Mo Wen walked in the sky above Multicolor City as though he was walking in his own back garden. He did not hide his aura at all. It spread out in all directions domineeringly, as though he was afraid that others would not notice him.
Xiao Jinghe and the others quietly walked out and looked at the arrogant Mo Wen. All of them were dumbfounded.
Arrogant. The few of them had always thought that they were arrogant, but now, they finally knew what it meant to be arrogant!
"Human cultivator, how dare you! How dare you behave so atrociously in Multicolor City. "
An angry roar sounded, rumbling like thunder. Soon, a beam of flowing light shot up into the sky, traversing the empty space. In the blink of an eye, it appeared not far from Mo Wen.
Mo Wen was shocked to discover that the person who had appeared in front of him actually had the same appearance as a human. He was wearing brightly colored clothes and had a large cloak draped over his shoulders. He was exceptionally imposing. Clearly, this was a creature that was very particular about what it wore.
Clearly, Mo Wen could not sense the aura of a human from his body. Moreover, upon closer inspection, these creatures were also somewhat different from humans. Their ears were a little pointy, and the colors of their pupils were very mottled. Their hair was not a pure color, but a myriad of colors, like ribbons. His skin was very white, but there seemed to be a colorful stream of light flickering under his skin.
"The Multicolor Clan!" Mo Wen raised his eyebrows. He finally remembered that according to the information, the members of the Multicolor Clan were proficient in the art of transformation. When their cultivation reached the Golden Elixir Realm, they had the ability to transform themselves once. This ability was very similar to that of monstrous beasts. However, monstrous beasts had to reach the Primordial Soul Realm to be able to transform themselves, while the Multicolor Clan could do so at the Golden Elixir Realm.
Speaking of which, the Primordial Beast, the Multicolored Xuan Ming Spider, was somewhat related to the current demonic beasts. It could even be said to be one of the original ancestors of demonic beasts.
From this, it could be seen that the Multicolor Clan's ability to transform was not baseless.
Every member of the Multicolor Clan only had one chance to use this kind of transmogrification ability in their lifetime. Moreover, once it was used, it could never be reversed.
The Multicolor Clan could transform into anything, but 99.9% of the Multicolor Clan could not. They all liked to transform themselves into humans.
Of course, it was not just the Multicolor Clan. The Demon Clan and other clans all liked to transform themselves into humans. Because of his human form. Since ancient times, the humans who had obtained the Hundred Races all agreed that it was the most appropriate, most graceful, and most beneficial form for cultivation.
However, the Multicolor Clan liked to transform themselves into humans. However, they did not think that humans had anything to do with the Multicolor Clan. They would not show any mercy when dealing with humans.
"Human cultivator, are you courting death?"
Ban Rong was truly a little angry. When the human cultivators came to the ancient land, which one of them wasn't careful? They would hide here and there, afraid that their identities would be exposed. This human, on the other hand, had the audacity to come to Multicolor City and behave atrociously. Did he not know that this was the territory of the Multicolor Queen?
"He's courting death. I hope your Multicolor Clan will grant my wish, "Mo Wen said with a grin.
Ban Rong was almost angered to death. Who the fuck was he talking to! He had seen people courting death, but he had never seen someone courting death like this.
"Die!"
Unable to bear it any longer, Ban Rong directly made his move. He wanted to kill this hateful human first. If he didn't kill this bastard, he would feel really uncomfortable.
A beam of five-colored light suddenly exploded, transforming into a sharp claw that viciously slammed towards Mo Wen.
The moment he attacked, the surrounding space of a thousand meters shook violently. The Qi sealed off the surroundings, causing the area within the range of the attack to become a sealed space. It would be difficult for an ordinary person to escape from such an attack.
This Multicolor Clan member called Ban Rong was not to be underestimated. He was probably slightly stronger than the Lie Ban Tribe Chief Bazzle. He was a strong practitioner at the pinnacle of the Primordial Soul Realm.
"Unfortunately, you are still a little lacking."
Mo Wen had a pitiful look on his face. He did not immediately counterattack, nor did he run away. Instead, he slowly shook his head and sighed, seemingly worried that Ban Rong would not be able to kill him.
Ban Rong gritted his teeth. This plaything was here on purpose to disgust people. He was using his own life to disgust others. This person was truly a weirdo.
The colorful light that filled the sky suddenly descended. When it was about to attack Mo Wen, Mo Wen merely raised his hand and the colorful light was completely annihilated. In the blink of an eye, they all disappeared.
Ban Rong was dumbfounded. He looked at the scene before him in disbelief. Just now, he had attacked furiously with almost all of his strength. Yet, this human had actually casually neutralized his attack.
"I already said that you are still a little lacking."
Mo Wen smiled at Ban Rong. Then, he extended his hand and pointed a finger forward. Once the black light flashed past his fingertip, the next moment, a chill descended and the black light flourished.
"Damn it!"
Ban Rong had already realized that this human was not simple. He did not dare to underestimate him anymore. He immediately unleashed his most powerful killing technique.
"Xuan Ming Twist!"
Ban Rong's figure suddenly changed. Endless colorful spider silk spread out from his body. The spider silk was colorful and extremely beautiful. In the empty space behind him, a huge illusion of a spider appeared. The illusion was not big, but it emanated a frightening Immemorial Savage Qi that sent chills down people's spines.
The spider silk was like the scariest sword in the world. The space seemed to be torn apart bit by bit by the threads. Endless threads instantly surrounded Mo Wen and then furiously gathered around him.
"Freeze."
