incredible.
Is this one of the ancestors of his Lin Household?
Such a person, such Sword Intent and Sword Qi, were more powerful than he had ever seen before.
Even though he now possesses Sword Domain, compared to the woman in the image his ancestor showed him, he is still nothing more than a small fry compared to a big fish.
The woman's name also came to Lin Xuan.
Zhiruo...
Lin Zhiruo.
She was an unparalleled prodigy among the Lin Household's sword cultivators, a true prodigy who could be considered the number one Sword Dao in the Central Divine Continent.
Lin Xuan slowly opened his eyes, memorized the appearance and name of this ancestor, and sighed inwardly.
If such a figure were still alive, the Lin Household's path to returning to its peak would certainly be greatly shortened.
Even if it's just a wisp of a soul remaining in the world.
No wonder our ancestor still longed to know the whereabouts of our ancestor Zhiruo even at this time.
He suppressed all these turbulent thoughts in his heart and turned to look at the Spiritless Spiritual Spring.
The spring was now almost entirely clear water, with no more spiritual liquid emanating from it.
As the remnant soul of the ancestor Lin Ye dissipated and his spirit returned to its place, the souls of the Vast Sea Saint King and Cheng Jing Ting were also implanted into their corresponding bodies, completing the final step of the Lin Clan's resurrection method.
Inside the spring.
The strong, muscular man was immersed in the clear spring water, the water rippling gently. A warm, shallow breath suddenly appeared between his cold lips, starting intermittently and gradually becoming more steady.
Then, those eyes slowly opened, a pair of brown eyes slightly open, staring blankly at the cave below the crack, before quickly regaining their senses.
The spring water was slightly warm, like a newborn embrace. The Spiritual Power in the air overflowed, dissipating and entering the body, while being inhaled into the lungs at the same time. The damp hair hung down the back, bringing a unique tactile sensation.
All the senses were clearly telling the Vast Sea Saint King one thing.
he.
To live.
Or rather, he came back to life.
At this moment, the Vast Sea Saint King could no longer control his lips and teeth; his jaw was trembling slightly, and he was overjoyed with excitement.
real!
He really came back to life!
Even though this body is not as good as it used to be, living is the most important thing!
This is a world tens of thousands of years in the future, and Gu Hao is still alive!
He, the Vast Sea Saint King, has returned!
After a moment of excitement, the Vast Sea Saint King remembered his business. His gaze shifted and precisely locked onto Lin Xuan, who was smiling at him from the shore. He immediately took a deep breath.
"I, Gu Hao, disrespect neither heaven nor earth, but in this life I only respect you, Lin Xuan. You have shown me such great kindness that I will never forget it. Please accept my Gu Hao!"
Having said that, he bowed deeply and knelt down.
Lin Xuan did not dodge.
He accepted the bow as a matter of course.
Lin Xuan knew very well that the Vast Sea Saint King's bow was sincere; if he had refused, it would have been a lie.
After receiving a bow from the Vast Sea Saint King, Lin Xuan used his Spiritual Power to lift and support him, took out clothes from his Storage Bag, and tossed them to the Vast Sea Saint King was dressed properly did he begin to introduce him.
"It wasn't convenient to say much before, but now, I'll introduce you two to each other."
" Saint King, this is Wu Liang, the Vice Pavilion Master of my Sword Pavilion, the Third Young Master of the Chongming Bird Clan, and the future heir to the Luo Heaven Domain Demon Saint."
" Wu Liang, you should have heard of this person. He is Gu Hao, the Vast Sea Saint King of the Vast Sea Saint Dynasty. Now, he has also joined my Sword Pavilion Sword Pavilion as a Supreme Elder."
The Vast Sea Saint King, the Supreme Elder!?
Wu Liang looked at the Vast Sea Saint King in shock.
Who in this world doesn't know the prestigious name of the Vast Sea Saint King!
What's more, he had just come out of the Vast Sea Secret Realm.
Within the secret realm, every relic speaks volumes about the power of this Vast Sea Saint King.
Even his own clan had to bow their heads before such a figure.
Before him, almost every genius in the world paled in comparison.
Even if such a figure perishes, the mere title of "Saint King " is enough to make him shine brightly in the long river of history.
And now, it's appearing right in front of me?
Unbelievable...
After calming himself down, Wu Liang adjusted his emotions slightly and bowed slightly to the Vast Sea Saint King.
"I am Wu Liang, and I greet the Saint King!"
The Vast Sea Saint King immediately burst into laughter and casually waved his hand.
"I know you. I recognized you in the valley that day. Speaking of which... the Chongming Bird Clan is an old friend of mine. It's a pity that old fellow Wu Hantian didn't even leave behind a wisp of his soul... Alas!"
After the laughter, a touch of sadness remained.
The Vast Sea Saint King shook his head.
"Alright, alright, let's not talk about this anymore."
After the initial shock, Wu Liang seemed to realize something.
Wu Hantian!
He was certainly familiar with this name.
That was the revered name of their ancestor!
Upon recalling what the Vast Sea Saint King had said, he immediately understood.
That day, the Sun-Setting Bow chose itself; presumably, it was the Saint King who intervened to settle accounts with the last remaining wisp of the Ancestor's soul?
After expressing his gratitude, Wu Liang couldn't help but look at Lin Xuan again.
Their leader...
How long have you been in the Eastern Continent?
How could they have become so... powerful and influential?