With a thought from Lin Feng, he felt a murderous aura fill the streets of the northern part of Yu State City.
On the street, a big man like an ancient beast stood on the ground, glaring at a group of white clothed people opposite him.
This big man was dressed in a different race's attire and his body was full of vitality. It was clear that he specialized in body martial arts. Behind him was a group of cultivators dressed in the same attire. All of them were full of vitality, like a group of violent dragons.
When Lin Feng saw this, he suddenly understood, "Are they people from the Northern Militant Royal Court?"
The cultivation system of the Northern Militant Imperial Court was divided into two relatively extreme directions. The vast majority of people specialized in body martial arts. The strength of their bodies was at the top of the entire Heaven Yuan Great World, enough to be comparable to many ancient monster race bloodlines.
There was also a small group of people who focused on soul techniques, also known as shaman techniques. They were very different from the orthodox inheritance of the Divine Land, but they had very high attainments in the way of the soul.
Opposite these Northern Militant cultivators was a group of people in white with cold expressions. They were the Heavenly Pool Sect cultivators that he had seen before.
But this was not the main point. The main point was that Lin Feng discovered that Xiao Budian, Tuntun, and Zhuge Fengling were sneakily hiding near the two opposing groups. Their faces were filled with a gloating expression as if they were watching the show.
What gave Lin Feng a headache was the smiles on the faces of the three little fellows. No matter how he looked at them, they looked like three little weasels that had successfully stolen a chicken.
Lin Feng's expression did not change, but he rolled his eyes in his heart, "What trouble did these troublemakers cause this time?"
Cao Wei also noticed the movement over there. Seeing the Northern Militant cultivators, his expression became even colder.
Dao Master Chang Le and the others also noticed the movement over there. Dao Master Chang Le, who was always cheerful, let out a rare sigh, "Your Highness Left Virtuous Prince, please restrain your people. Otherwise, my Great Qin's Yu State City will be flattened by you."
The two countries bordered each other and sometimes there would be disputes. With so many Northern Militant cultivators causing such a big commotion, in the eyes of the ordinary citizens of Yu State City, it was no different from an invasion by the Northern Militant.
If the other side did not give an explanation, even with Dao Master Chang Le's good temper, he would be ruthless and start killing.
A bold and unrestrained voice came from the northern sky, laughing loudly, "Dao Master Chang Le, please forgive me. My sons were too reckless."
The laughter came from very far at first, but in the blink of an eye, it had arrived in front of Lin Feng and the others.
The person who appeared in front of everyone was a tall middle-aged man. He was dressed luxuriously, but all of this could not conceal the primitive vitality and explosive power hidden under his smile.
The strength of his qi and blood, Lin Feng standing next to him was like standing next to the sun.
This person's body was emitting blood, almost condensing into a substance. One could faintly see a red halo around his body, making one's heart palpitate.
This was the person with the strongest body Lin Feng had ever seen since he came to this world. He was also the only person he had seen since he reached the Yuanying stage that could beat the God of War's avatar in terms of pure physical strength.
Northern Militant Left Virtuous Prince, one of the top figures of the Northern Militant Imperial Court in the Primordial Soul Stage.
Lin Feng looked at him and was secretly amazed, "Reaching the Primordial Soul Stage is to combine one's own Yuanying with the laws of heaven and earth, and then combine it with the power of laws to refine one's own Primordial Soul Incarnation."
"After most cultivators reach the Primordial Spirit stage, they will even abandon their original flesh and skin. But this Northern Militant Left Virtuous Prince seems to be doing the opposite, fusing the Primordial Spirit avatar with his flesh and skin."
"Abandoning the Primordial Soul Incarnation to be unrestricted and free beyond the heavens in order to continue strengthening the body, it's really hard to say what the gains and losses are."
Lin Feng thought, "In the Human Race's Divine Land, the best place to cultivate the body is the Buddhist holy land of the past, the Great Thunder Sound Temple. I heard that the Buddhist powerhouses who reach the Primordial Soul Stage will all refine their own golden bodies, which are completely different from ordinary Primordial Soul Incarnations."
"I wonder if it's the same, combining the power of the Primordial Soul Incarnation with the body?"
With Prince Zuoxian's words, the Northern Militant cultivators gradually retracted their killing intent, but their gazes towards the people of the Heavenly Pool Sect were still filled with anger.
The Heavenly Pool Sect cultivators still had cold expressions as they stared at the men of the Northern Militant without a care. The two sides already had many conflicts, so it was no big deal to fight.
"Dao Master Chang Le, please forgive us. Our children were a bit reckless, but we can't blame them." Prince Zuoxian slowly said, "Dao Master must also know that we Northern Militant people raise horses for generations."
"Our fellow mortals raise ordinary horses, and the cultivators of our generation who embark on the path of cultivation raise Dark Cloud Howling Wind Beasts and other spirit beasts. However, our feelings towards these horses are the same. They are the family of us Northern Militant people. They accompany us through the wind, frost, rain, and snow."
Prince Zuoxian's gaze landed on Cao Wei. Although he still wore a smile on his face, there was a hint of anger in his tone. "Now, there's a despicable person who dares to steal our family members. How can we just ignore it?"
Dao Master Chang Le was stunned, "You have a Dark Cloud Howling Wind Beast that was stolen?"
The Dark Cloud Howling Wind Beast was a kind of spirit beast that the cultivators of the Northern Militant Imperial Court usually raised. It looked like a horse, but its physical strength was much stronger. Its body was the size of an elephant, and it had a bloodthirsty and ferocious temperament.
