Dragon Head Camel

The two strange beasts exuded a powerful aura, their bodies moving like mountains, radiating immense pressure.

The Green Flame Three-Headed Lion four claws burning with flames, its body radiating a glow that shifts between blue and red, and its fur flowing with fiery light, each strand containing unpredictable and domineering energy.

The camel beside it was enormous beyond imagination, shrouded in mysterious shadows. Its body was covered in scales, and it had two horns on its head, which were engraved with countless secret runes.

Li Weiyi frowned, thinking that the person who had come was a powerful Demon Race, but when he saw that Tang Wanzhou was calm and composed in the face of such a ferocious beast, he realized that Tang Wanzhou was a friend, not an enemy.

"Is it Dragon Head Camel?"

Li Weiyi had heard his Coffin Master tell him that the Evil Camel Bell could initially only move one camel, but as his cultivation improved, he could move a whole Camel Caravan. Later on, the camels would transform into Dragon Head Camel.

It seemed as if a legendary ferocious creature had appeared right before my eyes.

"The old man's mount, a cub he brought back from abroad, has been raised for almost a thousand years."

Tang Wanzhou looked over and his gaze met that of the figure on the back of the Green Flame Three-Headed Lion. The two began to communicate telepathically.

Tuoba Butuo, his entire body seemingly cast in silver, flashed out from behind the Green Flame Three-Headed Lion. In comparison, his body was as small as a bean. He waved his hand and shouted joyfully, "Young Lord, my Brother Weiyi!"

The two colossal beasts stood motionless, dozens of miles away.

Tuoba Butuo rushed over, overjoyed, his laughter ringing out.

Seeing him lively and energetic, Li Weiyi was in a great mood and quickly asked him why he was there.

"It was Venerable Nan who led Lao Qi and me out of the main altar. Lao Qi has already returned to Qiuzhou, and I'm afraid I'll have to return to the Northern Territory as well. Brother Weiyi, please don't go back to the Underground Immortal Mansion. The Rice Cult will never trust us humans; they don't consider us their own kind at all," Tuoba Butuo said solemnly.

Li Weiyi nodded slightly and asked, "Then what about the Death Spirit Fire within you?"

"Camel King personally intervened and extracted the Death Spirit Fire from my body bit by bit. My soul and consciousness suffered some damage, but I believe I can recover through cultivation." Tuoba Butuo's eyes were filled with respect and admiration.

The Death Spirit Fire within Tuoba Butuo's body was planted by the Saint Mind Master, and it is possible for Chaoran to extract it.

With the talent and aptitude of the young prodigy who is the successor of Tuoba Butuo, he is already qualified to receive personal assistance from Chaoran. After all, a powerful clan like the Tuoba Clan, which possesses Chaoran, has only produced one successor in the last hundred years.

The Li Tribe has produced a successor, and Li Tribe takes him by his side at all times to teach him.

The collective appearance of the Qianlong Lantern Festival signifies the arrival of the Golden Generation of Lingxiao Shengjing. This generation is destined to be mentioned a thousand years from now, ten thousand years from now. In other eras, it is normal for one or two top inheritors to emerge every sixty years, leading the young heroes of the world.

Upon hearing the words "Camel King," Li Weiyi's expression turned solemn. He looked at the two ancient giant beasts in the distance with surprise, focusing on the figure on the lion's back, but he couldn't make it out clearly.

Is that Tang Shituo, the strongest warrior in the Northern Territory?

The strongest person in the Southern Territory is Zuoqiu Xuanming of the Zuoqiu Courtyard of Diplomacy, whose combat power is said to be no less than that of the Second Palace Master.

Li Weiyi sighed, "I can't go back to the Rice Sect anymore; I've essentially broken away from it."

In Lingxiao City, he ruined the Demon Country Crown Prince's grand plan. The Rice Cult wanted to gain the Demon Kingdom's support to become the master of Lingxiao Shengjing and establish the Rice Realm. In that case, he, the so-called divine son, could be sent to the guillotine at any time.

"Very good!"

Tuoba Butuo clapped his hands loudly, glanced at Tang Wanzhou beside him, and said, "Come with us to the Northern Border, see the snow-capped mountains and grasslands there, witness the passion and boldness of the women of the Northern Border, experience a different kind of customs and culture, drink and make merry together, and Conquer the World together. Wouldn't that be wonderful?"

