The sky was shrouded in fog. The unfamiliar stars shone with a dim light. Several large cracks tore through the sky, telling all those who lifted their heads to look at the sky that the sky was fake and did not exist.
Under the starry sky, there was a gigantic building in the plains surrounded by numerous valleys. That building could not be seen clearly from the distance. There was fog surrounding it, blocking everyone's sight.
However, if anyone got closer, they would be able to see that the building was a gigantic sword-shaped object. It was stabbed diagonally into the ground, and the part that was revealed was thousands of feet tall.
It was completely black and made from some unknown material. There were many scale-like objects all over it. If one were to call it a sword, it would look like a sword, but if one were to call it a ship, it would also look like a ship.
There were three towering altars in the shape of a tower around the sword-ship. The altars were white, black, and red, and they were all different.
Compared to the weathered feeling that the sword-ship gave off, the three tower-shaped altars were clearly built later.
At that moment, there was no one on the white altar, and the black altar was the same. Only the red altar shone with a red light that pierced through the fog and enveloped the area, causing anyone who looked at it to be dyed red, no matter how far away they were.
There were dozens of people floating around the red altar. One of them was Yan Luan. She wore a red robe and her hair floated in the air. Her eyes shone brightly as she looked at the sword-ship.
Han Fei Zi accompanied her quietly behind her. Her face was covered by a veil, so no one could see any changes in it. They could only see that her eyes were sparkling.
It was quiet around them, but there were muffled booms coming from the distance. If anyone followed the sound, they would be able to see the people from Tranquil East, Puqiang, and Lake of Colors fighting in two places quite far away.
"We won't be able to hide from Tranquil East and Puqiang for long. They should have noticed the changes in this place by now … We don't have much time …" Han Fei Zi said softly.
"Even if Han Cang Zi and the powerful Berserkers from Puqiang Tribe are being held back by the previous tribe leader and the Elder … she's still a member of Freezing Sky Clan. We can't kill her, we can't kill her." Han Fei Zi swept her gaze past Yan Luan.
"I know what I'm doing. I won't hold you back from entering Freezing Sky Clan." Yan Luan chuckled and turned her head around to look at Han Fei Zi.
"I'm curious, though. Just what is it about that new guest of Tranquil East Tribe that attracted you to the point that you used your final request to make me give up on my interest in him?" Although Yan Luan's smile was alluring, the coldness in her eyes could only be seen by those who understood her.
"You don't lack a guest, but I lack a companion," Han Fei Zi said calmly. Although her voice was pleasant to the ears, it was still icy cold.
"Companions? Don't tell me you're thinking of … "Yan Luan covered her mouth and laughed. She didn't finish her sentence. Instead, she gave Han Fei Zi a meaningful look.
Han Fei Zi closed her eyes and softly said, "Time's up. Hurry up and open this restriction. Break the slave race seal so I can leave in peace."
Yan Luan smiled and turned to look at the giant sword-ship. Her eyes shone with a strange light. She raised her right hand and pressed it against her chest. She knelt in midair. Her expression was no longer beautiful, but filled with sincerity.
"Set up the Rune!" Yan Luan said softly.
The moment she spoke, thunder rumbled in midair, and an endless amount of red lightning appeared out of nowhere. As they intersected with each other, they filled the sky and continued swimming about.
At the same time, the dozens of Lake of Colors Tribe members behind Yan Luan floated up into the sky as if they were attracted by the lightning in the sky. They sat down cross-legged in midair.
When the swimming lightning appeared, it was a little messy and flashed in all directions, but once the dozens of Lake of Colors Tribe members floated into the air, all the lightning surrounded them and connected them, forming a complicated picture in the air.
That picture was the Relocation Rune.
"Han Fei Zi!" Yan Luan shouted softly.
Han Fei Zi did not make a sound. She took a step forward and charged towards the picture in the sky. She sat down cross-legged at the center, took a deep breath, and closed her eyes.
"Statue of the God of Berserkers from Lake of Colors, please descend!
"Statue of the God of Berserkers from Lake of Colors, please descend!
"Statue of the God of Berserkers from Lake of Colors, please descend!" The voices came from the dozens of people in the sky one after another. They fused together and turned into a low roar that reverberated in the area. At the same time, all the members of Lake of Colors Tribe were sitting cross-legged on the mountain where Lake of Colors Tribe was located, right beside Han Mountain City in the Land of South Morning. There were Berserkers among them, and there were also normal tribe members.
All of them sat down with their eyes closed. At that instant, they bit the tips of their tongues at the same time and coughed out blood. Their blood rose into the air, and drop by drop, it floated into midair from within the tribe and rapidly gathered together.
The outline of a gigantic blood figure appeared on the mountain belonging to Lake of Colors Tribe. It was a gigantic face of a woman, and it was filled with an awe-inspiring presence. The moment she appeared, the light of Relocation shone around the gigantic woman's face, causing the figure to slowly turn into an illusion.
