"Xiangtian, you are now a great elder of our protector clan in Changyang Prefecture. You should place the interests of the clan above all else. I hope you can consider the future of the clan. If the Winged Tiger becomes the protector beast of our Changyang Prefecture, the strength of our Changyang Prefecture will immediately surpass the nine other clans. Of course, if you continue to allow the Winged Tiger to grow up smoothly under the protection of the two magical beasts, it's extremely likely for it to become a disaster for our continent once it becomes powerful. Do you want to become a sinner of the entire human race of the Tian Yuan Continent? "Changyang Qing Yun said righteously.
"Elder Qing Yun, I thank you very much for removing the seal in Luan 'er's head, but there's no room for discussion regarding the Winged Tiger," Jianchen firmly replied.
"The interests of the clan are more important than anything else. Changyang Shōten, since you're unwilling to leave the Winged Tiger behind, we won't make things difficult for you. However, I do hope that your fiancée can move the Bright Moon Divine Hall from outer space and place it in Changyang Prefecture so that even more female disciples of the clan can cultivate there and increase the strength of our prefecture." Changyang Qing Jueri and Changyang Qing Yunfeng strode in from outside. The person who had spoken was Changyang Qing Jueri. He was still eyeing the Bright Moon Divine Hall.
Changyang Zu Yunxiao and Changyang Zu Xiao looked at each other. They both frowned slightly as they became troubled.
Jianchen's face turned cold, "Yue 'er needs to absorb Moonlight Force for her cultivation. The Bright Moon Divine Hall can only gather Moonlight Force in outer space. If you move it to the independent space of Changyang Prefecture, it'll definitely affect Yue' er's cultivation greatly. And if you want to absorb Moonlight Force, you need Fairy Haoyue's cultivation method and special constitution. Even if you send the female clansmen of the clan to the Bright Moon Divine Hall, they won't be able to absorb Moonlight Force. "
"The ancestors of Changyang Prefecture who have obtained high level cultivation methods and battle techniques have all been placed in the collection of the clan to strengthen the heritage of the clan. Jianchen, you're also a great elder of Changyang Prefecture. Can't you think about the future of the clan?" Changyang Qing Jueri calmly spoke, as if he was trying to negotiate with Jianchen.
Jianchen coldly snorted. His gaze suddenly became extremely sharp as a threatening cold light constantly flickered in his eyes. He called out, "Changyang Qing Jueri, are you forcing me?" Jianchen directly called out his name. He was extremely furious, no longer giving anyone any face.
Changyang Qing Jueri was stunned when he saw how Jianchen was about to start a fight. A sliver of cold light flashed through the depths of his eyes as he sternly said, "Changyang Shōten, these are the rules of our Changyang Prefecture. All the ancestors have followed them. Are you not going to follow them?"
"Jueri, just let it go. Xiangtian has only just returned to the clan, so he's still not used to the rules. Let's not talk about the Winged Tiger and the Bright Moon Divine Hall for now," said Changyang Qing Yun. He knew that with Jianchen's forceful attitude, he would probably end up making a fool of himself if he pushed him too hard.
"Changyang Qing Jueri, do you really think that I, Jianchen, care about being a great elder of a protector clan? If it weren't for my great-grandfather's feelings, I would never have accepted the position of great elder. I hope that none of you will make any excessive requests of me in the future, or don't blame me for not respecting my elders," Jianchen coldly said. Even though he was in a protector clan, he showed no fear.
"Luan 'er, let's go!" With that, Jianchen pulled Huang Luan away with large strides. He completely ignored the pale-faced Changyang Qing Yun and the others.
"Everyone, don't go too far with Xiangtian. Xiangtian isn't an ordinary clansman. We've only managed to get him to join our protector clan after so much difficulty. If you force him away, it'll only be our Changyang Prefecture that loses out," Changyang Zu Yunxiao grumbled. He was extremely displeased.
"Think about what happened in Flame City. Back then, the ten protector clans appeared together to stop Jianchen, but there was nothing we could do in the end," added Changyang Zu Xiao before leaving the divine hall with Changyang Zu Yunxiao.
Jianchen and Huang Luan left the protector clan under the escort of Changyang Zu Yunxiao and Changyang Zu Xiao. Along the way, the two of them constantly comforted Jianchen and spoke up for the Changyang Prefecture.
"Great-grandson, don't hold a grudge against elder Qing Yun and elder Jueri. The clan does indeed have a rule like that. They're only doing this for the sake of the clan's future," said Changyang Zu Yunxiao.
