In the quiet mountain range, from time to time, low and loud roars of magical beasts could be heard. Some magical beasts were even killing each other in the forest. The battle was very fierce. The loud roars and mournful screams spread far and wide. Some of the weaker magical beasts were so scared that they shrunk their necks and hid in their caves, not daring to come out.
High up in the sky, a large group of Second Grade and Third Grade Vultures were circling around. Their cold and emotionless eyes continuously scanned the area below. Once they found a suitable target, they would immediately swarm over and turn the Magical Beasts into delicious food in their mouths.
Although the individual strength of these vultures was lacking, they had the advantage in numbers. There were several hundred of them, and even Class 4 magical beasts would become their food.
A loud cry rang out from the distance. A small black dot suddenly appeared on the horizon, quickly flying towards the group of vultures.
The group of vultures immediately became uneasy. They scrambled to escape in all directions, as if they had encountered something terrifying that made them feel fear.
The black dot rapidly grew in size. It was a flying magical beast with the body of a snake, four wings, and a pair of sharp claws under its abdomen.
It dove into the flock of vultures and grabbed a vulture with its mouth. Its sharp claws also grabbed one vulture each. The sharp claws pierced through the vulture's body, and the intense pain caused the vulture to involuntarily let out a mournful cry.
Several hundred vultures fled in all directions. At the same time, they shot out arrows condensed from energy from their mouths.
It quickly shot towards the four-winged demonic beast.
The four-winged magical beast did not dodge at all. Its bright eyes were filled with mockery as it used its body to endure the most powerful attacks from the vultures.
Ding ding ding …
A series of metallic sounds rang out. The seemingly inconspicuous black feathers on the four-winged magical beast were actually extremely tough. The most powerful attacks from the vultures did not pose any threat to it at all.
This four-winged magical beast had already reached the 5th rank. The difference between the 5th rank and the 4th rank was like a watershed. Hundreds of 2nd and 3rd rank vultures could indeed easily kill a 4th rank magical beast, but they couldn't do anything to a 5th rank magical beast.
The four-winged Magical Beast flapped its wings. It had a vulture in its mouth and two vultures in its claws that were still struggling violently. Its entire body transformed into a ray of black light as it charged towards the group of vultures. It spread its wings, and those steel-like wings made contact with the vultures' bodies. All of the vultures' bodies were cut in half, and their blood dyed the sky.
In just a few seconds, over twenty vultures had died to the four-winged magical beast. At this moment, the four-winged magical beast stopped chasing after the other vultures. It glanced at the fleeing vultures with an icy gaze, filled with a sliver of disdain in a very human-like manner.
This four-winged Magical Beast seemed to have sensed something. A glint flashed in its human-like eyes. It raised its head and stared at a certain place in the sky for a while. Soon after, it flapped its wings and its body suddenly descended. It quickly disappeared into the dense forest.
Several hundred meters in the sky, the space there suddenly began to twist violently. Afterwards, the space was ripped open, and a colorful Space Gate stabilized in just a few seconds. Ruijin, Honglian, Jianchen, and You Yue emerged from it one after another.
After the four of them emerged, the Space Gate rapidly vanished as well, allowing the space there to return to normal.
Ruijin, Honglian, You Yue, and Jianchen all stared at the space before them. The world gate between the protector clan, Changyang Prefecture, and the outside world was hidden a hundred meters in front of them. Although the world gate was hidden extremely well, such that no one could see through it at all, its only flaw was that its location could not be changed.
At this moment, Ruijin seemed to sense something. A strange light appeared in his eyes as he turned his head to stare at the forest below. His calm gaze pierced through the cover of the forest below, clearly seeing what was hidden below.
"I never thought that I'd actually find a winged dragon here. It even has a sliver of the power of my dragon bloodline flowing through it," Ruijin said in surprise. This was definitely an extremely surprising matter to him.
The dense forest below began to shake slightly. The four-winged magical beast that had been hiding below slowly flew up. It was very intelligent, and it knew that Rui Jin had discovered it. As such, it did not continue to hide.
The four-winged magical beast did not move quickly. Its head was very low as it flew over to Ruijin at a steady pace. It prostrated itself on the ground as the viciousness in its eyes completely vanished, replaced by respect.
The four-winged magical beast was a winged dragon that possessed a sliver of dragon bloodline. Although it was not pure, it was still a close relative of the dragon clan. As a result, it was extremely sensitive to the presence of the emperor of the dragon clan.
Now that the dragon clan had already vanished, Ruijin immediately felt particularly close to the winged dragon when he saw it here. He asked, "Are there any other members of the dragon clan apart from you?"
The winged dragon could clearly hear Ruijin's words. It immediately shook its head and produced a series of deep growls at the same time.
Ruijin gently sighed as a sliver of disappointment appeared in his eyes. After a moment of thought, he said to the winged dragon, "A great battle is about to erupt here. Leave immediately so that you won't be affected."
The winged dragon respectfully bowed to Ruijin and left. Afterwards, it flapped its four metal wings and immediately shot off into the distance as a blur. It moved extremely quickly.
After the winged dragon left, Ruijin looked back at the World Gate in Changyang Prefecture. He said with a deep voice, "I'll immediately use the supreme secret technique of the dragon clan to seal up this space. Prepare yourselves. As I use the seal, there will be a huge ripple of energy. It'll definitely attract the attention of the people inside. At that time, you must enter the protector clans to fight. You can't clash with them outside."
Honglian, Jianchen, and You Yue sternly nodded. Soon after, flames shot into the sky and the temperature in the surroundings began to rapidly rise. The Ninerefined Godfire Feathers and Scorching Godfire Hairpin had already appeared on Honglian.
