CHAPTER 1396: Chapter 1396
Wang Clan Double Brush
Beside her, Qinglian, who used to look like a little girl, had grown up a lot, but she still looked timid. She hid behind Wang Yuchen and looked at Xuanyuan with her big, watery eyes. She looked very lovable.
After all, she had interacted with Xuanyuan a few times, so she wasn't that unfamiliar with him. She even nodded at Xuanyuan.
Back then, the Wang Clan was a rather reasonable clan, so Xuanyuan had a good impression of the Wang Clan.
"Brother Wang, long time no see. Your cultivation has increased by several levels. Congratulations." Xuanyuan laughed and cupped his hands in greeting.
"You flatter me. Brother Xuanyuan founded the Blue Dragon Sacred Land to take in the lost heritage of the human race, to spread the knowledge of the Hundred Sages, to create immortal achievements, and to bring peace to the world. He is our role model. My father often taught me that I should learn more from Brother Xuanyuan. Come, Brother Xuanyuan, come in quickly." Wang Yuchen was full of smiles. He knew that Xuanyuan must have something important to do here, so it was not convenient to speak outside. Although he had some doubts, he would be able to find out later.
Xuanyuan walked straight in. Wang Yuchen looked at Qing Lian and said, "Qing Lian, you have met Brother Xuanyuan a few times. How can you be so rude? Greet Brother Xuanyuan."
Only then did Qing Lian walk out. She looked timid and didn't even dare to raise her head. She bowed to Xuanyuan and said, "Greetings, Holy Lord Xuanyuan."
Xuanyuan waved his hand and smiled, "It's fine, it's fine."
At this moment, Qing Lian suddenly attacked Xuanyuan. The Thousand Lotus West King Silk flowed with all kinds of ancient laws. Like a spirit snake, it wrapped around Xuanyuan's body and bound him tightly.
Xuanyuan frowned, looked at Wang Yuchen, and asked in confusion, "Brother Wang, why are you doing this?"
"Audacious thief! You dare to impersonate Sacred Lord Xu Anyuan? Sacred Lord Xu Anyuan is currently guarding the Sky Gorge Pass of the Blue Dragon Sacred Land, and everyone knows that you have come to my Wang Family with ill intentions. How should you be punished?"
Almost at the same time, there was a loud rumble, and a huge ink cage descended from the sky, trapping Xuanyuan within. []
Xuanyuan sighed and said, "It's my fault."
As soon as he finished speaking, he disappeared from this world, and the Thousand Lotus West King Silk fell to the ground.
In the next instant, Xuanyuan appeared outside the ink cage. He looked at Wang Yuchen and smiled, "Brother Wang, there are less than ten people in this world who can use the Divine Movement Invisibility Technique."
As soon as he finished speaking, a clear moon appeared behind Xuanyuan's head. The Art of the Flowing Moon Divine Battle God increased Xuanyuan's combat strength by thirteen times. It was a frightening sight.
Xuanyuan said, "Other than me, Yuechan, and the Heavenly Moon Saintess, no one else knows the Flowing Moon Battle God Ancient Technique. You should believe me this time."
Wang Yuchen was shocked and said, "What, what's going on? Who is that person at the Sky Gorge Pass? "
He had people remove the ink cage, and Qinglian also put away the Thousand Lotus West King Silk. She looked very confused.
"It's all my fault. I didn't ask the Qinglong Sacred Area to notify the Wang Clan first. Brother Wang, don't forget that I possess the 'Flesh of Thousand Absorption', which allows me to clone into a thousand different forms. This is only one of my clones." Xuanyuan let out a smile, showing no sign of being offended.
"It's all my fault. I forgot about Brother Xuanyuan's constitution." Wang Yuchen was very ashamed. However, at such a sensitive time, everyone had to be careful. Otherwise, it would lead to a shocking disaster.
"Hehe, I believe Brother Wang recognized me long ago. You just wanted to confirm my identity. Otherwise, with the Wang Clan's strength, I wouldn't be able to fight back if they wanted to kill me. Now that the situation is tense, I can understand. It's a small matter." Xuanyuan waved his hand, not taking it seriously.
"Thank you, Brother Xuanyuan, for understanding. Quick, let's talk." Wang Yuchen and Qinglian led Xuanyuan directly into the Wang Clan's main hall.
Everywhere was antique. There were no luxurious carvings, but there was the ancient charm of nature. The mountains and rivers were ethereal, making people feel like they were in a paradise. It was very comfortable.
Wang Yuchen faced a painting of mountains and rivers and gestured with his hand. "Brother Xuanyuan, please."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Yuchen brought Qing Lian and directly crashed into the painting of the sunset. On top of a tall mountain, a man and a woman suddenly appeared. Their figures were Wang Yuchen and Qing Lian, standing in front of a school.
Xuanyuan sighed in his heart. The Wang Clan's Divine Ancestor was indeed a genius. He was actually able to create such a mystic art. It was too amazing.
Xuanyuan followed closely behind. A bright light flashed in front of his eyes and he instantly arrived at the scene in the painting. The scenery was beautiful, with tall mountains and lofty ridges. The clouds and fog filled the air.
At the peak of this mountain, there was a school. It wasn't big. Wang Yuchen and Qinglian led the way, bringing Xuanyuan into the school.
There were many experts in the school. The one in the lead was Wang Yuchen's father, and the others were the elders of the clan.