Like the Brontosaurus horses, the Dark Cloud Howling Wind Beast had a bit of the bloodline of the Ancient Sky Dragon. Although it was also impure, it was purer than the Brontosaurus horses and its strength was also stronger than the Brontosaurus horses.
The Northern Militant Imperial Court had a Dark Cloud Howling Wind Beast King. Its strength was not inferior to the Dragon Clan of the same realm.
This kind of spirit beast was raised by almost every Northern Militant cultivator. It grew up with them and walked the path of cultivation together. It was not only a companion, but also a good helper when facing enemies.
The relationship between the Northern Militant cultivators and their Dark Cloud Howling Wind Beasts was very good, but now that it had been stolen, it was no wonder that they were all angry.
Even a Primordial Spirit expert like the Northern Militant Left Virtuous Prince was truly angry.
Cao Wei saw that the other side was staring at him with ill intent. How could he not know that this debt had been placed on his head? He almost subconsciously wanted to refute, but the words stopped at the tip of his tongue.
His Tian Chi Sect had never had a harmonious relationship with the Northern Militant Imperial Court. The two sides would often have friction. Let alone small conflicts, they had even fought a large battle more than once.
Now that they had suddenly gathered in Yu State City, it was hard to say whether or not there were disciples of his sect that were unhappy with the Northern Militant barbarians and wanted to kill a few Dark Cloud Howling Wind Beasts to vent their anger.
Cao Wei had the ability to control the actions of all the disciples in his sect, but he was not that bored.
Even if there was such a thing, it was not a big deal. Although this kind of action was a bit petty, Cao Wei did not intend to criticize his own disciples.
"You can't even look after your own horses and want to blame others. Is this how you Northern Militant people do things?" Cao Wei's expression was cold as he indifferently said, "If I were you, I would first review the negligence of my own sect."
"Who knows if your horses ran away on their own? If there's anything, blame it on my Tian Chi Sect. My Tian Chi Sect doesn't have the time to entertain you. " Cao Wei coldly said, "If you want to find trouble, my Tian Chi Sect will accept it. Don't make up so many laughable excuses."
The Northern Militant Zuoxian Prince looked up to the sky and laughed, "What a good Tian Chi Sect. You dare to do it but don't dare to admit it? My children have been chasing the mane of the Dark Cloud Howling Wind Beasts all the way to your Tian Chi Sect's camp. They even found one of the stolen Dark Cloud Howling Wind Beasts in the courtyard. "
"Catching a thief and taking his dirty clothes, you have no choice but to admit it!"
Seeing the two opposing each other, Lin Feng felt a bit guilty. He quietly turned his body and didn't say anything.
"Those two gluttons!" Lin Feng had the urge to slap his forehead. He was 90% sure that it was Xiao Budian who stole the Northern Militant Imperial Court's Dark Cloud Howling Wind Beasts and then shifted the blame to the Tian Chi Sect that had always been at odds with the Northern Militant.
In fact, their method of shifting the blame was very crude. It was impossible for the Northern Militant Imperial Court not to see the problem, but they were happy to make the best of their mistake and run to the Tian Chi Sect to cause trouble.
Who cares if it was really you who did it, let's fight first.
Sure enough, Lin Feng's Divine Sense swept out and saw Xiao Budian and the other two watching the confrontation between the two forces. From the looks of it, they couldn't wait for the two sides to fight. Then they could fish in troubled waters and reap more benefits from it.
"Come back, they can't fight anymore." Lin Feng speechlessly transmitted his voice to the three little fellows who were afraid that things wouldn't get out of hand.
Xiao Budian and Tuntun looked at each other and laughed, while Zhuge Fengling's face was filled with obvious regret.
The three sneakily retreated, moving closer to Lin Feng's side.
On the other side, Dao Master Chang Le was helplessly mediating between Northern Militant Prince Zuoxian and Cao Wei.
"You and I are both guests today, I won't talk nonsense with you." Northern Militant Prince Zuoxian waved his hand, "In a moment, the Wasteland Sea Assembly will officially start. Let's let the children of our two families compete. Do you dare to make a bet with me?"
Cao Wei coldly said, "Bet on what?"
Prince Zuoxian said, "If the children of our two families draw lots at the assembly to determine the winner, if your Tian Chi Sect wins, we will forget about this matter. But if the children of the Northern Militant Imperial Court win, you will have to publicly apologize and return our Dark Cloud Howling Wind Beast!"
Cao Wei coldly snorted, "Ridiculous, do you dare to be more thick-skinned?"
Northern Militant Prince Zuoxian was not in a hurry at this time. He slowly said, "If you can't make the decision, you can go back and discuss it with Elder Bing and Elder Huo. I can wait."
When Sun Glory Sword Master and Liu Guang Sword Master heard this, their expressions became strange. Dao Master Chang Le smiled bitterly.
Lin Feng secretly clicked his tongue. This Northern Militant Prince Zuoxian looked big and tall, but his words were so sinister.
Different from Liu Guang Sword Master and Sun Glory Sword Master, Cao Wei, as the Sect Master of the Tian Chi Sect, was not the only one in the sect. There were also two supreme elders above him. Because these two people had been cultivating in seclusion all year round, few people knew their names. The outside world generally called them Elder Bing and Elder Huo.
In fact, Elder Bing and Elder Huo had not been involved in worldly affairs for many years. The internal affairs of the Tian Chi Sect were all handled by Cao Wei. He could be said to be a man of his word in the sect. However, if Elder Bing and Elder Huo really wanted to speak, Cao Wei would definitely have to think twice. It was just that this situation was extremely rare.
But now Prince Zuoxian was using this point to squeeze him. It was really harsh words.
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