Limitless Ascension: Strength Amid Adversity – Chapter 125

Zhao Ling’er was terrified, scared that this was an illusion before her death.

“Hmm?”

Ye Junlin raised an eyebrow. The way she addressed him meant she had to be from the Xuantian Sect.

Had they met before? Otherwise, how could there be such a familiar feeling?

When the Kunpeng entered the Arid Province earlier, Ye Junlin had unleashed a vast Divine Sense to assess the situation. With his full cultivation level from crossing tribulation, his Divine Sense was boundless, allowing him to perceive everything minutely—even knowing exactly how many worms were hiding in the dirt.

He had noticed the execution scene too, and the reason he had rushed here on the Kunpeng was that Zhao Ling’er gave him this feeling of déjà vu.

Since she was a disciple of the Xuantian Sect, he naturally couldn’t ignore it!

With a wave of his hand, the dark iron chains binding Zhao Ling’er shattered into dust, and she collapsed, covered in blood, into his arms.

Swish!

A surge of magical power transformed into endless wood energy, pouring through his palm continuously. Zhao Ling’er’s severely injured body was quickly healed, her wounds closing at an unbelievable speed, vibrant life force radiating from her.

Her pale, weak face began to regain its rosy hue—healthy and bright.

Zhao Ling’er could hardly believe it; this was all real!

Looking at the handsome face that was so close, scrutinizing her carefully, her heart raced like a deer in the headlights. Her cheeks flushed bright red as she averted her gaze and said, “Ye, Ye Sect Master…”

“Apologies for my rudeness.” Ye Junlin almost forgot to maintain boundaries and hurriedly let go of her.

“Ah!” One second, Zhao Ling’er was in someone’s arms, and the next, she fell to the ground with a thud, dazed as she lifted her head.

Ye Junlin asked, “What’s your name? What position do you hold in the Xuantian Sect?”

He could tell that Zhao Ling’er was at the Transformation Stage pinnacle—once a high-end combat force in the Xuantian Sect. However, he hadn’t been back in over a year and was unclear about the internal situations of the sect.

Had he really forgotten about me?

Zhao Ling’er felt a hint of disappointment as she stood up from the ground and gracefully bowed, “Returning to Sect Master Ye, my name is Zhao Ling’er. Previously, you brought me back to the Xuantian Sect from the Wei Kingdom. Later, I worshiped under the Tianxiang Peak Master. Now, I am a True Inheritance Disciple.”

“Zhao Ling’er?”

Ye Junlin froze, suddenly remembering who she was.

No wonder he didn’t recognize her; as the saying goes, girls change a lot. When he had first seen Zhao Ling’er, she was just a naive and lively girl. Now, she had blossomed into a graceful beauty—both her face and figure were like two different people, only a hint of familiarity lingering in her features.

“Tsk tsk, grown up quite a bit.” Ye Junlin stroked his chin, scrutinizing the girl in the blue dress, then delivered a direct remark.

“N-No way, I’m not that big…” Zhao Ling’er’s delicate face turned even redder, and she couldn’t help but lower her head, murmuring.

Seriously, did the senior have to say something like that when there were so many people around?

“Age!”

Ye Junlin shot out without thinking.

With his keen eyes, he could clearly see Zhao Ling’er’s bone age—over three hundred years! She must have harnessed the power of a sundial; otherwise, in just one year, how could she have changed so much?

Of course, for cultivators, age wasn’t a big deal. Some had an old mindset—even if they had high cultivation levels and long lifespans, they could still appear quite ancient!

“Ah?”

Zhao Ling’er was like a deer caught in headlights, never expecting that’s what he meant.

“Ha ha, you’re actually older than I am now.” Ye Junlin chuckled, landing another blow.

Boom!

Zhao Ling’er felt like she had been struck by lightning—her head was buzzing as she clasped her chest, feeling utterly heartbroken.

That comment was far too cruel for her!

Seeing the blue-clad girl in such a downtrodden state, Ye Junlin found it strange. Had he said something wrong?

