"They're here …"
Inside the dark stone room, Ling Xian raised an eyebrow as he sensed four different types of Qi. One of them was at the beginning stage of the blending stage, the other three were at the choosing stage.
The source of these four Qi was, without a doubt, the Ancient One's home.
"It must be the Fire Tribe." Ling Xian grinned. Not only was he not flustered, he was rather relaxed.
Because it was late at night and the Fire Tribe was not here yet. This meant that the Leader of the Fire Tribe did not want everyone to know about this.
In other words, Ling Xian was only facing one enemy – the Fire Tribe. As for a mere big tribe, he really didn't care about it.
"Let's go. If we don't hurry, the Ancient One will suffer."
Grinning, Ling Xian's silhouette disappeared. When he reappeared, he was above the Ancient One's home.
Looking down, there were four figures standing tall in the courtyard. Three of them were old men with one foot in the grave, but their Qi had already reached the peak of choosing paths.
The leader was even more extraordinary. His black hair was loose and his eyes were as sharp as an eagle's. He gave off a sense of oppression.
This oppression made it hard for the Ancient One to stand. His eyes were full of hopelessness.
He knew that the Fire Tribe would send powerhouses. But he did not think that the Leader and the three elders would come personally!
Remember that the Fire Tribe's Leader was the strongest in the Cang Yue Mountains. He was even stronger than Qing Yun. Plus, there were three powerhouses at the peak of the choosing stage. They had the ability to destroy a large tribe!
Therefore, why wouldn't the Ancient One feel hopeless?
"Hand over the Zhu Rong Real Fire and I will spare your worthless life."
The leader spoke coldly. Like a sorcerer sitting above the nine heavens, he looked down on all living beings.
"The Zhu Rong Real Fire was left behind by my ancestor. I, the Ancient One, will never hand it over!"
The Ancient One gritted his teeth and forced himself to stand. But the difference between him and the leader was far too great. Just the Qi alone was enough to make him tremble and find it hard to stand.
"You want to die?"
The leader glared at the Ancient One. His Qi increased and pressed down on the Ancient One like a mountain.
Retch!
The Ancient One spat out a mouthful of blood and his face turned deathly pale. The despair in his heart intensified.
"I believe that you are not afraid of death, but can you watch your clansmen die in front of you?" The man was incomparably cold and emotionless. In his eyes, everyone in the Ancient Fire Tribe was just an ant.
"Damn it!"
The Ancient One clenched his fists tightly. There was resentment and helplessness.
This made Ling Xian frown. He no longer hesitated and uttered out a cold statement.
"Do you have that ability?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he appeared in front of the Ancient One. Instantly, the Ancient One's aura dissipated.
This caused the man to frown. The three elders also frowned.
The Ancient One, on the other hand, was overjoyed. But when he saw that Ling Xian had come alone and did not bring any beasts with him, his joy turned into bitterness.
To him, the only thing he could count on was the beasts. However, Ling Xian didn't bring them with him. This made him feel bitter.
"Whether I have this ability or not, you will see, and so will everyone in the Ancient Fire Tribe."
The man looked at Ling Xian coldly and said, "If I am not wrong, you are the beast tamer who has been the talk of the town recently."
"That's right." Ling Xian softly smiled and used his spiritual energy to heal the Ancient One. Then, he signaled for him to step back.
"Be careful." The Ancient One looked at Ling Xian deeply. There was worry and bitterness in his eyes.
It was obvious that he had no confidence in Ling Xian.
"I advise you to step back immediately. Or else, leave your life behind." The man was arrogant and cold. He did not think much of Ling Xian.
"Leave my life behind?"
Ling Xian laughed. He had heard too many threats since he began his cultivation journey. But this was the first time someone with a lower cultivation level dared to threaten him.
"Interesting."
Ling Xian shook his head and laughed. "I want to know, how many people in the Fire Tribe know about the Zhurong Real Fire?"
Hearing this, the man was a little startled. The three elders were also suspicious. They did not understand why Ling Xian would ask such a question.
"You should worry about yourself instead."
The man's expression was cold. He did not summon his Qi, but he was like a dormant beast with enough energy to split the sky and split the earth.
Ling Xian did not care about this.
He stared at the handsome man before him and his expression turned cold. "Oh well, since you don't want to answer, then I will ask you after I capture you."
As soon as he spoke, he made his move. At once, thunder rumbled and the wind howled.
Against a cultivator who was merely at the beginning stage of the Blending Path, Ling Xian was too lazy to waste words. Therefore, he initiated the attack and attempted to capture them.
The moment he made his move, the four elders' expressions changed.
The man, in particular, was in awe!
As a cultivator of the Blending Path level, he naturally felt it more clearly than others. To him, Ling Xian was like a ferocious beast. His energy was enough to shatter the clouds and his Qi was shocking!
Therefore, he was inconsolable. Without another word, he used his strongest technique.
HOMMMM!
An infinite amount of flames appeared and solidified into a path that blocked the man's path. The temperature was so high that even space itself was being melted.
"Not a bad technique."
Ling Xian complimented, but his expression did not change at all. He still slammed forward with the force of a hundred thousand mountains!
Instantly, the flames scattered and lit up the night sky.
The man was also slammed into the ground by his palm.
This scene shocked everyone.
Whether it was the three elders at the peak of the Choosing Path or the Ancient One, their eyeballs were about to pop out.
Remember that the man was the publicly recognized powerhouse of the Cang Yue Mountains. To all the sorcerers here, he was the highest existence. Yet before their eyes, he was defeated by one slap from Ling Xian. How unbelievable was this?
How unbelievable!
"Ehem, ehem …"
The man puked out blood. Other than disbelief in his eyes, there was also shock.
He really could not believe that he, the strongest powerhouse of the Cang Yue Mountains, could not even defend against one attack from Ling Xian!
"Too weak."
Ling Xian's eyes revealed some disappointment. He wasn't trying to provoke the man, he was truly disappointed.
Originally, he was hoping to meet an opponent that he could put up a good fight against. He didn't think the leader of the Burning Fire Tribe would be so weak. He couldn't even withstand a single attack.
Therefore, Ling Xian couldn't help but be disappointed.
He didn't know that the man really wasn't weak. He was the strongest powerhouse of the Cang Yue Mountains. On this land, he was like the God of Sorcerers!
The reason why he couldn't even defend against one attack was because Ling Xian was simply too strong.
Hearing his disappointed tone, the man was so angry that he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
What did he mean by too weak?
What the f * ck, it's you who are too strong!
The man's lungs were about to explode from anger. At the same time, he felt fear like never before.
The reality was right before his eyes. He couldn't even defend against one attack. Why wouldn't he be fearful?
The three elders reacted the same way. As if they had fallen into an icy hell, their bodies couldn't stop shaking.
"I guess you can answer my question now."
Ling Xian softly smiled and marched towards the man. Every step he took, the man's fear increased.
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