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Chapter 1260
Wind and clouds are surging
Myriad Races Continent.
A huge mountain stood alone in the middle of a plain.
The towering mountain peak was just like a sharp sword, faintly emitting a kind of sharp aura. At the peak where clouds lingered, there was a faint hurried sound of rushing wind being emitted.
This was merely the location of a first-rate faction. However, the mountain peak was filled with densely packed figures. The auras of these figures were all Martial Saints. At a glance, there were at least four to five hundred of them!
"Hey, isn't this the Heavenly Blade Saint? Why are you here too?! "
"Haha, Jian Bujing, you came here because your brother Jian Buhui died at the hands of that brat, right?"
"How lively. I didn't expect to see so many familiar faces."
"…"
Whispers continued to resound on the platform at the peak of the mountain. Some of the experts who were conversing here were quite famous in the Myriad Clan Continent!
In fact, many experts had done earth-shattering things in the past.
However, at this moment, for some reason, these famous experts had all gathered together.
"Buzz …"
At a certain moment, the clouds in the sky surged and a strange fluctuation faintly spread apart.
Under such fluctuations, the turbulent True Yuan that had been stirred up by so many Saint level experts gradually calmed down.
At this moment, these famous experts began to quieten down. The clamor between the heavens and the earth abruptly fell silent.
The clouds in the sky surged in front of many pairs of eyes that were filled with respect. It actually transformed into a somewhat old face.
Following the appearance of this face, an aura that could dominate the heavens and earth spread out in the air. Under this aura, the True Energy in the heavens and earth suddenly quieted down, as if even the True Energy of the heavens and earth had submitted to this face.
The many renowned Saint level experts respectfully lowered their proud heads. Not a single one of them showed the slightest bit of disrespect. Their eyes were filled with respect and awe.
The slightly shut eyes on that somewhat aged face slowly opened. A glint that caused one's entire body to feel a chill flashed across those indifferent eyes. Any expert who unintentionally saw that glint immediately broke out in a cold sweat. They hurriedly shifted their gazes away, not daring to look directly at that glint.
"Are you all ready?"
The huge face formed by the clouds spoke faintly. A dignified voice immediately rang out.
As he spoke, everyone on the mountain peak couldn't help but straighten their bodies. In the middle, a Martial Saint hesitated for a moment before he respectfully replied, "Reporting to my lord, we are all ready. We can leave at any time."
"All of you have a grudge against that fellow. Originally, I didn't want to interfere in this matter. However, seeing that we are all from the Myriad Tribes, I have agreed to the request of a few old friends to send all of you into the Myriad Tribes Battlefield."
The face's indifferent eyes swept across the figures on the mountain peak as he spoke faintly.
"Thank you, my lord!"
Hearing this, the many Saint level experts respectfully replied.
Rumble!
As the crowd's respectful voices rang out, the True Energy in the heavens and earth suddenly boiled. The heavens trembled as if they were being torn apart by a pair of invisible giant hands.
Under numerous frightened gazes, the space above the heavens suddenly rippled violently. A pitch-black spatial crack suddenly appeared like a giant mouth that could devour everything.
"I hope that all of you will be able to fulfill your wishes. This is all that I can help all of you."
The crack grew larger and larger. In the end, it formed a giant door that was a hundred feet tall that stood between the heavens and earth.
Seeing this, the experts respectfully bowed to the face in the sky. Then, their bodies moved, turning into streaks of light that quickly shot into the crack and disappeared.
"Brat, how dare you kill my great-grandson. The Myriad Tribes Battlefield will be your burial ground!"
When the last figure on the mountain peak disappeared, that elderly face appeared incomparably illusory. A densely cold glint flashed across his eyes. Finally, as the mighty wind blew, that face in the fog also completely disappeared.
At the same time, in many places on the Myriad Tribes Continent, numerous rarely seen supreme experts took action. They tore through space and sent batches of Martial Saints into the Myriad Tribes Battlefield.
The Myriad Tribes Battlefield was about to experience an unprecedented upheaval!
The source of all this, Qin Yichen, was still in the city where the Cloud Spirit Clan was stationed in the Myriad Tribes Battlefield, as though he was unaware of it.
Even though he knew that Qin Yichen's presence would bring danger to his clan, Ling Lao did not mention Qin Yichen. Instead, he secretly sent out countless spies to investigate the situation in the Myriad Tribes Battlefield.
Finally, one day, the aura of a group of Martial Saints entered the area where the Cloud Spirit Clan was stationed.
Those auras were extremely powerful, and their speed was astonishingly fast. As for their destination, it was the city where the Cloudspirit Clan was located.
In less than an hour, a dozen figures with powerful auras had already appeared in the sky above Cloud Spirit City after the news was sent back by the spies.
Many Martial Saints in the Cloud Spirit City looked at each other when they sensed the commotion. They did not know why Martial Saints, who were rarely seen, would suddenly appear here. Moreover, there were so many of them!
"Yun Ling, hand over Qin Yichen!"
While many Martial Saints in the Cloud Spirit City were puzzled, a loud voice suddenly rang out in the sky above the city like a clap of thunder.
As the voice sounded, the auras of more than ten Martial Saints spread out. An extremely terrifying pressure pressed down on the Cloud Spirit City in a domineering manner.
The pressure had yet to descend, but the numerous Zun Stage experts in the city felt their breathing turn sluggish. Even the flow of the True Yuan within their bodies had slowed down.
Once this kind of pressure came down, it would be a terrifying thing for the top powers in Spiritual Cloud City. Even if they did not use their Holy Aura, the pressure from the auras of more than ten Martial Saints was not something that a Martial Honourable could withstand.
Even if the pressure was not enough to kill them, it was enough to leave an indelible shadow in their hearts.
However, just as the pressure was about to envelop the entire Spiritual Cloud City, a powerful aura surged out from the middle of the city and directly destroyed the frightening pressure. At the same time, a slightly angry snort suddenly sounded out.
"Where did this junior come from? Cloud Spirit City is not a place for you to act so presumptuously!"
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