Meanwhile, the Bone Tribe Leader was already so scared that his mind went blank, feeling icy cold as if he were in a deep abyss.

This… was the White-haired Killing God Ye Junlin they spoke of?!!

Only top-tier experts in the Bone Tribe had such unfathomable cultivation. It even felt like he surpassed the kings of other tribes!

So strong, far too strong!

They certainly didn’t dare think of resisting!

The surrounding Bone Tribe soldiers were also frozen in fear, the chilling aura penetrating to their bones.

This human was terrifying!

“It’s Senior Ye! Senior Ye has returned!!” Ouyang Feng shouted excitedly.

He leaped onto the execution platform, cupping his hands in a deep bow, “Senior Ye, I’m Ouyang Feng, the master of the Banshan Sect. I wonder if you still remember me?”

Ye Junlin looked at this old guy and smiled, nodding, “I remember you!”

Had he not shown up, the position of the strongest in the Arid Province would have fallen to this guy.

But too bad, he was the one on cheat mode.

Ye Junlin greatly appreciated Ouyang Feng. Back then, he had taken the burden upon himself, fighting off external cultivators alone. Such courage and determination were commendable.

Seeing that Senior Ye remembered him, Ouyang Feng was moved to tears. All the pent-up grievances and injustices during this time spilled out, choking back his emotions as he said:

“Senior Ye, you must uphold justice for the Arid Province! These beasts from the Underworld Abyss bully and humiliate our people without restraint! Please, Senior Ye, take charge for us!”

“Please, Senior Ye, take charge!!” The cries erupted like a tidal wave, the cultivators present were emotionally stirred, tears glistening in their eyes as they looked at that black-robed figure—

If the gods were coming down to earth.

Ye Junlin furrowed his brows, sensing that the Arid Province had been through hell during his absence.

His gaze shifted to the Bone Tribe Leader as he shouted, “Didn’t you know this place is under my protection? How dare you run rampant here!”

An invisible, overwhelming force surged forth.

The Bone Tribe Leader felt as if struck by lightning, staggering backward a few steps before crashing to his knees, his body armor cracking with green blood seeping out.

His eyes widened in terror, his pupils trembling.

Looking at the silver-haired youth before him, despair filled the Bone Tribe Leader’s heart.

In the presence of such a being, he felt as tiny as an ant.

“My tribe has kings stationed here. I advise you not to act recklessly! If you choose to surrender, then you can spare yourself; otherwise, it’s certain death for you!”

Desperate, the Bone Tribe Leader took the plunge, hoping to pressure Ye Junlin into backing down.

The crowd was incensed; this was a blatant threat!

Yet, they were also worried. After all, the king of the Bone Tribe’s cultivation was unfathomably deep, backed by several top experts. Even with Senior Ye, it wouldn’t be easy to handle.

They feared their last glimmer of hope would be extinguished in this chaos.

Ye Junlin smirked, “Ha, I haven’t met anyone strong enough to challenge me yet!”

Swish.

With a casual flick of his sleeve.

The Bone Tribe Leader’s expression turned terrified. Just as he opened his mouth to plead for mercy, he disintegrated into particles, falling silently.

The surrounding Bone Tribe soldiers were similarly erased from existence.

“Listen up!”

Then.

Ye Junlin extended his hand, pointing to the sky, his gaze unwavering, declaring, “As long as I’m here, the sky won’t fall!!”

Boom!

The vast clouds suddenly parted, beams of blinding golden light streamed down, making the silver-haired youth look like a deity in the flesh—radiant and awe-inspiring.

“Senior Ye’s might!” Ouyang Feng fell to his knees in excitement, feeling he had found solid support.

“Senior Ye’s might!!!” Countless people had tears of joy as they bowed down, the scene was magnificent, a grand spectacle.

“So cool, so handsome.” Zhao Ling’er watched, entranced.

On the Kunpeng, Li Wujie sighed, “I never expected Master to be so beloved in the Arid Province. Impressive, impressive!”

That was the charm of his character!

Beside them, Hong Qianye rolled her eyes.

Ugh, here we go again, showing off!