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Looking at Gao Fang, Yan Zhaoge asked, "It has only been over ten years since their founding. That is to say, this current Chief of the Snow Crane Sect is also their founding Chief? How much do you know about this person? Is there a portrait of her? "
Gao Fang shook his head, "There are portraits, but we definitely don't have one on hand now. We only know that she is a woman, her husband a demonic bloodline cultivator, but not as powerful as the Chief of the Snow Crane Sect."
The middle-aged scholar on the other side said, "I heard that she was the maidservant of some expert that year, and can also be considered half a disciple. That expert is elusive, having already not appeared in this world for many years. I heard that this Chief of the Snow Crane Sect only followed him for a short period of time, but established her current foundation."
"The Chief of the Snow Crane Sect does not hide this past, instead feeling proud of it. The more she is like this, the more curious everyone is about that expert. However, there is very little news about him."
Yan Zhaoge narrowed his eyes, "This expert, was he a man or a woman?"
"It is rumoured that he was also a woman."
Yan Zhaoge asked, "What exactly was his cultivation base like?"
Gao Fang and the middle-aged scholar opened their mouths, but paused before they both said rather awkwardly, "Actually, we don't really know much about him, just guessing based on the current Chief's cultivation base."
Yan Zhaoge asked again, "How long has it been since she last appeared?"
"About … thirty years," Gao Fang thought for a moment before answering.
Yan Zhaoge continued asking, "Never appeared again?"
The middle-aged scholar answered, "At the very least, we have never heard of him again."
Yan Zhaoge was silent for a moment before he smiled slightly, "One last question. How is the relationship between the Blood Cloud Clan and Green Dragon Mountain with the Snow Crane Sect?"
The faces of Gao Fang and the middle-aged scholar both stiffened.
Before they could answer, intense fluctuations of demonic power emanated from outside!
The Crimson Feather Great Halberd Battle Formation of the Crimson Halberd Corps was instantly unleashed to the maximum, at the same time also surging with demonic power even stronger than this.
Looking at the two, Yan Zhaoge could not help but laugh, "Alright, you don't have to answer. I already know the answer."
While Yan Zhaoge had already denied that he was of the Snow Crane Sect, Rong Zhi clearly still believed that he was related to it.
Yan Zhaoge felt that from a certain perspective, the other party's guess was actually not completely wrong.
He turned to look at Xue Fei and the others and said, "We've found some unexpected clues, but it has also brought us some trouble."
Before he finished speaking, the violent demonic energy had already bombarded the roof of the hall.
A gigantic Red-Eyed Golden Condor flapped its wings and soared into the sky. Its feathers, which were made of light, turned crimson. It clawed at the roof of the hall with its claws, as if it was going to tear the entire hall apart.
The Crown Prince of Ziyu stood with his hands behind his back. His expression did not change as he watched the scene unfold before him.
However, his gaze had already turned rather solemn at this moment, "The reputation of the Furan Kingdom's Crimson Halberd Corps is well-deserved."
"Manifesting the silhouette of demonic beasts is a characteristic of half-demons. However, these soldiers of the Crimson Halberd Legion haven't awakened their bloodline yet. They're relying on the special power of the battle formation to manifest the silhouette of the Crimson Eyed Golden Condor.
The Crown Prince of Ziyu felt solemn within his heart, "With a Grand Commander like Liang Han as their commander, their strength is already no longer just a matter of accumulating numbers. Instead, it is an increase in their intrinsic quality."
Looking at the hall beneath the claws of the golden condor, he thought, "You can also be considered to have died a worthy death. At least, this Solitude can witness the true strength of the Furan Kingdom's Crimson Halberd Corps …"
Just as he thought of this, he abruptly stared wide-eyed as he saw a black storm suddenly arise around that lonely hall, enveloping it.
Isolated by the black hurricane, the massive condor was completely unable to approach at all. Beneath its claws, they were unceasingly sliced apart by the black hurricane, riddled with wounds as they were on the verge of breaking apart!
The Crown Prince of Ziyu could not help but be dazed.
