Eastern Continent, Luo Heaven Domain.
A place where countless Holy Spirit gather, yet even the Holy Spirit each have their own territory.
For example, the Chongming Bird Clan lives in the central Saint City of the Luo Heaven Domain.
The Fox Clan hides in the western part of the Luo Heaven Domain.
In the East, the land was once the stronghold of the Bifang Clan, which flourished tens of thousands of years ago. It is said that there was once Great Saint in the clan, but he later perished and disappeared without a trace for unknown reasons.
The Bifang Clan and the Chongming Bird Clan are essentially the same, both being Feather Clan.
However, unlike other Feather Clan, the Bifang is extremely similar in shape to a crane, with only one leg, and its beast-like form stands on one leg.
Its Qing Yu are covered with red spots, almost like flames, and from a distance, they look as if they are burning fiercely.
A white-beaked, white-footed crow; wherever it goes, Dahuo.
However, the Dahuo also gave rise to many spirit medicine herbs.
Therefore, in High Antiquity times, the mountains where Bifang was located always contained many strange and wonderful treasures, spiritual crystals and minerals.
But that's all in the past.
In the present-day Luo Heaven Domain, the sacred mountain where the Bifang Clan resided is now only inhabited by a few scattered clansmen, and its former glory is gone.
The clan chief looked at the desolate sacred mountain and could do nothing but sigh.
Back then, how powerful and revered their clan was!
Within the Luo Heaven Domain, their territory is extremely vast.
Unfortunately, as time went by, the Bifang Clan gradually declined, and now they can only live on the sacred mountain that their clan has guarded for generations.
Even so, some people still wouldn't let them go.
This sacred mountain has been nurtured by the Essence Blood and divine fire of countless Bifang since High Antiquity times.
To date, the sacred mountain has been transformed into a treasure trove!
The mountain contains extremely rich Spiritual Qi; such a concentration of Spiritual Qi is rare even in the entire Luo Heaven Domain.
With their decline, other Holy Spirit in the Luo Heaven Domain also set their sights on this sacred mountain.
Spiritual Qi is the very foundation upon which all Holy Spirit and Human Race depend for survival. The Bifang Clan doesn't even possess formidable combat power, yet they guard this treasure mountain in vain. How could the other Holy Spirit in the Luo Heaven Domain not be envious?
Especially the Ancient Alligator Clan...
In recent years, the Ancient Alligator Clan has been using various underhanded tactics to force them to hand over the sacred mountain. They even secretly massacred their own people in the beginning, all to make them give up the sacred mountain!
Recently, they've been going increasingly outrageous.
Their few remaining members of the tribe were all wounded, and their injuries were difficult to heal.
Looking at the pathetic state of those few youngsters in the clan, barely three hundred years old, their wings broken and their Spiritual Power scattered,
He felt an intense pain in his heart, and wished he could devour its flesh and drink its blood.
But after calming down, Bifang Tribe forced himself to think about the most important thing.
The few remaining members of the tribe are the last hope for the entire Bifang Clan.
Their ancestors had instructed them that the Bifang Clan must guard this place for generations and must not leave without permission.
But if they don't leave soon, Bifang might really be wiped out by the Ancient Alligator Clan.
A bitter smile appeared on the lips of the Bifang Tribe.
His hair was gray, and his vital energy was beginning to dissipate; he was clearly in his twilight years.
He didn't care what would happen to this old man.
But what about the young talents of the clan?
If they truly hand over the sacred mountain, where can they go?
Where in the entire Luo Heaven Domain could they possibly find a place to stay?
The Holy Spirit of each race have extremely strict territorial boundaries, and even stepping into them is considered a provocation!
Not to mention, protecting the sacred mountain for generations is the mission of the Bifang Clan.
Before their ancestor perished, he repeatedly instructed that no matter what happened to their clan, they must not leave the sacred mountain, otherwise they would completely lose their way home.
go home...
Thinking of that "home" he had never met, the Bifang Tribe's eyes showed hesitation.
The ancestor said that their clan did not belong to the Eastern Continent, and their origins did not lie here.
Within the sacred mountain, there is an unshakeable stone wall, a guiding stone.
One day, an envoy from the upper realm will descend to guide the Bifang Clan.
This is their destiny.
It is also where their future fortuitous opportunity lie.
As the patriarch of the Bifang Clan, he could not forget, nor dared to forget, the ancestor's instructions.
But...
Strands of sorrow, transformed into an inescapable anxieties, lingered in the eyes of the Bifang Tribe.
He gazed at the setting sun on the horizon and sighed heavily.
If he had a choice, he certainly wouldn't want to leave.
But now his clan is dwindling, Ancient Alligator Clan is ruthless and cruel. What can he do?
What should he do?
Just as the Bifang bird chieftain was pondering what to do, he suddenly felt a bone-chilling cold.
That was... murderous intent!?
In an instant, the Bifang Tribe stood up abruptly and looked towards the east of the sacred mountain.
