With One Finger, I Suppress The Heavens

Why? His right index finger was sharp, and he remembered it very well, and the pain in Ultimate still hasn't gone away.

But, what's going on here?

In his eyes, it is obviously a complete index finger, and it doesn't look much different from before.

If I have to say yes, it is that there are no obvious calluses on this finger.

Ling Yu got up from the ground without expending much effort, and his physical strength recovered a lot in that moment.

In response, Ling Yu began to organize the extra memories in her mind.

"The sky refers to?"

This seems to be an extremely superb technique.

Ling Yu didn't know what the concept of this kind of superb was, because in his impression, there was only the Luo family's middle-level Huang-level exercise, "The Change of the Wind", and he hadn't seen it either.

But he can be sure that this "Qing Qiong" far surpasses the Luo Family's Huang-level intermediate-level exercise.

"Is this hope?" Ling Yu was a little confused, he wasn't sure whether he could practice this technique.

After all, it is impossible for a low-level slave like him to come into contact with such things as exercises in the Luo family, and he is not even worthy of reading the remnant, so he does not know whether he has this talent.

After sorting out his thoughts, Ling Yu continued to scroll down the memory.

"This set of exercises must be practiced with the Ancestral God Finger?"

Ling Yu lowered his head instantly, Ancestral God pointed, it was extremely extraordinary when he heard it, how could someone like him come into contact with him.

"wrong!"

Ling Yu hurriedly looked at her complete right index finger, could it be... this is the so-called ancestral finger?

Ling Yu was a little unsure, but this was really hope. It was his hope that he would no longer be a low-level slave, and it was also his hope of revenge.

Luo family, this low-pitched, beaten to death at any time for more than ten years, he will not forget, as well as the tragic death of his parents, Xiaoyou's death, and his finger chopped off, he remembers everything.

"You...from Earth?..."

Suddenly, a voice sounded in Ling Yu's mind, making him instantly alert.

This is a secret that has been buried in his heart for many years. Even his parents and Xiaoyou have never mentioned it. How did the owner of this voice know?

"Don't worry, actually... I am..."

The voice was intermittent, but Ling Yu could hear it clearly. He didn't know whether to believe it or not, but he wanted to cry.

He had endured beatings since childhood, watched his parents be beaten to death with his own eyes, and watched Xiaoyou die with his pale face. He never cried. He thought he had forgotten how to cry a long time ago. It made him feel, what is called "knowing old friends in a foreign land".

Ling Yu wanted to ask again, to be sure if this was true, but the next sentence from the owner of that voice made his face turn pale.

"This...is hell!"

"hell?"

Ling Yu has always been curious, why did she come here through time travel, and why did she suffer for another lifetime?

Could it be that what this voice said was true, that this place is really hell?

He was thinking about how he died, as if he was killed by a car because he was saving a little girl.

He obviously died for doing good deeds, but why did he come to hell?

"Heavenly Spirit World, this is the name of this world, and now, this world is called by us - the Land of Eternal Evil."

The voice gradually became clearer and clearer in Ling Yu's mind, without the previous intermittent feeling.

Ling Yu didn't understand what happened in between.

"This world, long ago, not to mention how beautiful it was, at least the living beings were relatively equal, and everyone had the right to rise, but since that incident..."

The voice paused for a long time, Ling Yu still wanted to know the follow-up, he had never heard anyone talk about these, but the voice did not specifically say what happened.

According to what he said, there are many in this world, like Ling Yu, from that azure planet.

In the distant ancient times, they were not fundamentally different from the native inhabitants of this world, and they were still in harmony with each other.

But because of an incident, they were completely suppressed by this world, and that planet has also become a crime star according to word of mouth.

As long as the soul comes from the sin star, it is only worthy of being a slave and a servant, and it continues from generation to generation, and children and descendants can only be slaves.

The people of the sin star are also absolutely forbidden to practice.

The road of cultivation is not hope, but an absolute dead end.

As long as they step into the cyclone realm, they will be branded on their faces by the will of heaven and earth, and they will be hunted down by the whole world.

Of course, if there is oppression, there will be resistance, and there have been sinners who have resisted.

More than 10,000 years ago, there was a sinner named "Xi" who led tens of thousands of rebels to fight against the local forces in this world on the Wandao Mountain.

In that battle, almost all the ancient sects of the Tianling Continent came out, which was able to suppress the resistance army.

In the end, the leader of the resistance army "Xi" was nailed to the top of Wandao Mountain, ending this protracted battle of resistance.

Since then, the situation of the sinners has been even worse, even a dog like Ling Yu.

"Who are you? Why do you know so much?"

Ling Yu finally asked the question he cared about the most. After all, the voice suddenly appeared in his mind, and the unknown made him a little uneasy.

"My name is Xi."

Ling Yu's voice was unwavering, and Ling Yu was completely unable to hear his anger and anger, but when he heard the name, his emotions could not calm down for a long time. Is this the leader of the resistance army who dared to be the enemy of the entire Heavenly Spirit World?

"Would you like to worship me as your teacher?"

Ling Yu felt a flash in front of him, and a phantom of a white-robed man appeared in front of him.

If Ling Yu was asked to give this figure one evaluation, it would be—handsome!

That kind of tragic handsome, Ling Yu has never seen him in two lifetimes. It can be said that even a woman will feel a sense of shame in front of him.

After a while, Ling Yu recovered from the shock, and hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed: "Disciple Ling Yu, see the teacher."

He knew that this was an opportunity, and he didn't ask if Xi was dead at all? He didn't care about the stigma he said, whether he was walking toward hope or toward the abyss, he wanted to dominate his life by himself.

"Okay, not bad!" The white-robed man Xi nodded, not knowing what he was talking about: "The Ancestral God Finger in your hand will be our only hope!"

Hearing this, Ling Yu frowned slightly. He only wanted revenge, and only wanted those in the Luo family who looked down on him and regarded him as inferior to pigs and dogs to pay the price. He didn't want to take on such a big hope.

The white-robed man Xi also saw Ling Yu's hesitation: "The moment you merged with the ancestral finger, you have already reached the ninth level of physical training. If you want to slaughter this Luo family, with the power of the ancestral finger, you can't lose it. It can be done in half a year.”

"But after you destroyed the Luo family, what about the slaves like you? How do you let them survive in this forest of ten thousand beasts?"

Xi let Ling Yu make his own choice. He believed that the person who could be chosen by the ancestors would never let him down!