Liang Han's eyes looked on the verge of imploding.
The Furan Crown Prince's face darkened.
Even the Elder of the Blood Cloud Clan, Rong Zhi, frowned at this.
Within the hall, Ah Hu asked, "Young Master, is there still a need for us to remain in the Furan Kingdom?"
Yan Zhaoge said, "It most likely won't be of much use. Our time is rather limited. Let's first leave this place."
"Alright, Young Master. Sit well," Ah Hu grinned, the Immortal Crane Wings on his back expanding, numerous streaks of light expanding outwards.
The aura-qi of his entire body surged together, the terrifying black hurricane surrounding the entire house before uprooting it entirely!
Within the hurricane, the silhouettes of immortal cranes appeared, flapping their wings as they flew high into the air, stirring the hurricane as they directly flew off into the distance.
Within the room, Yan Zhaoge pointed at Ah Hu, smiling, "You idiot, you're really too showy. Flying like this, your speed is slow, and also a waste of strength."
Outside the room, everyone was rendered wide-eyed and tongue-tied, Elder Rong frowning tightly, "Could it be that this old man saw wrongly, that they are actually semi-demonised martial practitioners? But I can't feel any fluctuations of demonic power ah. "
Thinking about this, he did not slow down as he struck out with his palm.
As he struck out with his palm, patterns of light flickered on Elder Rong's entire body, the light instantly condensing to form a massive tiger claw, clawing towards the black hurricane in mid-air.
Liang Han's face was livid, his gaze filled with fury as he drew upon the power of the Crimson Feather Great Halberd Battle Formation, the massive condor spreading its wings, shooting straight into the clouds.
Within the black hurricane, another dense, dense aura-qi suddenly surged.
The aura-qi condensed to form a massive palm, clashing with Elder Rong's tiger claw in mid-air.
As soon as they clashed, Elder Rong felt as though a great mountain was pressing down on him. As the power of his demonic blood clashed with it, he felt as though he was unable to bear the heavy burden.
That power was massive and heavy to the extreme, boundlessly heavy, as heavy as the great earth, as towering as a great mountain, seemingly unshakable.
In virtually just an instant, the tiger claw formed of patterns of light was directly smashed apart by that massive palm.
Elder Rong was shocked by this. Luckily, that palm did not pursue him. After smashing apart the tiger claw, it struck towards the incoming massive condor from the other side.
A great boom resounded as countless crimson feathers shattered, transforming into an all-encompassing rain of light that scattered all over the ground.
The massive condor emitted a mournful, enraged howl as it struggled unceasingly.
The figures of Liang Han and the Crimson Halberd Corps soldiers beside him all swayed for a moment, blood spurting out of their mouths.
They forcibly persevered, the massive condor flapping its wings as it fought to the death, not retreating as it lunged towards the black hurricane once more.
In the end, that massive palm slammed down once more, splitting mountains and breaking rivers as it completely sent the massive condor plummeting back to the ground!
Liang Han and the others were no longer able to persevere now as they spat out another mouthful of blood. Other than the Grand Commander Liang Han who had the highest cultivation base, the others all collapsed onto the ground, unconscious. Liang Han was also no longer able to hold on as he knelt down on one knee.
Within the hall, Xue Fei retracted his Great Heaven Earth Palm, sitting down once more.
Gao Fang and the other two looked dazedly at Ah Hu and Xue Fei.
Yan Zhaoge stroked his lower chin, a pondering look appearing on his face.
On this day, the people of Kanghe City all witnessed a bizarre scene. A black wind swept along a house, sending it flying out of the city.
Now, from the distant Furan Kingdom's royal palace, powerful fluctuations emanated.
"Who is causing trouble in my Furan Kingdom?" An authoritative voice resounded before numerous patterns of light instantly enveloped the entire city with the royal palace as their centre.
Then, a massive silhouette appeared in the sky above Kanghe City, virtually enveloping half of the sky.
A three-headed horse galloped madly towards Yan Zhaoge and the others! (To be continued.)
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