Not far southwest of the Southern Sky Group was the Jialing River.
Since some time ago, the Jialing River and a mountain next to it had become the new residence of the White Dragon Tribe's visitors.
Trucks rumbled as they drove on the hillside, constantly modifying the terrain of the mountain and building buildings on the hillside.
Dragons liked water, and most dragons liked to live in cold and humid environments. Of course, fire type dragons were an exception. They all liked to build dragon nests on volcanic craters.
The Jialing River's water temperature was cold, several degrees lower than the Yangtze River.
Huge monsters were rolling in the river.
Their scales shone brightly under the moisture of the water.
On the shore, Bai Yin wore a tiger fur cloak and stared at the river below his feet.
A girl came from behind him. She gently hugged Bai Yin's waist and leaned her head on his shoulder.
Bai Yin held the girl's hand and said nothing.
The girl looked at him with some heartache. She was Bai Yin's wife. In the White Dragon Tribe, marriage had always been very early. Most boys were married at the age of fifteen and girls at the age of fourteen. They had been newlyweds for four years.
She knew her husband's identity. He was the 37th son of the chief of the White Dragon Tribe, and one of the sons who was not favored.
In fact, with his identity as the son of the chief of the White Dragon Tribe, as long as his talent was valued, it was not difficult to sign a contract with a White Dragon Familiar.
But her husband's Familiar was only a Chalk Flood Dragon. Even among the Flood Dragons, it was not a top breed.
Returning to the ancestral land was a dangerous task in the eyes of many people. No one knew how dangerous the ancestral land would be. If it were not for the fact that they were not favored, who would be sent here?
Other small tribes might send their elites to the ancestral land to seize the opportunity, but for a top tribe like the White Dragon Tribe, no matter when they chose to return to the ancestral land, they would dominate the area. This was also their confidence.
"You say, is he really … the High Priest?" Bai Yin murmured to himself. "I once saw a portrait of the high priest in the ancestral hall. It looked exactly like him. At that time, I even thought my eyes were playing tricks on me."
Bai Luo naturally did not believe that Ji Hanwu was the High Priest. She had never seen a portrait of the High Priest, but she thought that there were many people in the world who looked similar. This should just be a coincidence. However, hearing his husband's muttering, Bai Luo sighed to himself.
He couldn't help but hug her even tighter.
"That's right. That should be the High Priest."
"I know you don't believe me, but it's true … it's not just similar, it's exactly the same. It's as if the person in the painting has walked out." Bai Yin wanted to say more, but in the end, he stopped himself and shook his head with a bitter smile.
Yes, so what if he was the reincarnation of the High Priest? His familiar was just an ordinary White Dragon, and it was the lowest bloodline among all White Dragons. Its level was only King-tier.
Even if it was really the high priest, he would not be able to help him. After all, this was a world where strength reigned supreme. Without strength, one would not have the right to speak.
"Brother Yin, the people from the Yan Yi Tribe have entered the city." A young man ran over from afar. A huge beehive floated behind him. From time to time, purple bees the size of a fist would enter and exit the beehive.
"Yan Yi Tribe?" Bai Yin was stunned for a moment. Then, he frowned. Why did the people from the Yan Yi Tribe come over? Although the Yan Yi Tribe could not be compared to the White Dragon Tribe, they were one of the seven tribes that were second only to the White Dragon Tribe.
Could it be that they are here to cause trouble for me?
Bai Yin thought in his heart, but then he got rid of this thought. No matter how unfavored he was, he was still the son of the White Dragon Tribe Leader. Other than the three tribes of the same level, the people from the Yan Yi Tribe should not have such guts.
"Come, follow me to take a look." As a member of the ancient clan, Bai Yin's first reaction was naturally to look for him.
He immediately called for the other clansmen and rushed over with their familiars.
Looking at Bai Yin and the other clansmen of the White Dragon Tribe in front of him, Yi Zhou was dumbfounded. Why did he see the people from the White Dragon Tribe?
"I was wondering who it was. So it's Mister Yi Zhou." Bai Yin recognized Yi Zhou. Yi Zhou was the eighth son of the Yan Yi Tribe Leader. He was also the youngest son. It was said that he was rather favored. "What are you doing here?" Bai Yin was a little unhappy. The ancestral land was so big. Why did you not go to other places but came here? Did you think that I, Bai Yin, was easy to bully?
Even if I, Bai Yin, was not favored, I was still a member of the White Dragon Tribe. If things got out of hand, you would be the one to be scolded when you go back.
If Yi Zhou knew what Bai Yin was thinking, he would definitely have a face full of question marks. Then, he would scold him for being so dramatic.
The corner of Yi Zhou's mouth twitched. "I'm not here to look for you. I'm here to look for the number one of the ancestral land, Ji Hanwu. I want to see how powerful the strong people of the ancestral land are."
Only then did Bai Yin realize that he had made a mistake.
Bai Yin thought for a while and then said to Yi Zhou, "You should have asked around about his familiar before coming here. What's the meaning of challenging him in front of the White Dragon Tribe?"
Yi Zhou was stunned. He glanced at Bai Yin and then thought of Ji Hanwu's familiar, the White Dragon. Suddenly … he understood everything! What a huge trap. The White Dragon Tribe had set this up so early. Everyone else had been kept in the dark.
"I see. I see." Yi Zhou shook his head repeatedly. "It seems that I was presumptuous."
"I understand. It seems that I've disturbed you. Goodbye." Yi Zhou clasped his fist at Bai Yin and turned to leave.
Bai Yin, "???"
What did you understand?
He knew that Yi Zhou might have misunderstood something, but Bai Yin was too lazy to explain.
.....
In the Black Fog World, three days passed in the blink of an eye.
Xiao Huang was lying on the ground doing push-ups. After advancing to King-tier, Xiao Huang's body did not increase further. Instead, it maintained its current height of five meters.
This monster core crystal allowed Xiao Huang to advance to Level 54 in one go before it was depleted.
Coming to the Black Fog World was indeed the right choice. Although Earth Star was rich in spiritual energy, absorbing the elemental power between heaven and earth was too slow for evolution. It was faster to directly devour the monster core crystal of a stronger monster of the same attribute.
The Dragon Ant's corpse on the altar had been decomposed. Although the corpse was broken, it was fresh enough. There were many things decomposed this time.
A total of five big balls of light floated above the altar.
The most eye-catching ones were the Flesh Essence and the Soul Essence.
Gao Peng discovered a new use for the Flesh Essence and the Soul Essence. This new use also surprised Gao Peng. It could replace treasures of heaven and earth of the same attribute and restore the quality of a familiar when it advanced to a higher level.
This also saved Gao Peng a lot of effort. He did not have to spend so much effort looking for spiritual items of the same attribute. He only had to keep hunting monsters to save a lot of time.
Gao Peng gave the Flesh Essence and the Soul Essence of the Dragon Ant to Xiao Huang so that Xiao Huang's quality could be restored to Legendary.
The other three decomposed items were Gigantified Body Level 2.
Wind Element Control Level 3.
The thin bloodline of the Dragon of Destruction.
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