Xia Jiulong held the Nine Dragon Fan in his hand as his figure flashed. His speed was extremely fast, and his eyes were as dazzling as the stars. He always looked so carefree and sunny. The Crown Prince's aura was vast and mighty.
Hundreds of experts moved forward together, all of them extremely confident. Who would dare to fight against such a team unless they encountered an Eternal Being?
Many experts charged towards the northeast. In the blink of an eye, they had crossed a thousand miles.
Eight powerful beasts with surging evil auras forced their way into the plains and swept through everything in their path. Tens of thousands of beasts were frightened and formed a huge Beast Tide. The two sides were only a few thousand miles away from each other.
Xia Jiulong didn't care at first. Instead, he sped up. However, when they were less than a few hundred miles away, his eyes shone brightly as he slowed down and stared into the distance.
Xuan Xiu also sensed the angry roars of the Beast Tide, and a trace of shock appeared in his eyes.
"Your Highness, should we avoid them?" Xuan Xiu asked in alarm.
Xia Jiulong was silent for a moment before saying in a deep voice, "Such a huge Beast Tide must have been provoked. The only ones who can provoke these beasts must be Ye Qinghan and the others. They should be in front. Let's chase after them."
"Your Highness, it will be very dangerous if this continues," Xuan Xiu bowed and reminded him.
Xia Jiulong's eyes were filled with killing intent and resentment. His resentment towards Ye Qinghan had reached its peak. He didn't care about any danger.
"We have to kill Ye Qinghan, no matter how dangerous it is."
Xia Jiulong made the final decision. The Divine Generals, Blood-Robed Guards, and bounty hunters had no choice but to charge forward.
Whoosh —
In the blink of an eye, hundreds of figures rushed to where Ye Qinghan had landed. However, the huge beast horde was already in front of them. Without any hesitation, the beast horde charged at them. The strength of the beast horde at the front wasn't that great. It was a one-sided battle.
Tens of thousands of beasts were slaughtered, and rivers of blood flowed!
Corpses piled up like mountains. Xia Jiulong waved the Nine Dragon Fan in his hand, and the force shattered mountains and rivers. Even the corpses of the flying beasts were shattered. He led the group to crush the Beast Tide.
The Beast Tide rushed in all directions, causing the earth to tremble as if thousands of horses were galloping.
Roar!
The eight most powerful flying beasts pounced through the air, baring their fangs. Their forelimbs smashed mountains and rivers as they discovered Xia Jiulong's group of experts. They commanded the ten thousand beasts to attack Xia Jiulong.
Screech!!
Whoosh — — —
The bird's long beak pierced through a powerful being's defenses, and its sharp claws grabbed a powerful upper-level bounty hunter. It actually dragged him into the void and tore him apart!
Boom!!
Whoosh!
His flesh and blood were torn into pieces, and blood dyed the sky red. A shrill and shrill cry had just echoed out when the ferocious bird swallowed all of his flesh and blood into its stomach!
Roar!!
A mutant White Tiger charged into the crowd. Its claws were powerful, and they pierced through the defenses of the elites. It opened its mouth and bit down. Its bite power was three times stronger than a high-tier saint artifact. Its huge claws broke the high-tier saint artifact, and it pressed down on an elite. It opened its mouth and swallowed him whole.
Ah — — —
Everyone was shocked and fled in horror. The group was thrown into chaos, and in the blink of an eye, they lost ten blood-robed guards and bounty hunters.
Xia Jiulong was burning with anger. He roared, and his entire body was bathed in golden light. A divine dragon swam, and the heavenly dragon's aura surged into the starry river. The Nine Dragons Fan transformed into nine heavenly dragons that swooped down and attacked the four ferocious beasts.
Roar!!
Yin — — —
The beasts roared and dragons roared as they fought. Ravines appeared on the plains, and killing intent soared into the sky.
…
At this time, Ye Qinghan and the others had already fled tens of thousands of miles away. Ye Qinghan was still recovering his divine power, and the Son of Battle was pushing the small wooden cart and fleeing.
