Within the Xilin Mountain Range, when Leng Bingshuang learned of Murong Xuan's reason and purpose for coming here, a chilling killing intent immediately surged onto her beautiful face. Her two fair hands involuntarily clenched, and a rage that had been suppressed for many years rose once again within her heart.
"How dare they even show their face here!"
Standing atop the cliff, her Leng Bingshuang eyes were fixed on the empty space before her. Her inner energy surged, causing even the energy of heaven and earth to surge uncontrollably. The mountain she stood on trembled slightly, and an extremely terrifying aura enveloped the entire Xilin Mountain Range. This caused countless magical beasts in the forest to cower on the ground in terror, emitting low whimpers that foreshadowed their fear.
At this moment, even Tian Ying and the others were terrified by this terrifying pressure, their bodies trembling as they knelt on the distant mountain peaks, filled with boundless fear.
Even Murong Xuan, who originally had a very good relationship with Leng Bingshuang Leng Bingshuang, turned pale and involuntarily knelt down on one knee in the face of Leng Bingshuang's oppressive aura, showing a respectful expression to her.
Meanwhile, outside the Xilin Mountain Range, Xiao Yan arrived from the Western Wilderness Region after a long and arduous journey. However, as soon as he arrived, he immediately noticed the unusual situation in the Xilin Mountain Range.
"This is... Leng Bingshuang, could something have happened?"
Sensing the anger emanating from that aura, Xiao Yan's expression immediately changed drastically. Had someone else come to cause trouble in the Xilin Mountain Range during his absence?
"Court death!"
With this thought in mind, Xiao Yan's killing intent suddenly surged. He let out a low shout, and the Origin Qi in his body flowed wildly. He instantly used the Heavenly Severing Steps and the Winged Elephant Art to their limits. In just a moment, he disappeared from the outskirts of the Xilin Mountain Range.
"My lord, their purpose in coming to the Western Region this time is to bring you back to your clan. It seems they hope you can recognize your ancestors and return to your roots, and stop wandering outside. My father and I have discussed it, and we both believe that it would be better for you to return to your clan than to stay in this desolate Western Region. After all, that is your true home."
After a long while, as Leng Bingshuang gradually composed herself, Murong Xuan cautiously spoke. However, the moment his words fell, Leng Bingshuang's icy gaze instantly fell upon him.
"Hmph, how foolish! What true home? Have you forgotten how ruthlessly they drove us out of the tribe and cruelly murdered so many of our people? And now you want to persuade me to go back? You truly disappoint me!"
Upon hearing this, a bitter expression appeared on Murong Xuan's face. He knew, of course, that Leng Bingshuang Leng Bingshuang Shuang would never agree to go back, and he certainly didn't want to influence her choice. However, what forced him to do this was that those guys were threatening the lives of their entire clan, demanding that they either bring Leng Bingshuang to them or erase their entire clan from the history of the continent.
Of course, besides today, the last time he came to the Xilin Mountain Range, it was for the same purpose. However, he couldn't speak up then because of the Xiao Gate and Qinhuang Lost Valley. But this time is different. That group has already issued an order that if Leng Bingshuang is not brought back this time, they will start a massacre in their clan. As a last resort, Murong Xuan came to the Xilin Mountain Range to try to invite Leng Bingshuang back.
Unfortunately, he had anticipated Leng Bingshuang's arrogant attitude. Before he set off, his father had already told him that if Leng Bingshuang was unwilling, he would not force her, nor would he use the family's crisis as an excuse to bind her. Therefore, after hearing Leng Bingshuang's reply, Murong Xuan smiled bitterly, bowed to Leng Bingshuang, and then turned to leave.
As the young master of the clan, he was determined to stand with his clan in the face of such a crisis. The only thing he was grateful for was that Murong Qianqian was not in the clan. Otherwise, if she had been killed as well, he would not have been at peace even if he died.
However, just as Murong Xuan was about to turn and leave, a sharp whistling sound rang out between heaven and earth. In an instant, a ghostly figure appeared abruptly in front of him, its powerful claws nearly striking his throat. Fortunately, the figure recognized Murong Xuan the moment it appeared; otherwise, he would probably have died here before Murong Xuan could even return to his clan.
"Call..."
In an instant, Murong Xuan's clothes were soaked with cold sweat. When he raised his head in terror, he only saw a young face covered in sweat, looking at him with a mixture of amusement and exasperation, breathing heavily with a look of relief and helplessness on his face.
Xiao Yan never expected that the fierce battle he had envisioned would unfold in such an awkward manner.
Xiao Yan withdrew his hand and smiled awkwardly. At the same time, the aura of death that had enveloped Murong Xuan's heart also quietly dissipated. Just a moment ago, he hadn't even sensed a trace of Xiao Yan's presence, and didn't even know when Xiao Yan had appeared before him. Was the other party's speed really that fast?
At the same time, Leng Bingshuang's gaze also fell on Xiao Yan. Seeing that the latter had actually returned from outside, Leng Bingshuang's eyes showed surprise, and the anger in her heart subsided unconsciously. Xiao Yan, who was paying attention to her emotions, clearly noticed this. He immediately turned his head slightly, frowned, looked at Leng Bingshuang, and asked in confusion:
"What's wrong? What happened?"
Upon hearing this, Leng Bingshuang's beautiful eyes flickered slightly, but she avoided Xiao Yan's gaze and quickly left, leaving only Xiao Yan and Murong Xuan behind.
Since Leng Bingshuang remained silent, Xiao Yan could only turn his gaze back to the person before him. Upon seeing this, the latter's expression faltered slightly. Looking into Xiao Yan's curious eyes, Murong Xuan felt a strange sensation rising within him. Perhaps, the Xiao Yan before him could help him. Although this feeling came abruptly, without any warning or reason, things had come to this point, and Leng Bingshuang's matter concerned the rise and fall of their entire family. How could he possibly concern himself with such matters? He then told Xiao Yan everything about the purpose of his trip.
However, as soon as Murong Xuan uttered his first words, Xiao Yan's expression suddenly froze.
"You mean, the Heaven Demon Phoenix Clan?"