Yao Wangu's Suicidal Antics

After entering the Yao Clan, their group saw an armored Yao Clan member swiftly approach. He led them onto the back of a giant bird, where hundreds of figures already stood scattered about, making for a rather lively scene.

Once they boarded, the giant bird spread its enormous wings. Riding the gale, it soared into the sky and rapidly flew toward the depths of the Yao Clan's territory.

They flew like this for roughly half an hour before the giant bird gradually slowed. Looking into the distance, they saw the clouds part to reveal a towering mountain that pierced the heavens. Groups of grand halls and buildings could vaguely be seen atop it, while countless plumes of smoke slowly rose into the air, carrying a rich fragrance of medicinal pills.

Although the Thunder Clan had gained more high-tier alchemists, its pill fragrance still paled greatly in comparison to that of the Yao Clan.

That made sense. The Yao Clan had accumulated its foundations over countless years, whereas the Thunder Clan had only been building itself for a little over a decade. They simply could not be compared.

The giant bird circled the mountain once before finally descending onto a square.

When Yao Chen arrived here, he seemed somewhat absent-minded. Returning to this place once more filled his heart with countless emotions.

Not long after they arrived, while Yao Chen was still lost in thought, a somewhat familiar elderly voice rang out with a cold laugh. "I was wondering who was so ignorant of the rules. So it was you. Still, Yao Chen, I am rather surprised. You, a man expelled from the clan, actually had the nerve to come back?"

The passersby gradually slowed to a stop. Seeing the elder approach with a cold sneer on his face, they all