Mo Wen only said one word. The next moment, a black halo appeared around him. The spider silk that was coming at him immediately froze in the air.
The Mystic Ice Domain!
This was a remarkable power that Mo Wen had obtained from the Heart of the Red Stone. It was just an ordinary rite of passage remarkable power. However, right now, when he unleashed it, it was exceptionally powerful. Of course, what was powerful was not the Mystic Ice Domain itself but Mo Wen's Tai Yin Power.
The Tai Yin Qi that was transformed from Yin Yang Qi was extremely cold and extremely pure. It was the pinnacle of Yin Cold Power.
The Multicolor Clan was the descendant of the Multicolor Xuan Ming Spider. They also cultivated the extremely cold power. They were essentially no different from Mo Wen. Unfortunately, Ban Rong's cultivation was not high enough. Compared to Mo Wen's Yin Yang Qi, there was still a large gap.
"The extremely cold power of Yin is actually purer and colder than my power. How is this possible?"
A look of disbelief flashed in Ban Rong's eyes. In the entire preliminary ancient land, the Multicolor Clan was the clan that was most proficient in the extremely cold power of Yin. Almost everyone in their clan cultivated the esoteric rule for cold. A step further would be the esoteric rule for Yin or even the esoteric rule for Tai Yin.
It could be said that even in the Ancient Age, among the hundred clans that were more proficient in the extremely cold power of Yin than the Multicolor Clan, let alone in the preliminary ancient land.
"Break!"
Mo Wen said plainly. Immediately, a beam of golden light burst forth from his body. It was like the rising sun, releasing a brilliant brilliance that illuminated tens of thousands of miles.
The next moment, the mass of spider silk that was frozen in the air shattered inch by inch, turning into dust and dissipating into the air.
Rumble!
A golden palm slammed onto Ban Rong's body, sending him flying.
"You are still far from it. Get a more powerful member of the Multicolor Clan to come," Mo Wen said plainly. He did not kill Ban Rong. He was only here to save someone. He did not want to start a massacre.
"You …"
Ban Rong clutched his chest. His face was extremely pale. Streaks of blood flowed from his orifices, causing his face to look somewhat hideous and terrifying. However, his injuries were not serious. It was just that an extremely Yang Power was wreaking havoc in his body, suppressing the extremely Yin Power in his body. He would most likely need to spend half a year to disperse the extremely Yang Power in his body before he could continue cultivating.
This human youth not only grasped the extremely Yang Power, but he also grasped the extremely Yin Power. He was practically a monster.
In the Ancient Age, there were not many people like this. The most common were Yin Yang Qi cultivators. Could it be that this human youth had been lucky enough to cultivate Yin Yang Qi?
"What exactly do you want?" Ban Rong roared angrily. This human had inexplicably come to Multicolor City to behave atrociously. Did he think that the Multicolor Clan was easy to bully?
"Hand over all the experts of your Multicolor Clan. I want to learn from them," Mo Wen said with a faint smile.
"Are you making fun of our Multicolor Clan? I advise you to leave immediately. Otherwise, you will die without a complete corpse, "Ban Rong said coldly. He was not threatening Mo Wen. Instead, he was asking the human to quickly escape out of goodwill. Just now, this human had shown mercy and spared his life. Ban Rong did not feel too much animosity towards this human.
"I would not dare to make fun of your Multicolor Clan. Your Multicolor Clan is so mighty and domineering that we human preliminary cultivators can capture you whenever we want. In this ancient land, who is not afraid of your Multicolor Clan?" Mo Wen said plainly.
Ban Rong was expressionless. He had already understood that this human preliminary cultivator had come for the human woman that had been captured by their Multicolor Clan a few days ago.
"The Multicolor Queen is in the city. That human woman has also been imprisoned by the Queen's side for the past few days. It is impossible for you to rescue her."
Ban Rong left these words behind coldly, then turned and left. He had to hurry and heal his injuries immediately. The Multicolor Queen was in the city. Naturally, it was not his place to interfere in such matters. He could not do anything about it.
The surrounding citizens were all dumbfounded. Ban Rong was one of the higher-ups in Multicolor City. Many matters in the city were handled by him and he held a high position in Multicolor City. As for his cultivation, it was only natural that he was rather high. Otherwise, how could he command the masses?
However, right now, Ban Rong had actually been defeated by this human in a single exchange.
Mo Wen narrowed his eyes slightly. His gaze looked towards the depths of the Multicolor Clan, towards the Queen's palace in the center.
He walked forward step by step, towards the huge and gorgeous palace.
"A human preliminary cultivator actually dares to be so arrogant in the Multicolor Clan. He simply does not know his place."
"Humans nowadays are becoming more and more reckless. Is the Multicolor Clan's territory not something you can come to?"
"How dare you come to the Queen's palace. How can a lowly human like you blaspheme Her Majesty the Queen?"
…
Angry roars sounded from Multicolor City. After Ban Rong was defeated, the other strong practitioners of the Multicolor Clan could no longer sit still. Immediately, one by one, they emerged and charged towards Mo Wen aggressively.
"All of you, come at me."
A long spear appeared in Mo Wen's hand. It was the Heavenly Serpent Divine Spear. He knew that only by defeating these pawns could he possibly see the Multicolor Queen.
In an instant, more than ten strong practitioners rushed out. Almost all of them were more powerful than Ban Rong. In fact, they were not weaker than the Flame Horn King. A few of them were even stronger than the Flame Horn King.
Mo Wen held the long spear in his hand and did not reject any of them. He was like a god of war battling the strong practitioners of the foreign clans. (To be continued.)
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