Dragon Vein Martial God

Jiang Kaifeng personally walked up and felt Jiang Ting's aura. A moment later, he stood up and said indifferently: "There's no aura left."    

Jiang Qinghee and Jiang Baihe looked at Jiang Kaifeng in shock.    

"You …"    

"You aren't trying to fool us, are you?"    

Jiang Kaifeng's expression finally changed and became a little gentle. His kind gaze fell on Jiang Ting and said indifferently: "Jiang Ting is my son, and his Jiang Family still needs to rely on him. How would I deceive you?"    

"Right now, Jiang Ting's aura is completely gone, how can our Jiang Family rely on him?!" Jiang Baihe had an explosive temper, as he questioned Jiang Kaifeng.    

"If I don't completely seal off his aura, how can I deceive that person?" Jiang Kaifeng's tone was still calm and indifferent, as if the Jiang Ting in front of him could not stir up any waves at all. He turned towards Jiang Baihe and said, "You all can only attack him, and only then can we continue to stay here, inside the Nether Martial Cultivator. The number of Nether Martial Cultivator s who have lost their nature under the Jiang Family Cemetery is increasing, I need you all."    

"patriarch, for our previous mistakes, we will risk our lives to help you. However … we really have to …" Jiang Qinghee asked Jiang Kaifeng.    

Obviously, Jiang Qinghee felt that he could not do it.    

"As long as it is not his Dantian, he will only be wounded all over. Who asked him to so brazenly walk into the grave of the two phoenixes!" Jiang Kaifeng seemed to be reprimanding Jiang Ting, but no one saw that his fists were tightly clenched, his nails digging into his flesh, and all the blood that flowed out was black …    

Jiang Qinghee and Jiang Baihe had nothing to say, and could only silently walk over to Jiang Ting's side. Everyone gave him a battle skill, and in an instant, Jiang Ting's body was covered in blood.    

"Take him to his own cemetery!" Jiang Kaifeng said indifferently.    

Jiang Qinghee and Jiang Baihe carried Jiang Ting to an extremely secretive place. This was the bottom of the Jiang Family Cemetery, but it was completely different from the ground. Even if the people of Jiang Family were still alive right now, there were still tombstones here.    

Jiang Ting was placed three inside a coffin and covered with a coffin. In front of the coffin was a small tombstone with Jiang Ting's grave written on it.    

All of this was true.    

Just as Jiang Kaifeng and the other two closed the lid on the coffin, a figure appeared behind them.    

"Cough, cough …"    

This person was dressed in black clothes, and he had this kind of black coloured aura on his body as well. However, his aura was extremely powerful, and he only cleared his throat without saying a word.    

Jiang Kaifeng and the other two immediately turned around, and upon seeing this person, it was as if they had seen the most respected existence in the world. They respectfully kneeled down and kowtowed to him, and then, said: "Master Ming, tonight, someone broke into the Double Phoenix Grave, and we have already killed this person and placed him in the coffin."    

"Are you really willing to call me Lord Underworld Master Yuv Mingye?" Ignoring the three people's reporting, Yuv Mingye asked indifferently.    

"Yes, we have long regarded Lord Dark Lord as our leader!" Jiang Kaifeng lowered his head, his expression could not be seen, but his pious tone showed his attitude.    

"Since that's the case, open the coffin! I want to see him myself!"    

Yuv Mingye's voice was ice-cold and his gaze fell upon the name Jiang Ting as well.    

This name had shocked him too much. If not for the fact that he could not leave the Double Phoenix Grave Formation now, he would have killed him long ago!    

Jiang Kaifeng did not hesitate at all, and turned to Jiang Qinghee and Jiang Baihe and said: "Open the coffin!"    

The two of them lowered their heads, and activated the few talismans in their hands, landing on Jiang Ting's coffin, which slowly opened.    

Jiang Ting had been casually thrown in by the two of them, and his movements were extremely awkward, without the slightest bit of breathing.    

Yuv Mingye stood at the side of the coffin, his eyes looking at the big and small wounds on Jiang Ting's body, staring intently, the black Qi on his body became stronger and stronger.    

After enough time passed for an incense stick to burn, the black colored flames on Yuv Mingye's body slowly faded away.    

Soon after, Jiang Kaifeng's heart slowly calmed down as well.    

However, right at this moment, Yuv Mingye stretched out a palm and struck it right at the center of Jiang Ting's chest.    

Jiang Ting didn't even make a sound, and his chest became bloody and mangled.    

Jiang Kaifeng's eyes couldn't help but ripple, but he still resisted and didn't move.    

Seeing this result, Yuv Mingye was very satisfied.    

With a flip of his hand, a set of Black Talisman appeared. With a light wave of the black flame, it landed on Jiang Ting's body.    

