Time flies, the years are like running water!
In the blink of an eye, more than a hundred years have passed since the battle between Li Yi and Purple Scale Old Ancestor.
For more than a hundred years, Blackwater City has remained as peaceful as ever, with no major wars occurring, and Silver Horn Clan has not come to trouble Li Yi.
But hidden under this calm surface is a turbulent undercurrent. Over the years, countless masters of the Purple Scale Clan have begun to return one after another, and the forces in Blackwater City have also begun to be frequently dispatched. A depressing atmosphere has always enveloped Blackwater City.
The monks in Blackwater City all know that a shocking war is coming, and many monks with relatively low strength have begun to leave Blackwater City to avoid being involved and affected by it.
As the saying goes, the storm is about to come!
And over the years, Li Yi has not left Blackwater City, because he knows that Silver Horn Clan will definitely be waiting for him somewhere other than Blackwater City. Whether he leaves or stays here, the result is the same, there will be a battle sooner or later. Therefore, it is better to stay here to recover from his injuries and be in the best condition to cope with the next battle.
Li Yi was naturally very clear about the changes in Blackwater City, but he didn't care. At his level, problems can no longer be solved by just having a large number of people.
Of course, it doesn't mean that the number of people has no effect at all. Countless masters combined together to form a formation can also play a containment role.
"Huh, I haven't killed anyone since I came to this world for a long time. I thought I was a good person!"
In the secret room, Li Yi's eyes suddenly shot out several feet of sticky blood, and black murderous aura overflowed from his body like wolf smoke. This murderous aura was like the cold air of the Nine Netherworld, and the entire secret room condensed into a thick layer of black ice.
Blackwater City Lord's Mansion, Purple Scale Old Ancestor are sitting on the top of the throne, with more than ten powerful men standing below. Seven of them, including Blackwater City Lord Zi Yan, exude the aura of the Nirvana Realm, and the rest all exude the aura of the Emperor Venerable Realm.
Although Blackwater City is not a big place among Eternal World, but since Purple Scale Clan has been able to dominate here for so many years, it is natural that Purple Scale Old Ancestor has not only one emperor, but four emperors. This is the true strength of the Purple Scale Clan.
"Brother, to deal with a boy in the Hunyuan realm, is it necessary to summon all of us back?"
One of the four emperors, a middle-aged man with a ferocious scar on his face, said dissatisfiedly to Purple Scale Old Ancestor, but this middle-aged man was Purple Scale Clan's Third Ancestor.
"Third brother, don't say anything more. My eldest brother naturally has his reasons for asking us to come back!"
As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, an old man with a long beard and a wrinkled face came out and scolded him, and this old man was the second ancestor of the Purple Scale Clan.
"My second brother is right. That boy is very weird. He is only at the Hunyuan realm, but his combat power is comparable to that of an emperor-level warrior. What is even more frightening is that this boy can actually use Power of Law. Taken together, with his true strength, I am not sure I can deal with him even at my peak!"
Purple Scale Old Ancestor's voice seemed a little gloomy.
"What? You can actually use Power of Law!"
At this time, except for the city lord Blackwater City, who had already known about it, all the remaining ten powerful men were moved.
They all know what Power of Law means. Only strong men who have reached the level of God Lord can use Power of Law. Other monks cannot even touch it.
"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible. There is no such reason. How can a strong man in the Hunyuan realm understand the law? If he had understood it, he would have reached the level of a God Lord long ago."
The middle-aged man immediately shook his head.
"Well, I think so too. When that kid used Power of Law, his whole body collapsed, obviously suffering from backlash. Therefore, I suspect that the kid may have obtained the Battle Treasure of a fallen strongman, or some relics containing Power of Law!"
Purple Scale Old Ancestor nodded after listening to the middle-aged man's words.
Among these strong men present, none of them came from Great Wind's big waves. Every one of them has wisdom that is close to that of a monster. Just thinking about it for a moment, they agreed with Purple Scale Old Ancestor's statement.
Then, the pupils of these people became hot one by one, and greedy light flashed in their pupils. Whether it was Battle Treasure or a relic containing Power of Law, these are good things. If you let yourself get them and understand the secrets, you might have a chance to enter that level.
"Brother, what are you waiting for? Let's go and kill that kid together now, plunder all the treasures from him, search his soul, and dig out all his secrets!"
The middle-aged man couldn't bear it anymore, and the other purple-scaled warriors were also ready to make a move.
"Hmph, calm down first!" Purple Scale Old Ancestor pressed his hands to suppress the agitation of several people, and continued, "That kid is not that easy to deal with. He might hurt both of us. In this case, it is not worth it."
"And now it happens that Silver Horn Clan hates him so much, and Silver Horn Clan doesn't know the secret of this kid. I'm afraid he thinks he is just a strong man whose combat power is comparable to that of the Emperor. What we have to do is to plan carefully, so that both Silver Horn Clan and this kid will suffer losses. In the end, we will take advantage!"
Purple Scale Old Ancestor spoke calmly, showing an air of wisdom, as if everything was under his calculation.
"Yes, brother is right. If Silver Horn Clan dares to take our Purple Scale Clan's attention, we should let them fight with that kid to the detriment of both sides. Then we will be the fishermen. Not only will we plunder everything from that kid, but we will also annex Silver Horn Clan's Winged City. This is the best opportunity for us Purple Scale Clan to grow stronger!"
The wrinkled old man also spoke, with a sinister tone in his voice, and the smell of blood filled the air.
"Okay, this matter ends here. Have you found the Hunyuan realm monk Special Bloodline that I asked you to look for?"
Purple Scale Old Ancestor waved his hand and moved to another topic.
After listening to Purple Scale Old Ancestor's words, everyone in the hall looked at each other and waved their sleeves, "Bang bang bang...", and nearly twenty unconscious monks fell to the floor.
"Why are there so few? There are still seven or eight to go!"
Purple Scale Old Ancestor frowned, his voice obviously full of dissatisfaction.
"Hey, brother, you don't know, we have tried our best. These Special Bloodline monks are either powerful in themselves or have terrifying backgrounds, and their numbers are extremely small. Over the past tens of millions of years, we have faced countless Life and Death crises before we secretly captured these people."
Dozens of people in the hall all showed wry smiles.
The so-called Special Bloodline are some talented and extremely perverted monks. Each of these monks has unparalleled qualifications. Generally speaking, most Special Bloodline are the descendants of strong men above the level of God Lords. And there are only a few descendants who inherit part of their parents' talents at birth. Some even have the imprint of the law in their consciousness sea as soon as they are born. When they practice, before Divine Lord Realm, there are almost no bottlenecks, which is extremely terrifying.
"Although it is difficult, you also know the importance of this matter. Compared with this matter, what Li Yi has on him is not worth mentioning at all, so you still have to hurry up!"
Purple Scale Old Ancestor said in a gloomy tone.
"Yes, brother!"
Everyone in the hall looked at each other helplessly and could only agree.
And Purple Scale Old Ancestor waved his sleeves, creating a strange wind for no reason. In an instant, all twenty Special Bloodline monks lying in the hall were swept away.