Fan Yin and Zhang Yingshi rushed into the starry sky and smiled as they saw the heavenly dragons roaring, the beasts roaring, and the White Tiger tearing through the void.
"That idiot Xia Jiulong is also here. He took the blame for us as soon as we met him. It must have been hard on him," Fan Yin said with a smile.
Pfft — — —
Zhang Yingshi covered his mouth and laughed. Fan Yin was probably the only one who dared to call Xia Jiulong a retard.
"But now that he's here, our situation will be even more dangerous. We have to be on guard against him," Zhang Yingshi reminded.
"From the looks of it, he probably brought a lot of experts with him. But after this battle, it'll be good if three-fifths of them are still alive! At least dozens of people will die! "Fan Yin said with certainty.
The Son of Battle stopped and gasped for breath. His handsome and strong face had a trace of redness, and his excitement still hadn't dissipated.
After a while, Ye Qinghan opened his eyes. Divine power flowed through his limbs and bones, and his skin became crystal clear again. Divine light circulated, and his temperament underwent a transcendent change. He still held a Heavenly Sacred Stone in his hand. He had only used half of it, but the power in his body had changed. It was of a higher level than before, but it was far from the power of an Eternal Sovereign.
Hua!
Ye Qinghan rushed into the clouds and stood beside Fan Yin and Zhang Yingshi. He looked into the distance and was surprised to see nine dragons flying into the sky and tearing apart powerful beasts. There were also many experts besieging them. He couldn't help but be surprised.
"Xia Jiulong is actually here. Let's go quickly. They have a lot of people, and we can't beat them," Ye Qinghan said frankly.
"Let's go and find a safe place to divide the treasures," Fan Yin said excitedly.
The four of them left immediately. Their figures flashed, and they rushed into the depths of the mountain range. They found a place with good feng shui. There were no experts around. Ye Qinghan released the Star Twining Vine to defend the surroundings, and the four of them sat cross-legged in the valley to divide the treasures.
Ye Qinghan and the Son of War put all the Holy Spirit Stones together. Ye Qinghan casually took half of them, and the rest were divided into three parts. The number was about the same, and no one cared about it. After all, there were too many.
"The total is a little more than four hundred and ten thousand. I'll take two hundred thousand, and there'll be two hundred and ten thousand left. Each of you will take a little more than seventy thousand. As for how you'll arrange it, we'd better be unified. Otherwise, we won't get any benefits," Ye Qinghan reminded them.
Obviously, if the Eternal Sovereigns knew about this, it would be strange if they didn't fight over it. What kind of Saint had no desires? That was because they weren't interested in some temptations.
"Let's say we got forty thousand. You got twenty thousand, and we each got seven thousand. When the time comes, we'll hand over all seven thousand to the holy land, and keep the rest for ourselves. Isn't that enough?" Zhang Yingshi said seriously.
Fan Yin didn't mind. After all, she was raised by the old man, and they were like father and daughter. There was no need to be so particular. However, Zhang Yingshi wanted to have her own reserves because she also wanted to become an Eternal Sovereign!
The Son of War clenched his fists. In such a huge Battle Clan, if he didn't keep some reserves for himself, he might not be able to keep his position as a true disciple. Therefore, he agreed with Zhang Yingshi.
Ye Qinghan nodded and didn't refute anything.
Fan Yin looked at Ye Qinghan curiously and asked, "How are you going to spend the twenty thousand on the surface?"
Ye Qinghan took a deep breath and sighed. "There are some treasures that I can't keep. When the time comes, I'll give five thousand to the old man, three thousand to the Chess Supreme, and three thousand to the person behind me. There'll be nine thousand left. Eight thousand will be used as a betrothal gift. The Martial Dao Supremacy Holy Land will get five thousand, and the Ouxi Holy Land will get three thousand."
Fanyin nodded. Ye Qinghan was indebted to the Chess Supremacy. This debt of gratitude had to be repaid!
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