Yuv Mingye lightly glanced at the still motionless Jiang Ting, and then, said: "Cover the coffin, and one year later, he will become the Nether Martial Cultivator. Jiang Kaifeng, you still have a chance to properly discipline your son."    

"Thank you, Lord Dark Lord!" Jiang Kaifeng was still extremely respectful, his face showing no sign of sadness or joy.    

"Jiang Qinghee, Jiang Baihe, the two of you, follow me!"    

Yuv Mingye's words did not allow anyone to question it, so Jiang Qinghee and Jiang Baihe followed Yuv Mingye and left honestly.    

Until Yuv Mingye's figure disappeared into the darkness.    

Jiang Kaifeng then turned back and looked at the coffin.    

At this time, Jiang Kaifeng slowly stroked the coffin that held Jiang Ting, and said indifferently: "Son, one year's time, depends on whether or not you can come back here. I'll wait for you!"    

When Jiang Ting saw his father's Great Brahma Dragon Fist fall onto his body, he finally understood his father's expression.    

That was, although his father's words were cold and merciless, his father's fist did not actually land on his body. It was like a gale that gently caressed his body, and there was also something indescribable surging within his eyes. It was something he could understand with a single glance, something he could only helplessly endure.    

His father was the kind one who cared about him so much!    

Therefore, Jiang Ting knew that his father had to do this. When the aura on his body seemed to have been restricted by something and could not be emitted at all, Jiang Ting seemed to understand his father's intention.    

Jiang Ting immediately retracted his consciousness, returned to his own Space of Divine Consciousness, and retracted all of his aura.    

However, this way, Jiang Ting would not know what was happening outside.    

He could only feel that the power of his bloodline was on the verge of moving.    

When he looked carefully at the bloodline that had been recreated, he was so anxious that he wanted to turn it around. Thus, he knew that his body must have received some sort of injury.    

Jiang Ting actually forcefully stopped the power of the bloodline without moving in the slightest, because he knew that his own father would not truly hurt him.    

Even if his physical body were to be harmed, he would not be afraid even if he possessed a full and vigorous bloodline.    

After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Ting felt that the bindings on his body were no longer there.    

His spiritual sense quickly returned to reality!    

The first feeling he had was that when he was in a very narrow space, the second one he heard were the words his father Jiang Kaifeng had said, words that carried boundless expectations.    

After Jiang Kaifeng finished speaking, the black flames around his body suddenly surged, as if they had ignited themselves. Compared to the black flames that he released earlier, it was much thicker.    

In Jiang Kaifeng's hand, a talisman appeared. This talisman was not a black talisman, but a talisman glowing with a golden light. In Jiang Kaifeng's palm, a golden light also appeared, rushing out from the black flames and activating the talisman.    

When the wisp of golden light landed on Jiang Ting's coffin, it turned into an extremely thin line that coiled around it.    

In the end, this golden light flashed three times, and the inside of the coffin rumbled with joy.    

When he returned to quietness, Jiang Kaifeng had already collapsed on the ground. However, his eyes were still looking at his son's coffin, and he muttered to himself silently: "Jiang Ting, you have to live!"    

Instantly, Jiang Ting only felt his own body frantically spinning; he simply could not control it.    

In his ears, his father's words were still there.    

"There's actually such a transportation formation here?"    

Jiang Ting was shocked at his own judgement. It seemed that he had really underestimated the Jiang Family Cemetery of this underground world.    

After a long while, Jiang Ting finally felt his body slowly stop moving. He didn't bother to open his eyes to look at his surroundings, what crazily rushed towards him was the boundless pain!    

Jiang Ting found it difficult to even open his eyes.    

He had been covered by dried blood.    

"F * * k, are you my father or not!" Jiang Ting complained repeatedly as he circulated the power of his bloodline to heal his body.    

In just a moment, Jiang Ting had recovered. At least he was able to stand and casually walk around.    

Jiang Ting looked at his clothes that were already torn into shreds and looked extremely miserable. He hurriedly changed his clothes, and then looked at his surroundings again.    

"Fire and Ice Forest?"    

Unexpectedly, this teleportation restriction actually sent him directly to the Fire and Ice Forest.    

Recalling his father's words, Jiang Ting's face became somewhat solemn.    

It looks like this Nether Martial Cultivator was controlled by someone. It's just that my father retained his true heart, and just now, it was very clear that my father risked his life to help me leave the Jiang Family.    

One year.    

He clearly remembered that his father said that he would wait for him to return.    

Jiang Ting slowly stood up, but he suddenly realized that there were still gold threads wrapped around his body.    

His father had left it for him.    

Jiang Ting immediately took the golden threads off his body. Unexpectedly, with a flash of golden light, it directly entered into his body!    

Spiritual Qi!    

This is spiritual energy!    

Very pure and dense spirit energy.    

This spiritual energy was very strange. His bloodline's power couldn't be absorbed at all, so this spiritual energy directly entered his dantian.