The Ancient Alligator Clan lived in that location.
The terrifying aura he sensed also began to rise in the east.
Just a moment later, about two breaths later, the familiar aura of Half-Saint descended, chilling to the bone, instantly sweeping across the entire sacred mountain, and making the Bifang Tribe's face turn extremely ugly.
The Ancient Alligator Clan!
Not content with injuring our own people a while ago, they actually dare to come knocking on our door today!
"What are you trying to do? Do you really intend to disregard the rules of my Luo Heaven Domain?" The Bifang Tribe roared as he looked at the Ancient Alligator Half-Saint who had appeared before him.
The Tuo Dragon Clan has always been arrogant and unruly.
The Ancient Alligator Clan did not lose their alligator dragon form; the humanoid forms they transformed into had skin as dark green as moss, resembling a fusion of loess and swamp.
Its face was ferocious, its fangs were undisguised, and its eyes were filled with only coldness and savagery.
In comparison, the Bifang Tribe's transformed forms are more like Human Race cultivators, except that their fiery curly hair falls over their shoulders and their eyes are like blazing fire.
Listening to the accusations of the Bifang Tribe, the Half-Saint of the Ancient Alligator Clan sneered.
His oppressive aura not only did not subside, but became even more blatant and terrifying.
The pressure from the mountain caused all the Bifang Tribe, who had been injured and were still recovering, to groan.
This scene made the Bifang Tribe's eyes widen in fury.
They gave us a good beating, plenty of it.
The Ancient Alligator Half-Saint then spoke with a cold laugh.
"I didn't break any rules of the Luo Heaven Domain."
"On the contrary, have you forgotten the rules of the Eastern Continent?"
"Whether it's a treasure land or precious treasures, they all belong to the strong. You Bifang Tribe are utterly weak and worthless, utterly unworthy to reside atop the sacred mountain. My Ancient Alligator Clan is the rightful master of this place!"
"Don't say I didn't give you a chance to give up this place, or else... you'll die!"
The Bifang patriarch Bi Fang's expression changed.
The reason why the Ancient Alligator Clan is so arrogant is because they have risen rapidly in the Luo Heaven Domain in recent years.
The reason for their rise to power is that two Saint Realm emerged from their clan!
Those are two full Saint Realm.
The Ancient Alligator Clan is inherently fierce and extremely cruel, possessing great strength.
As far as he knew, many weaker members of the Holy Spirit Clan had already been secretly wiped out by them, done swiftly and mercilessly.
Now they have set their sights on the sacred mountain that their tribe protects.
The killing intent in the other person's eyes was extremely obvious.
But...
" Ancient Alligator Clan, don't push your luck! I will absolutely not give up the sacred mountain."
"Our Bifang Clan is here to protect this place under the command of a supreme being. Aren't you afraid of offending that powerful being by doing this?"
"Supreme Being... Ha!"
The Half-Saint from the Ancient Alligator Clan who came here suddenly sneered upon hearing the words of the Bifang Tribe.
His voice was full of sarcasm.
"Our Ancient Alligator Clan now boasts two Saint Realm experts. What level of cultivation does the being you speak of serve possess, and how supreme is he, comparable to our clan's two Saint Realm experts?"
"This is utterly ridiculous and utterly absurd!"
He looked at the Bifang Tribe with amusement, not taking Bifang Tribe's words to heart at all, nor did he believe that what the other party said was true.
Seeing the Bifang Tribe's face gradually turn dark, he felt even more certain that he had guessed correctly.
The Ancient Alligator Half-Saint sneered, "Besides... even if I forcibly took you today, so what?"
"Can that powerful figure your clan once served save you now? Or... does such a powerful figure truly exist?"
At this point, he completely lost his patience, baring his fangs and roaring impatiently.
"Old Bifang, I'm only giving you some face because you were once a powerful figure in the Luo Heaven Domain. However, this is not a reason for your arrogance. If you still refuse to step aside..."
"Die!!"
A roar that sounded like a furious bellow swept across the entire sacred mountain, and the face of the Bifang Tribe turned ashen.
He clenched his teeth, unable to utter a single word about evacuation.
Just then, a weak but firm refusal came from behind him.
"No... no, we can't give up the sacred mountain!"
Bifang Tribe turned around in astonishment and saw other tribesmen who were seriously injured or already wounded.
One by one, the Bifang Tribe stepped forward, enduring their injuries, staring intently at the Ancient Alligator Half-Saint in mid-air. Even though their breaths were weak, they still spoke out in a hoarse and furious voice.
"This is the sacred mountain of my Bifang Clan, our dwelling place for tens of thousands of years. How could we possibly give it up to you!"
The remaining Bifang Tribe all had sparks of anger ignited in their eyes.
Over the years, they have watched helplessly as the territory belonging to the Bifang Clan was invaded and occupied by the Ancient Alligator Clan, piece by piece of land was lost, and countless clansmen were murdered.
Now, all they have left is their sacred mountain ancestral land, but the Ancient Alligator Tribe is still not satisfied and wants to take away their ancestral land.
