The Kirin Clan's Treasure, the Ink Ruler; Quasi-Emperors Face Their Thunder Tribulations!

"Long Bo of the True Dragon Clan has come to seek your guidance!"

Long Bo took a single step, and the earth within a thousand miles began to crack.

Dense storm clouds gathered above his head. Silver lightning churned within them like a host of ferocious dragons.

Valley of the Dead.

"Roar!"

A pitch-black Ink Kirin roared, then clamped his jaws around a man's throat.

At the same time, an even larger Fire Kirin swallowed the Life Lamp Realm hovering in the air.

Once it was done, both Kirins slowly returned to human form.

"I never expected a sixth-heaven Quasi-Emperor to be lying in ambush here. Good thing you spotted his weakness, Young Master, or we'd have been in danger."

The Dao Protector wiped blood from the corner of his mouth.

Mo Bai frowned. "The sixth heaven of the Quasi-Emperor realm isn't the limit here. There's someone even stronger deeper inside."

"I just sensed him killing people like mad. We need to hurry."

"Heh, heh, heh!"

"You truly deserve to be called the best of this generation. Your senses are remarkably sharp."

As he spoke, Yuan Yi emerged from the black mist.

Mo Bai studied the stranger who had suddenly appeared. "You must be the one guarding the second trial."

"May I ask which Forbidden Ground you come from?"

Yuan Yi grinned. "I come from Desperate Valley. You should have heard of it."

"So you're Yuan Yi, the Child of the Forbidden Ground from a hundred thousand years ago. An honor."

Mo Bai's voice was cold. Yuan Yi stared hard at him in return.

"I'd planned to kill those two youngsters from the Dragon Race and the Buddhist Kingdom first, but then I discovered you'd killed one of my subordinates."

"So I had no choice but to come here