"Boss, are these people really from the Spirit Clan? Each of them looks fierce and ruthless, nothing like them!"
After everyone left, Yue Zifeng asked.
When Yue Zifeng asked this, everyone except Feng Xinyue perked up their ears. They were all full of questions: how could such a fierce creature be a Spirit Clan?
As they walked, Long Chen said, "In reality, the Spirit Clan isn't all kind-hearted. They have many branches, and we've seen all the kind Spirit Clans.
But in reality, besides the Benevolent Spirit clan, there are also the Evil Spirit Clan, Evil Spirit Clan, Fierce Spirit Clan, Blood Spirit Clan, and so on.
We just encountered the Crimson Scale Spirit Clan, a branch of the Fierce Spirit Clan, but regardless of which branch it is, the Spirit Clan is all different and share the same origin.
Aside from the evil spirit clan, whether evil spirit or fierce spirit clan, their nature is still kind.
However, their kindness is not foolishness. If someone treats them well, they are kind; if someone treats them badly, they will retaliate with bloodshed, fighting to the death.
This fierce spirit clan is extremely fierce. Once battle breaks out and their spiritual blood erupts, they can truly fight to the last one without fleeing or surrendering.
They carry too much human hatred, so at first, I couldn't feel their kindness.
Later, the Butterfly Spirit Mark on the back of my hand began to fluctuate, and only then did I decide to take the risk. But as you can see, their prejudice against humans runs too deep.
However, that Chiling Sea is a man of deep loyalty and sentiment. Our efforts weren't in vain, hehe."
There was one more thing Long Chen didn't say: he obtained the corpse of a first-rank Divine Emperor.
At this moment, the corpse lay on the black soil. However, the corpse of a first-rank Divine Emperor was difficult to digest. An hour had passed, and the mist on the black soil was steaming, yet it could not be devoured.
The corpse showed no signs of melting, but the imperial blood flowing from his neck, absorbed by the black earth, released an astonishing aura. Long Chen noticed that even the mysterious ancient vine had become unusually active.
Feng Xinyue said, "Your move this time has actually planted a good cause for yourself. The strength of the Fierce Spirit Clan is truly terrifying.
Even the Brahma Heaven Pill Valley refused to provoke them; they were a bunch of madmen. Anyone who provoked them would face bloody retaliation, and no one could bear it.
Once you enter the Heavenly Vein Profound Realm, if you encounter difficulties, they will definitely lend their full support."
Long Chen smiled faintly. The reason he acted was because of the Butterfly Spirit Mark and also because he wanted to take advantage. As for whether the cause was good or not, he didn't care.
Long Chen's help to the Chilin clan was also a way to settle the Butterfly Spirit Mark, but aside from the Chiling Sea, Long Chen had no goodwill toward the powerful members of the Chilin clan. He hadn't expected them to help him.
The group moved forward steadily, taking a day, two days, three days, ... time passing bit by bit. Along the way, they encountered many factions—humans, demons, demons, and even some beings they had never seen before.
Some of these beings spotted Long Chen and the others from afar, scanning their divine senses wildly. This was extremely rude, but Long Chen and the others ignored them.
Long Chen had instructed everyone not to pay attention to those pointless provocations. If anyone dared to block the way, it would be a thunderous strike, with the goal of killing them all.
Most factions only used their spiritual senses to scan randomly. Some went a bit too far, mocking them a bit, but seeing that they were ignoring them, they left.
But there really are some blind people—a group of demon beasts. No one knows which race they belonged to, maybe they've stayed too long in the small world and become frogs at the bottom of a well.
It seemed they thought Wind God Sea Pavilion was a pushover, actually blocking them and promising a duel.
The so-called competition was meant to use the Wind God Sea Pavilion to train their disciples. But as soon as they made their move, the powerful figures of the Wind God Sea Pavilion immediately erupted with murderous intent, charging forward like wolves and tigers.
Previously, they had been holding back their anger, but due to Long Chen's orders, they could only endure it.
Now, finally, a careless person had come knocking. Their anger was instantly ignited, each one like beasts unleashed from their cages, blades drawn from their sheaths, each strike delivering the fiercest and most ruthless kill, holding nothing back.
They were evenly matched in numbers, but once the fight broke out, it became overwhelmingly one-sided. The demon clan warriors were slaughtered in grief.
Seeing the situation turn unfavorable, the leader of the demon clan immediately struck, but before he could even unleash his move, Yue Zifeng slew him with a single sword strike.
Yue Zifeng killed that man with a single sword strike. Everyone present was stunned, and Yue Zifeng himself was stunned.
He couldn't imagine that this seemingly terrifying first-rank Divine Emperor could actually be killed by a single sword strike from him.
Later, after Feng Xinyue explained, this person was not a true First-Rank Divine Emperor. He had only imitated the aura of a First-Rank Divine Emperor through countless years of accumulated faith power. To put it bluntly, he was an impostor.
As a result, all those demon beasts were slain, and their bodies were naturally stored in the chaotic space by Long Chen.
At this moment, half of the corpse of the Grade One Divine Emperor of the demon race in Long Chen's chaotic space had already been devoured by the black earth. The entire chaotic space was filled with a strong chaotic aura. The ancient Fusang tree, the Lunar Wood, and even the Seven Treasures Glazed Tree and the Heavenly Dao Tree, which had not changed in a long time, were all showing signs of growing taller.
The most varied was the mysterious ancient vine beneath the Heavenly Dao Tree, now about ten feet long, about the size of an egg, surrounded by black lightning swirling around it, its aura growing increasingly terrifying.
Moreover, its soul fluctuations grew stronger and stronger. Long Chen could already sense its will, desperately craving power.
"Buzz buzz buzz...
On the ancient
Fusang tree, the dormant golden crows flickered with divine light inside their giant eggs, nourished by the laws of space. They became increasingly lively, their aura growing ever stronger.
"If we get more corpses like this, won't they be able to hatch sooner?" Seeing this, Long Chen's heart couldn't help but pound wildly.
The day these Golden Crows hatch will be the moment they ascend to the Human Emperor level. In the Celestial Vein Profound Realm, wouldn't they be able to walk around with impunity?
"The spatial laws are starting to stabilize."
Everyone continued walking and found that the laws of heaven and earth were no longer as violent as before, and the power of the wind was no longer chaotic. They could now control it effortlessly.
"What's up ahead?"
Suddenly, someone cried out in alarm.
Long Chen looked up into the distance and saw darkness ahead, like a vast abyss.
Within that endless abyss, countless giant dragons could be faintly seen swimming. As the dragons moved, the laws of the Great Dao collided, forming ripples like billions of stars twinkling.
Seeing this, everyone was stunned. Long Chen couldn't help but exclaim, "Fortune Dragon Vein?"
Everyone continued forward, reaching the edge of the abyss. Looking at the nearly endless abyss, they felt dizzy, as if their souls were being drained, involuntarily retreating.
Endless darkness always brings endless fear; it is so vast, it seems it could swallow the entire universe.
"This is the Heavenly Vein Profound Realm."
Feng Xinyue gazed at the abyss before her, a trace of nostalgia flashing in her eyes, as if lost in distant memories.