The Three Clan Leaders!

He really had the nerve to talk big, wasn't he just handing the thing right over to him?

"In that case, I'll take that thing."

Shi Qilin was so furious his eyes were splitting, but the next second a golden shadow flashed across the sky—Yuan Feng had actually been keeping an eye on the situation this whole time.

Sensing that Ancestral Dragon had also gone over, he couldn't help shaking his head with a sigh. One misstep leads to eternal regret.

This Ancestral Dragon was far too impulsive. If he wanted to team up with Shi Qilin here to defeat Xie Fang together, that would more or less provoke the other party to some degree.

Anyway, since Ancestral Dragon didn't care about any of this now, Yuan Feng might as well wash his hands of it. Who would have thought that a junior of the Qilin clan would come begging at Yuan Feng's door?

The people outside didn't know whether to let them in, so they kept glancing toward the house, but those inside remained silent. This matter, he would certainly not interfere.

Xie Fang naturally understood what stance Yuan Feng was taking, so he wasn't worried at all about those Qilin who had run off. These remnants, he would clean them up himself—it was just a matter of time.

"I'll give you one last chance. If you're willing to help me here and turn against him instead, then I don't mind sparing your juniors. That way, your lineage won't be cut off. What do you think?"

Shi Qilin had never believed from the start that he would make things difficult for him here, so he naturally didn't take this matter to heart.

But Xie Fang directly raised his hand and waved it. Half of Buzhou Mountain was already damaged. Seeing this, Shi Qilin was utterly shocked, but he didn't speak up directly.

This time, he ought to be more cautious, but that didn't mean he would directly betray Ancestral Dragon.

Even though the two of them had been fighting for tens of thousands of years, trying to swallow each other's territory.

Now, in facing Xie Fang, they had formed an alliance.

"Then let's switch. Ancestral Dragon, if you agree with what I'm saying, I'll give you that treasure from before—that so-called Wuji Apricot Yellow Banner."

Hearing his utterly indifferent tone, Ancestral Dragon's heart stirred with a bit more jealousy. If he had to say it, the things he cared about most were these few matters. Who would have thought he'd step on every landmine, deliberately poking at his sore spots?

If it were before, Ancestral Dragon would have flown into a rage and attacked. But after their last exchange, he had gradually summed up a lesson.

Xie Fang was absolutely not someone to underestimate, especially after not encountering him for tens of thousands of years—he had to be even more cautious.

"Look, even when I've said this much, he still won't attack me. Don't you get it yet? He wants you to go first and test how strong I am now."

Shi Qilin hesitated and glanced at Ancestral Dragon beside him. The other waved a hand, his face full of disbelief, as if he hadn't expected him to say that.

But over on Yuan Feng's side, he took some other measures. Since they had already expressed their intentions, it wouldn't be good for him to be too decisive now. If they really had the skill, then he shouldn't waste time here either.

However, the area where the three were fighting kept expanding, even spilling over to the other two sides. Even people on Yuan Feng's turf knew the battle situation without stepping outside—that showed just how intense the fight among the three was.

"Didn't think after all these years, you still only have those two tricks. I thought you'd be something impressive."

Ancestral Dragon taunted the man before him, but Xie Fang didn't mind at all. The happier he smiled now, the more they'd know his power later.

But after fighting for a while, he also realized that Buzhou Mountain seemed to have something that could suppress his abilities.

Otherwise, why hadn't they settled things after so long? Still, he then sent a message to Yuan Feng, telling him to bring Mo Wu over directly. Along the way, Mo Wu looked around everywhere. Yuan Feng smiled and reached out to pat his head.

"Let's go. He should be eager to see you."

Mo Wu nodded at Yuan Feng, then directly left through the air.

"I can find the way myself..."

As his voice drifted farther and farther away, it stirred a trace of emotion in Yuan Feng's heart. If he had to say it, treading the last line to rise up would have to be through these people.

But the sky area was quite empty. He didn't see anyone along the way. The next second, a flash of cold light—it was a sword, flying straight toward his forehead.

Fortunately, the person Yuan Feng had sent to follow him directly stepped in and blocked the sword. No one had expected this kind of situation.

"Are you alright?"

Mo Wu saw that it was a young girl, but her strength seemed several times higher than his own, which couldn't help but bring a look of shame to his face.

"I'm fine..."

Then the other directly grabbed him and sped off toward Xie Fang's direction. So her true form was a phoenix. That made him, a Qilin, look quite matching with her. While Mo Wu's mind was wandering, the two had already arrived at the designated spot.

Seeing the blazing scene before him, Mo Wu was stunned. This wasn't Buzhou Mountain at all—it was clearly a slaughterhouse. He didn't want to stay in a place like this. Just as he was about to escape, the person beside him directly pulled him back.

"I'm under orders to deliver you to him. What if Lord Xie Fang thinks we lost you?"

Mo Wu's face stiffened a bit, but he still walked over to Xie Fang. Seeing the familiar figure appear, Xie Fang smiled at him.

But the man before him couldn't muster any interest at all, looking completely listless. Xie Fang didn't notice this, however, and continued dealing with the people in front of him.

"Look, I've gathered them all for you. Take a look—which one of these bullied you before? We'll settle the score all at once."

Shi Qilin was stunned. He hadn't expected this plain-looking youth to be his own descendant. Seeing this, Ancestral Dragon also realized it was a personal grudge between the two of them. Now would be the perfect time for him to withdraw.

After all, during the exchange just now, the Samadhi True Fire that had come from Xie Fang's hands felt even more formidable than the phoenix's. He had suffered a loss at Yuan Feng's place before, and he certainly didn't want to endure the same here.

That Samadhi True Fire had burned fiercely—probably not even the basic form would be preserved. He definitely didn't want his dragon whiskers to get singed here again.