Jianchen did not want to dwell on the matter any longer. He said to Changyang Zu Yunxiao, "I want to know the strength of the Yama Hall and where they reside."
"The Yama Hall!" Changyang Zu Yunxiao frowned slightly. After a moment of thought, he said, "It's an organization that has existed on the Tian Yuan Continent for over a hundred thousand years. They're quite powerful, much more powerful than regular ancient clans. The ruler of the Yama Hall was an expert at the Eighth Heavenly Layer of the Holy Emperor a thousand years ago, but he was heavily injured by the sect master of the Bloodsword sect, Houston, and almost died. Now that a thousand years have passed, I wonder if the old Yama has recovered or not."
"Other than the old Yama, who's the strongest, the Yama Hall also has two Holy Emperors. One of them is the current Yama of the Yama Hall, while the other is the Spectral Elder of the Yama Hall. Their exact strength is unknown, and the Yama Hall is based on a divine hall. It changes frequently, so even if we investigate with all our might, it'll be very difficult to find anything in a short amount of time."
After learning some information about the Yama Hall from Changyang Zu Yunxiao, Jianchen bid farewell to them before heading to the sea realm through the Space Gate constructed by Changyang Zu Yunxiao.
Jianchen and Huang Luan appeared in the air above the boundless sea. After determining the direction, they flew toward the territory of the Sea race.
Suddenly, the originally clear sky turned dark in an instant. A thick layer of clouds gathered at an extremely fast speed, covering the sky and the sun, emitting a colorful auspicious light.
"Someone has broken through to Saint Ruler and reached the level of Holy Emperor," Jianchen and Huang Luan were both stunned as they stared at the rainbow clouds in the sky and muttered to themselves.
From today onwards, there was another Holy Emperor.
On a remote island several tens of thousand kilometers away from Jianchen, a bare-chested, middle-aged man sat there. He only wore a pair of knee-length shorts. A profound presence of the mysteries of the world constantly radiated from him as the space around him violently trembled. As a result, the middle-aged man's figure became blurred.
Within the independent space where the Tyrant's Blade School resided, there was a hundred-meter-long, snow-white machete in a valley filled with various powerful formations. It shone brightly, possessing enough power to destroy the world.
Suddenly, the machete began to gently tremble. Something seemed to awaken from its slumber within the blade, causing it to suddenly radiate with a tremendous pressure. It rapidly increased in strength, reaching an unbelievable level in the blink of an eye.
An extremely powerful energy lay dormant within the machete. It would never awaken, but at this moment, the energy actually began to flow slowly. Bang!
Bang! Bang …
The various powerful formations around the machete exploded one after another, and a crisp saber hum resounded through the independent space. Then, the machete turned into a silver streak of light and disappeared into the independent space.
"Oh no, the Emperor Armament has run away!"
Almost at the same time as the machete disappeared, a loud shout filled with panic and fear suddenly rang out. Six people of different ages merged with the space and crossed a great distance in a single step to arrive at the place where the machete had been.
The six of them were all great elders of the Tyrant's Blade School. Their faces were currently filled with fear and disbelief.
"What's going on? Why did the Emperor Armament run away all of a sudden …"
"Something like this has never been recorded in the history books. In other words, this is the first time something like this has ever happened …"
"The Emperor Armament is the treasure of our Tyrant's Blade School. We can't lose it. We have to find it …"
"The Emperor Armament is related to the legacy of our Tyrant's Blade School. We have to bring it back no matter what the price is …"
The great elders were all extremely stern. They were filled with worry and immediately opened a World Gate to the outside world. They used a secret technique to sense the location of the ancient god artifact and hurriedly pursued it.
Seven-colored clouds blotted out the sky above the vast sea. The burly, middle-aged man who had broken through to the Holy Emperor remained seated on the island with his eyes closed.
At this moment, an extremely terrifying pulse of energy appeared in the horizon. A dazzling streak of white light shot through the sky, traveling through space at an unbelievable speed toward the middle-aged man on the island.
Jianchen sensed the powerful pulse of energy as soon as possible from several tens of thousand kilometers away. He was immediately shocked and said with a deep voice, "It's the presence of an Emperor Armament. What a terrifying pulse of energy. It actually makes me feel like I'm facing the Holy Emperor. Just a single weapon possesses such a terrifying presence. Is it the Emperor Armament of a protector clan?" Jianchen hesitated before rushing over with Huang Luan.
The dazzling white light directly descended above the middle-aged man's head, turning into a five-meter-long machete. The machete gently trembled as a dazzling glow enveloped the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man did not seem to sense anything at all. He continued to sit there without moving.
Near the island, the space there had been ripped apart.
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