Li Weiyi sighed and laughed, "It's not like I can just leave whenever I want. I'll go to the Northern Border sooner or later. When that happens, treat me to a feast, but not now."

"Are you still going back to Cloud Heaven Immortal Plain?" Tang Wanzhou, as if he could see right through him.

Li Weiyi remained silent for a moment before saying, "Why would I go back to that dead land? I have many companions in Lizhou, and I am also Hidden Person of the Jiu Li Hidden Gate. Young Master is also aware of my relationship with the Zuoqiu Courtyard. I have too many ties. How could I possibly go to the Northern Border at this moment?"

"Besides, a world war is imminent. Only if humanity can win will there be limitless possibilities for the future. If we are defeated... what difference does it make whether we are in the southern or northern border?"

Tang Wanzhou strode towards the two giant beasts. "Try to persuade him again. He's determined to go back to the eye of the storm and perish."

Tuoba Butuo looked at Tang Wanzhou, only to see her leap and land straight on the head of the central leader of the Green Flame Three-Headed Lion.

He whispered, "Young Master has never cared about anyone this much before. She's always been easygoing and never forces anything. Come with us. The Northern Border is much safer than the Southern Border, which is in such a chaotic situation. This Southern Border is controlled by the Jiang family, the Rice Cult, Coffin Mountain, the Sui Sect, Night City, the Three Chen Palace, and the Demon Race. You'll have enemies everywhere. No matter how good Zuoqiu Hongting, can she compare to Young Master? Young Master is only lacking in femininity..."

You've hit the nail on the head!

Li Weiyi put her arm around his shoulder and lowered her voice, "If her title were something like Princess of Tangting or Princess Wanwan, I would shamelessly go to the Northern Border with her. If I worked hard, I might become her consort, which would be a great thing in life. But her title is Young Lord... If word gets out, it won't sound good on my reputation."

Tuoba Butuo was taken aback. This is what you care about?

On the back of the Green Flame Three-Headed Lion.

Tang Wanzhou unleashed the Nine-Layered Demonic Pagoda: "Old man, you can take this and study it! Lend me a transcendent power."

Standing opposite him, Tang Shituo took the blood-red magic tower, slightly raising his eyelids. "Give it to him?"

"He saved my life. Without him, I would have died in the Underground Immortal Mansion. I must repay this favor," Tang Wanzhou said.

Tang Shituo asked, "Just for this reason?"

"He is very talented and will surpass you in the future. I don't want to see him go to his death," Tang Wanzhou said.

"To store the power of a single move requires releasing a large amount of scriptures, which consumes too much of my cultivation. The world is in darkness, and a great battle is imminent; I cannot borrow it!"

Tang Shituo took off his gray-black cloak and tossed it to Tang Wanzhou: "This cloak is a Thousand Character Artifact, powerful enough to withstand a single blow from the Dragon Head Camel. Let it store one of his Innate Dao Technique inside; that should be enough for him!"

After a while, Tang Wanzhou returned with Tang Shituo's cloak, which had been folded neatly. He handed it to Li Weiyi and said, "Use your magical energy to activate it during the most dangerous time."

Li Weiyi accepted the sentiment without hesitation, then took the Divine Snow Sword from Yao Qingxuan's storage bag and returned it to her.

Tang Wanzhou took the Divine Snow Sword, turned and left. "The cruelest battlefield under the cover of night is fraught with danger, where evil spirits and demons roam. No matter north or south, everyone is forced to the edge of a cliff. Unyielding warriors, wielding swords, fight without hesitation until dawn. No matter where the battlefield is, we are all fighting for victory, fighting for survival."

Li Weiyi bowed and saw him off, saying, "Even if a fierce wind rises, you will ride it and traverse ten thousand miles. Young lord, take care!"

Tuoba Butuo bowed to Li Weiyi in farewell and then chased after him.

A lion and a camel, two giant beasts, headed north.

Tang Wanzhou stood on the camel's hump in front, arms crossed, his ponytail swaying in the wind. "Spread the word, let all the women in the world who have drunk from the Mother-Child Spring gather in Feng Prefecture City with their children, and I, Xue Jian Tang Ting, will eliminate the danger for them."

The burly figure atop the Green Flame Three-Headed Lion said, "Use their strength to help Xue Jian Tang Ting take Feng Prefecture? Feng Prefecture is the territory of the Imperial Court. Given the current situation, wouldn't such a radical move benefit the Demon Race?"