With a flip of his hand, Jianchen pulled out the Emperor Armament from his Space Ring. He gripped it tightly in his hand as the chaotic neidan in his dantian constantly surged with Chaotic Force, filling every inch of his body in a single moment.
The palm-sized Bright Moon Divine Hall was also held in Sima You Yue's hands. Then, she gently tossed it into the air. The Bright Moon Divine Hall grew with the wind. In the blink of an eye, it became tens of meters long. The tightly shut door slowly opened. Immediately, a ray of bright moonlight shone out from the door. The moonlight enveloped Sima You Yue's body and then sucked her into the door.
Ruijin also pulled out the Nine Dragon Slaying Grass from his Space Ring. Every single stalk was as tall as an adult, but they seemed extremely ordinary. They seemed like ordinary weeds, without anything special about them.
They were all Dragon Slaying Grass that had lived for over a million years. Vast amounts of pure vital energies were hidden within them, but just like the Saints' Fruit, they had already returned to their original state.
The nine stalks of Dragon Slaying Grass formed a formation in the air. Ruijin bit his finger and dripped nine droplets of golden blood onto the Dragon Slaying Grass. As soon as the blood came in contact with the Dragon Slaying Grass, it was immediately absorbed by the Dragon Slaying Grass. The green leaves of the Dragon Slaying Grass slowly began to turn golden as well. Extremely pure vital energies radiated from them. The vital energies hidden within seemed to have been activated by the droplet of blood.
Ruijin did not stop at all. He immediately formed hand seals and used a secret technique of the Dragon clan to activate all the vital energies within the Dragon Slaying Grass.
Immediately, a tremendous amount of vital energies that even surprised Jianchen leaked out from the nine stalks of Dragon Slaying Grass. After a million years of accumulation, no one could predict just how vast the vital energies within the Dragon Slaying Grass were.
A huge and majestic divine hall stood silently on the floating piece of land within the protector clan of Changyang Prefecture. Changyang Qing Yun paced back and forth in an extremely luxurious room with a heavy heart. His face was filled with anxiety and eagerness. He was nowhere near as composed as he usually was.
In the past few days, all Changyang Qing Yun thought about was the Saints' Fruit. He no longer cared about the departure of Changyang Zu Xiao and the others. Nothing was more important than him becoming the Holy Emperor. Although the strength of Changyang Prefecture had plummeted with the departure of Changyang Zu Xiao and the others, Changyang Qing Yun still remained indifferent.
This was because the Changyang Prefecture was a protector clan. Even though it had been reduced to the weakest of the ten protector clans, its status was still not something that could be replaced by any other organization. The heritage of the protector clans was so great that it could not be compared to any other ancient clan.
At this moment, Changyang Qing Yunfeng walked in from outside. His complexion was ruddy, and he was brimming with energy. He was in an extremely good condition. He had been injured by Changyang Zu Yunxiao's Founding God's Fist back then, but he had completely recovered from his injuries with the assistance of the medicines from Changyang Prefecture.
"Qing Yun, do you think Jianchen will hand over the Saints' Fruit for the war god of the Hundred Races?" Changyang Qing Yunfeng asked.
Changyang Qing Yunfeng sank into his thoughts. After a moment of thought, he said, "I've specially investigated Jianchen over the past few days. According to what I know, he's a person who values friendship. He definitely won't ignore the safety of his friends for his own benefits. If the information about him is correct, he'll definitely hand over the Saints' Fruit obediently because he knows that the war god will die if he doesn't."
Changyang Qing Yunfeng remained silent for a while before sternly saying, "Qing Yun, you should know what the appearance of the war god of the Hundred Races means to us. Our Tian Yuan Continent no longer has a sovereign like in ancient times. If we let the war god of the Hundred Races go for the Saints' Fruit, he'll definitely be a disaster for our Tian Yuan Continent once he matures. Not to mention that we're using him to threaten Jian Chen for the Saints' Fruit. In the future, our Changyang clan will definitely be his first target for vengeance once he matures."
Changyang Qing Yun sinisterly smiled with that. He said, "Yunfeng, your worries are completely unnecessary because the war god has no chance of becoming a sovereign."
Changyang Qing Yunfeng was stunned, but he understood very soon. He evilly smiled, "So you're saying that you plan on leaking the war god's identity as soon as you obtain the Saints' Fruit?"
"That's right. The war god will definitely become a sovereign in the future. Even if I use the Saints' Fruit to break through to the Holy Emperor level, I'll still be far from being his opponent. How can I let such a powerful enemy grow?" Changyang Qing Yun sneered.
"Then I don't have to worry," Changyang Qing Yun smiled.
At this moment, Changyang Qing Yun's face changed. He heavily said, "Oh no, someone wants to attack our Changyang Prefecture." With that, Changyang Qing Yun vanished. When he reappeared, he was outside the divine hall.
At the same time, the heavy sound of a bell rang out, spreading through the entire Changyang Prefecture. It was the sound of the Bell of Prime Clarity. It was filled with a sense of desolation, like the rumbling of a war drum.
The quiet Changyang Prefecture immediately became lively with the sound of the bell. More and more people emerged from their houses or flew over from the various mountains on the floating continent.
The Bell of Prime Clarity could produce two sounds. The first was peaceful, used to welcome important guests. The second sound was soul-stirring. It was filled with a sense of desolation. It was a warning for battle.
The five remaining great elders of Changyang Prefecture stood side by side before the divine hall. They were all stern.
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