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Chapter 1288: Revenge
Attitude of the Sky-Swallowing Cyan Marten Clan
Befriending Qin Yichen was a great thing for the Cyan Swallowing Marten Clan.
After the latter's identity as a god-grade clan was made known, they could feel that the covetous gazes on them had quietly disappeared.
Obviously, the forces that were against them all knew about the friendship between Qin Yichen and the Qingluan.
If he were to shed all pretenses with the Azure Mink Clan at this moment, then it was extremely likely that he would offend that unfathomable race of gods because of this.
It was also because of this that Qingluan was able to secure his position as the young master of the Sky-Devouring Marten Clan!
At this time, Qin Yichen was in deep danger, but Qing Luan had such an attitude. This made Qing Luan somewhat unhappy.
"The myriad races are in turmoil. Our Ancestor doesn't have much time left. Although that junior gave us a treasure to extend our Ancestor's lifespan, our race can't be tormented at this time."
"If we get involved in this storm, it is very likely that it will bring a calamity to our race. Do you understand?"
As if he had seen through Qing Luan's thoughts, Qing Zhengyun sighed and said.
Upon hearing this, Qingluan fell silent.
Even though the Azure Sky-Devouring Mink Clan was respected as a top clan, there were already signs of a shortage in the clan.
Old ancestor Qing Xuan would not be able to sit back and do nothing once he was caught in the storm. Once he made a move, the slightest carelessness would cause his lifespan to come to an end in advance. This was definitely not a good thing for the Sky Swallowing Marten tribe!
"Patriarch, I don't think we should do that."
After pondering for a while, Qingluan suddenly shook his head and braced himself.
"Hmm?"
Qing Zheng Yun frowned when he heard that. A sliver of displeasure appeared in his eyes. As his emotions changed, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became extremely heavy.
"Patriarch, I'm not doing this out of personal friendship."
Under this aura, Qing Luan's head was slightly lowered, but he did not stop talking.
"Aren't you being loyal? Do you know how many clans are attacking him now? "
Qing Zheng Yun shook his head. Even though his voice was not loud, there was a sense of authority in it. "If our race interferes in this matter, we will be doomed eternally if we aren't careful."
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At this moment, the Qing Luan suddenly raised her head and looked straight at Qing Zheng Yun.
Qing Zheng Yun's, Qing Zheng Yun's, and Qin Yichen Feng,.
"Brother Qin is from a god-tier clan. Furthermore, I'm sure the clan leader knows about the waves he's stirred up in the Myriad Tribes Battlefield. Hundreds of Martial Saints were toyed with by him. I don't think they can kill Brother Qin!"
"Qin Yichen Feng Feng, Patriarch, Qingluan Feng, Patriarch.
Hearing Qing Luan's words, Qing Zheng Yun's expression became solemn. He, who had always acted swiftly and decisively, actually had a flicker of hesitation in his eyes.
The Skylark Race was originally an unremarkable race in the Myriad Tribe Battlefield.
However, several tens of thousands of years ago, they inadvertently helped a person from the Nine Heavens Flame Sea Phoenix Clan who came out to train.
After that phoenix returned, the Skylark Race's status in the Myriad Races Continent soared. Even though they didn't have a single supreme expert, they sat firmly among the top races for tens of thousands of years!
After tens of thousands of years, even among the top clans, a few clans had been eliminated or even disappeared. However, the Skylark Clan was firmly seated in that group. They had never wavered.
All of this was because of the colossus behind them!
As long as the Phoenix Clan in the Nine Heavens Flame Sea did not decline, no other clan would dare to attack the Skylark Clan!
This was the deterrence of a god-tier race!
"Patriarch, God-level races rarely appear in the world, but every time they do, they are geniuses of their race who are about to become pillars of their race. In my opinion, Brother Qin is most likely one of them!"
Qingluan struck while the iron was hot when he saw that Qing Zhengyun had fallen silent.
Qing Zhengyun's expression changed slightly when he heard this. Qin Yichen's demeanor and temperament were something that even he couldn't compare to!
Perhaps only a genius from a god-tier race with a high status could be so unrestrained and fearless!
"We'll have to let the Forefather decide on this."
After a long while, Qing Yunzheng finally let out a sigh and said leisurely.
"Then … I'll enter the Myriad Tribe Battlefield first and wait for your good news?"
Qingluan asked tentatively when he saw Qing Zhengyun's expression.
"Hmph, you must remember your current status. Don't act recklessly!"
Qing Zhengyun snorted but didn't stop Qingluan. Clearly, he was moved by Qingluan's words.
"Thank you, Patriarch. I'm sure Forefather Qing Xuan won't reject this opportunity!"
Seeing this, Qing Luan cupped her hands and bowed, then directly rushed out of the hall.
"Sigh … I'm really old now. I'm afraid of everything."
After Qingluan's figure disappeared, Qing Zhengyun shook his head with a bitter smile and sighed softly.
If he had encountered such a situation when he was young, he would have been hot-blooded. However, after shouldering the responsibility of an entire race's rise and fall, he couldn't be so capricious anymore.
He didn't even dare to participate in such a huge gamble!
…
The Myriad Tribes Battle Domain was in a state of chaos. Experts were constantly fleeing from the battlefield.
However, there were still many curious people who wanted to enter and take a look.
There was a transportation formation in one of the first-tier races that led to the Myriad Tribe Battlefield. At this moment, there was a long queue in front of the transportation formation. They were all people who wanted to enter the Myriad Tribe Battlefield!
In front of the transportation formation, four Martial Saints expressionlessly collected the fees from the experts who wanted to enter the formation.
"A bunch of Supreme level ants. They really don't know what they're doing!"
"Do they have the right to witness such a scene?"
"Who cares about them? Let's just make a killing."
The four Martial Saints sneered in their hearts as they looked at the excited Martial Saints who wanted to enter the teleportation array.
In their opinion, these people were simply sending themselves to their deaths.
After all, they knew how chaotic the Myriad Tribes Battlefield was now. Even a Martial Saint expert would run as far away as possible if they saw Qin Yichen, let alone a Martial Honorable.
However, these Martial Saints wanted to witness such a scene. How was this any different from sending themselves to their deaths?
"Beauty!"
Suddenly, a cry of surprise rang out from the crowd, followed by a wave of laughter.
The commotion also came from the crowd.
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