Feng Prefecture was one of the eight core prefectures of the Imperial Court.

It is also one of the two states in the Seven Prefectures of the North that Xue Jian Tang Ting has not yet conquered.

Tang Wanzhou gazed northward. "The Demon Race and the demon kingdom have suffered successive defeats in Lingxiao City, and their plans have failed. I predict that the great battle in Cloud Heaven Immortal Plain is imminent and cannot wait until two months later."

"If the war in the Western Territory breaks out around the Lantern Festival, the battle for Lingxiao City will definitely take place in the first month of the lunar calendar."

"Old man, there's no time! If we can't take Feng Prefecture quickly, it will fall into the hands of the Demon Race Feng Prefecture first, and the Imperial Court simply can't defend it."

"We must rely on the myriad formations and Heaven Law Earth Spring of Feng Prefecture City, as well as the formations of the surrounding county and prefectural cities, to gain a foothold and then, after the collapse of Lingxiao City, quickly march up to Cloud Heaven Immortal Plain and engage in a decisive battle with the Demon Race."

"Without this forward position, by the time we cross the Misty Grassland and head south, the battle will be over, and we'll only face a crushing defeat from the enemy. We'll be unable to advance or retreat."

"Now that we have the Nine-Layered Demonic Pagoda in our hands, we can borrow immense power and surely take Feng Prefecture without shedding a drop of blood. Why not take it?"

"Once the war breaks out in the Western Territory, the Imperial Court will be too busy to take care of itself and will have to rob Feng Prefecture to us Xue Jian Tang Ting, to guard the North Heaven Gate for them."

The figure atop the Green Flame Three-Headed Lion said, "Alright, your strategies have never gone wrong. We'll do as you say. In this battle, it's either life or death; there's no other way."

"Even if a fierce wind rises, I will ride it and traverse ten thousand miles!"

Tang Wanzhou rode the Dragon Head Camel at breakneck speed, its speed increasing until finally, the two beasts were swallowed up by the endless wind and snow, disappearing on the northern horizon.

The sky was turning a pale white; dawn had arrived.

Li Weiyi was unable to find Zuoqiu Ling and Yao Xingyue.

Unbeknownst to them, the man traveling with Tang Wanzhou was Li Weiyi, who had already left, not daring to reveal his location for too long on the perilous Fuzhou Plain.

In a dark and chaotic world, hiding is the best way to survive.

From the weakest martial artists at the Spring Realm to those at the Transcendent Realm, each has their own hidden methods. The difference is that the former do so for survival, while the latter do so for intimidation.

Li Weiyi then went to find the group of people who had evacuated from the town, intending to escort them to Yu County before leaving. He followed the trail and soon found the group about ten miles away from where they had parted ways.

Under the rising sun, more than one hundred people from the town, mainly women and children, all perished tragically on the muddy, icy plains.

Li Weiyi stood there, frozen in place, as if petrified.

Despite the sunlight shining on me, I felt no warmth whatsoever.

They were all still alive and well when they parted last night. The man assured him that there would be no danger on his way to Yu County. He had personally rescued those children and brought them out of the hellish town.

Even though they were all frightened last night and cried, at least the future holds infinite possibilities and hope.

At this moment, half of the corpses on the ground were torn apart by the magical energy, and the other half had already turned into rotting flesh.

Is it really that hard to escape hell?

"Earth Spirit Grey Mist!"

Li Weiyi felt his skin go numb and immediately realized that the people in the town had been poisoned by the gray mist of Coffin Mountain, which was why their flesh and blood were rotting so rapidly.

He was no longer the same as before; his cultivation was now profound. He gritted his teeth and let out a low roar, mobilizing his magical energy to expel the poisonous gray mist that he had inhaled into his body through his pores.

Suddenly,

A sense of extreme danger washed over me.

"Whoosh!"

An extremely powerful spiral force emerged from the ground, turning an area of several feet in radius into a vortex of mud, pulling him deeper into the earth.

Li Weiyi spread his arms, releasing the Dao Heart Manifestation.

The magical energy emanated from the Wind Palace, accompanied by the roar of Dragon Roar, but it did not condense into Seven-clawed Fiery Heavenly Dragon. He broke free from the pulling force coming from the ground and flew upwards at an angle.

"Whoosh!"

A tall, stout figure broke through the mud and emerged from underground.