The mountains belonging to Tranquil East Tribe and Puqiang Tribe were strangely silent in the face of this phenomenon. They did not show any signs of wanting to investigate. At that moment, on the platform at the summit of the mountain belonging to Tranquil East Tribe, the tribe leader of Tranquil East Tribe, the Elder of Tranquil East Tribe, and the many powerful Berserkers of Tranquil East Tribe were standing there quietly. There were even three old men who looked like they had just crawled out of their coffins.
They did not look towards Lake of Colors Tribe, but at a middle-aged man dressed in blue robes before them.
The man's hair was very long. He had his hands behind his back, and there was an ice mountain embroidered on his robes.
"I know that all of you are unwilling to accept this …" The man was very handsome. He looked at Lake of Colors Mountain in the distance and spoke slowly.
"But this is the decision of Sect Elder Sun. You can be unwilling, but you have to obey."
"We wouldn't dare. If the envoy comes, then Tranquil East Tribe will definitely obey. But Han Cang Zi is still there …" The one who spoke was one of the three old men. His expression was calm as he spoke hoarsely.
"Would anyone dare hurt her?" The middle-aged man smiled faintly.
At that moment, the same scene was happening in the mountain belonging to Puqiang Tribe. Several powerful leaders of Puqiang Tribe were standing respectfully behind a young man dressed in black robes. There was a mark of a scorpion on the young man's face. The scorpion looked alive, as if it was a living creature.
"Sect Elder Wang has given his orders. Puqiang Tribe is not allowed to participate in this matter!"
At the same time, within the hidden dimension of Han Mountain City, the Relocation Rune formed by Han Fei Zi and the others sitting cross-legged while summoning the red lightning, red light surged into the sky. A strange pressure gradually appeared. As the light from the Relocation Rune shone above them, the woman's face that originally appeared in the mountain belonging to Lake of Colors Tribe gradually descended.
As it appeared, a large amount of ripples appeared in the sky and spread in all directions, causing the world to tremble even more violently. Soon, the moment the light from the Relocation Rune reached its peak, the gigantic woman's face appeared in the sky.
The woman's face was several thousands of feet big, and she looked at the ground coldly.
"Open the Tranquil East Gate!" Yan Luan's expression became even more devout. She lifted her right hand and pointed towards the white altar of Tranquil East Tribe in the distance.
The moment she pointed, a red light immediately flashed outside the altar of Tranquil East Tribe. Four people in red appeared out of thin air. In their hands were several heads that were glaring angrily at death.
The four of them acted at the same time and threw the heads on the altar, then slammed their palms against the altar.
With that one slap, all the heads exploded and turned into a large amount of blood, dyeing the white altar red!
These heads belonged to the guests of Tranquil East Tribe who had entered this place. Once they were killed by Lake of Colors Tribe, they used a unique method to gather all their blood in their heads. At that moment, their heads exploded and dyed the tower red.
The dyed Tranquil East Tower trembled, and a large amount of cracks appeared on it. Roars traveled out, and a vast amount of power spilled out from within the tower.
The moment this power appeared, the weather looked as if it was about to change. This was the power of the countless guests' Qi that Tranquil East Tribe had accumulated over the hundreds of years they had activated this place. Tranquil East Tribe had originally planned to work together with the other two tribes to activate the sword-ship once they gathered enough Qi.
But now, it was cleverly taken away by Lake of Colors Tribe.
The gigantic woman's face in the sky opened its mouth and sucked in a deep breath in the direction of Tranquil East Tower. Immediately, the power charged towards the woman's face and was completely absorbed by it.
"Open the Puqiang Gate!" Excitement appeared in Yan Luan's eyes. She had been waiting for this day for a long time. Lake of Colors Tribe had also put in a lot of effort for this operation.
Puqiang Tower was originally a black altar, but at that moment, as the heads exploded, it turned red and shattered just like Tranquil East Tower. A large amount of Qi that had been accumulated by the guests for hundreds of years spilled out and was instantly absorbed by the woman's face in the sky.
The last to be absorbed was Lake of Colors Tribe's altar. Booming sounds reverberated in the air. Cracks appeared on all three altars, and the instant they exploded after losing all the Qi they had accumulated within them, the woman's face in the sky turned from indistinct to tangible.
At that moment, Yan Luan sucked in a deep breath and leaped towards the woman's face. In an instant, she fused with it and appeared at the center of the woman's brows.
"Teleportation Seal Break!"
A strange light shone in the eyes of the gigantic woman's face. She descended from the sky with a bang and charged towards the sword-ship that was stabbed into the ground diagonally.
As she swiftly approached it, a dark light immediately appeared on the sword-ship. That dark light was the seal. It did not spread outwards, but flowed on the sword-ship like flowing water.
With a loud bang, the statue of the God of Berserkers from Lake of Colors crashed into the sword-ship!
"If we don't understand the principles behind Han Mountain's ancestor's seal, it'll be difficult to break it. This is a power that is completely different from us Berserkers. Even if Lake of Colors Tribe has come to understand the Relocation Art and the power of our entire tribe, it'll still be difficult for us to break it, but …
"With the power of the statue of the God of Berserkers, the power of Relocation, and the hundreds of years of research by Lake of Colors Tribe, we managed to deduce that we can make the seal disappear for an instant. With the Rune against the seal, during that instant, we … can enter!"
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