How could they possibly agree to that?
Rather than handing over the sacred mountain, they would rather live and die with it!
Looking at the enraged Bifang Bird Clan below, the Ancient Alligator Half-Saint's impatience transformed into a surging killing intent.
He smirked, a chilling, sinister grin spreading across his face.
"Court death?"
"Fine! Then I'll grant your wish!"
A colossal phantom of a crocodile dragon appeared in mid-air, almost completely enveloping the entire sacred mountain.
The Ancient Alligator Half-Saint in mid-air grabbed with its large hand, and its Spiritual Power transformed into a giant hand, sweeping away several young Bifang Tribe who rushed up.
They fell heavily to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood. Their life force weakened directly under the erosion of the Ancient Alligator Half-Saint's Secret Method.
He was seriously injured by a single blow!
There was nothing that could be done about it; the difference in strength between the two sides was too great, so great that it took courage for these tribesmen to even charge forward.
The Bifang Tribe watched this scene unfold, his breath caught in his throat, and grief overwhelmed him.
" Chi'er!"
" Zhu Lian!"
This is outrageous!
Several clansmen lay on the ground, their fates unknown. The eyes of the Bifang Tribe gradually turned bloodshot. He suddenly turned his head and looked at the Ancient Alligator Half-Saint, like an old lion whose cubs had been killed, and pounced on it.
But the opponent was Half-Saint.
The Bifang Tribe was merely at the Ancient Emperor Realm.
No matter what methods he used, in the eyes of the Ancient Tuo elder, who was at the Half-Saint level, it was no different from a trapped beast struggling.
However, he did not kill the Bifang clan chief immediately; instead, a mocking smile appeared on his lips.
"Old Bifang, you think you can fight me?"
The Ancient Alligator Half-Saint sneered, and a terrifying pressure slammed down from the giant hand that materialized in the sky.
boom!
A mournful cry, blood-red feathers flying everywhere!
The Bifang clan chief's body plummeted from the sky, crashing heavily against the stone wall. Blood mixed with fragments of internal organs gushed out, and his life hung in the balance, almost dying.
The Ancient Alligator Half-Saint, landed leisurely, surveying the room with the air of a victor, and sneered, "You really asked for trouble!"
Upon hearing this, the old clan chief felt boundless grief and despair.
Guilt and pain nearly strangled him.
At this moment, he felt an intense hatred for his own ordinary talent, unable to even protect the ancestral land on which he depended for survival, and for the foundation built by his ancestors over millions of years to turn to ashes in his own hands.
He has failed his ancestors and, even more so, his people who trusted him!
The Ancient Alligator Half-Saint coldly stared at the old Bifang lying on the ground, tears streaming down his face. There was not a trace of pity in his eyes, only endless disgust.
He approached step by step, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
"As fellow Holy Spirit, your ancestors chose to serve the Human Race, bringing shame upon our Holy Spirit Clan. You deserve your current state."
"Today I will kill you all to vindicate my Luo Heaven Domain and wash away the shame you brought upon us by the Holy Spirit."
"Heh... I'd like to see if this so-called supreme being you speak of can save you all at this crucial moment!"
As he spoke, the spiritual light in the hands of the Ancient Alligator Half-Saint had already accumulated, flashing with a deadly gleam.
They had long coveted the sacred mountain.
Now that such a great opportunity has finally arrived, how could we let it slip away?
Therefore...
it's all over...
His gaze was cold and cruel, but suddenly his expression changed as he felt an increasingly fierce pressure rising from the horizon.
The oppressive aura was terrifying, causing him to tremble involuntarily and feel a deep sense of panic. The Spiritual Power aura in his hand dissipated instantly.
He looked up in astonishment and saw the flying ship on the horizon approaching from afar, slowly expanding, its spiritual light spreading freely, its decorations magnificent and exquisite, its size and immeasurable nature evident from its appearance alone.
The brightly lit emblem of the Chongming Bird Clan, in particular, startled the Ancient Alligator Half-Saint.
Chongming Bird!?
How could it possibly appear at this time!
Although Luo Heaven Domain is the place where Holy Spirit Demon Cultivator reside, it also has certain rules. It is said that these rules were established by three supreme beings who slumber in Luo Heaven Domain. Within Luo Heaven Domain, Holy Spirit cannot harm each other without cause. The Chongming Bird Clan, because they possess the ability to tear through space and have extremely revered bloodline strength, has become the enforcer of this Luo Heaven Domain.
He had considered that he would be punished for killing the Bifang Tribe, but it would only mean compensating with some treasures. Compared to taking the sacred mountain for himself, the punishment was insignificant.
But now, before he has even killed the Bifang Tribe, the Chongming Bird Clan has already arrived!?
What on earth happened?!
In mid-air, Lin Xuan calmly looked down at the fiery mountains, feeling the guidance of his bloodline, and a smile appeared on his lips.
The remnant souls of ancestors...
It should be right here.