Wang Clan's head, Wang Wudao, immediately stood up and bowed. He treated Xuanyuan as an equal, "Xuanyuan Saint Leader has come to visit, please forgive me if I have been rude."
"Not at all. Desperate times require desperate measures." Xuanyuan didn't mind.
"Please sit." Wang Wudao got someone to set up a chair and let Xuanyuan sit beside him.
Xuanyuan sat down without the slightest politeness.
"Xuanyuan Saint Leader, I wonder what advice you have for us? If my Wang Clan can do it, we will definitely do our best." Wang Wudao's tone was gentle and sincere, showing the demeanor of a Saint family.
"I don't dare to give advice, but there is one thing that I need the Wang Clan's help with. This matter concerns the life and death of our two clans." Xuanyuan emphasized every word.
Wang Wudao frowned. The Blue Dragon Holy Land was so powerful that even the Primordial Nine Races couldn't destroy it. But now, even Xuanyuan said this. It was obvious that this matter was extremely troublesome.
"What is it? Please speak frankly, Saint Leader Xuanyuan. Since it is such a big matter, we should take action," an old man with great status said solemnly.
"Alright, the Murong, Gongsun, and Zhangsun families have been wiped out. The God Race army has formed an encirclement to attack the Shangguan Clan. If we don't help, no matter how strong the Shangguan Clan is, they won't be able to resist the God Race's attack. The relationship between the three of us is interdependent. I'm sure everyone can understand that," Xuanyuan said bluntly.
"This … Saint Leader Xuanyuan, do you have any good ideas?" Wang Wudao frowned. Right now, the great families couldn't even protect themselves. If they went to cause trouble, it would attract the complaints of countless commoners.
It had to be known that the Wang Clan wasn't being attacked by the God Race. If they helped the Shangguan Clan, the Wang Clan would be implicated in the flames of war. At that time, it would be a problem if the commoners were to seethe with resentment.
"Wang Clan Head, I know what you're worried about. Now that the Central Divine Prefecture is in danger, even if we have to ally with the Demon Race and the Demon Race, we still have to do so. You don't need to care about the thoughts of those ignorant commoners. The world is in turmoil. If anyone dares to spread rumors, kill them without mercy. In times of chaos, we need to use severe punishments. Don't be soft-hearted. Let's take ten thousand steps back. Is the lives of the commoners of our Shangguan Clan more important than the lives of some ignorant commoners in your own land? If the commoners are intelligent, they will understand the Wang Clan's intentions and won't pursue the matter. " Xuanyuan's tone was murderous without any mercy. Wang Wudao was worried about some dispensable existences. If Xuanyuan's attitude wasn't firm, the matter of allying with the Wang Clan to save the Shangguan Clan might be put on hold.
"Fine, Saint Leader Xuanyuan is right. We'll do as you say. No matter what the consequences are, I will bear all the consequences. My personal honor is small, but the lives of the commoners are more important. Pass down my order to monitor all the cities of the Wang Clan. Anyone who dares to spread rumors will be killed without mercy. I'll go ask the Wang Clan's foundation and Saint Leader Xuanyuan to make a trip." As soon as Wang Wudao finished speaking, he stood up and walked into the room. There was a painting of a ferocious tiger descending the mountain. His entire body merged into it.
A moment later, seven white-haired old men walked out. Their strength was at the level of the ancient sages. The old man in the lead had the back of a tiger and the waist of a bear. His blood energy surged and he held the Wang Clan's supreme dao treasure, the Heaven Punishing Godly Brush. He already had half a foot in the half-step Saint Realm.
"Saint Leader Xuanyuan, the seven Supreme Elders will go with you …" Wang Wudao solemnly said.
Xuanyuan shook his head and said, "The God Race's army attacked my Blue Dragon Holy Ground. They led more than a thousand ancient sages and a supreme dao treasure. My Blue Dragon Holy Ground used seven supreme dao treasures at the same time to heavily injure them. I'm afraid that seven seniors won't be enough to deal with the God Race's army."
Hearing Xuanyuan's words, everyone present couldn't sit still. More than a thousand ancient sages. How terrifying was the God Race's strength? Xuanyuan was able to heavily injure them. It was definitely not simple.
"Alright then, we'll accompany you on this trip as well." From a diagram of a flying dragon in the sky, another seven old men walked out. The one in the lead had a draconic aura around him. His eyes shone with divine light, and he exuded an imposing aura without being angry. In his hand was another supreme dao treasure of the Wang Clan, the Common People's Karma Brush.
"Two supreme dao treasures. With us 14 old men working together, it should be enough."
"The God Race is powerful and their strength is far beyond our imagination. In these years, the human race's luck has declined. It's already not easy to invite 14 seniors. Many thanks to the seniors of the Wang Clan." Xuanyuan bowed deeply.
"There's nothing to thank. You're right. The relationship between our Shangguan Clan is like the lips are gone, the teeth are cold. If one clan perishes, the other two won't be far from death. We should be in the same boat." Wang Xianglong, the old man with the Karma Brush, spoke with a sonorous voice.
"Alright, Wudao. If we die, invite the Wang Clan's trump card." Another old man, Wang Fuhu, solemnly said.
"Yes," Wang Wudao said respectfully.
Before Xuanyuan left, he looked at Wang Yuchen and Qinglian and said, "Strength. Without strength, it's impossible to survive under the God Race's methods. Brother Wang still needs to train hard."
After saying that, Xuanyuan left with the 14 Supreme Elders and headed towards the Shangguan Clan.
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