Not Many of the Beast Race Are Qualified to Be My Mount

Beyond the Emperor Dao.

Liu Xun withdrew his gaze from the Emperor Dao, turned to look at Liu Duanyuan, and asked via telepathy:

"Is this Lin Xie a good prospect?"

Liu Duanyuan glanced at Liu Xun and nodded.

Just as Liu Xun was about to say something more, Liu Duanyuan spoke again:

You don't need to worry about this.

Upon hearing this, Liu Xun nodded, and then asked:

"What about this matter concerning the Emperor Dao?"

Liu Duanyuan waved his hand:

"It's alright. If it doesn't work out, just reveal his true identity and continue to play coy."

Liu Xun shook his head and sighed:

"The younger generation in the clan will likely suffer a significant blow from this incident."

"There's nothing we can do about it."

Liu Duanyuan shook his head, glanced at Lin Xie who was nearing the end, and said:

"The ability to create clones, a powerful physique, coupled with reactions and attacks far beyond what one would expect for someone of that age—it would be impossible to achieve this through mere prediction unless one encountered it firsthand."

As he spoke, Liu Duanyuan's gaze shifted to the spot where Lu Changzhi had previously concealed himself:

"The odds of winning are really slim."

It wasn't that he didn't trust his own judgment.

Today, it's quite the opposite.

Lin Xie's performance was truly dazzling, and he genuinely possessed real strength.

Unless, he can give himself a surprise.

In the Emperor Dao.

"This is truly a good thing. Those guys from the Liu Clan probably never imagined they would suffer such a crushing defeat in this Emperor Dao!"

A young man from the Yue Clan rested his arms behind his head, gazing into the distance with a smile on his face.

"Come on, stop gloating." Another Yue Clan minority youth glanced at him and said:

"Judging from his posture, he's clearly trying to sweep everything aside. Right now, he's stealing the limelight from the Liu Clan. Once the Liu Clan is finished, it's very likely that it will be our Yue Clan's turn."

"Of course. The light is so important to the third stage of the journey, he must have come for that. If he can plunder it, why would he let it go? Of course I understand that." The boy paused, then continued:

"However..."

"This time, the Emperor Dao is putting all its effort into the Liu Clan, but isn't there still one crucial element they haven't touched?"

As he spoke, the boy gestured towards the spot where Lu Changzhi had been standing:

"Anyone who can just sit there so casually must have plenty of confidence. With him around, what do we have to worry about?"

The person next to him frowned upon hearing this and reminded him, "Why do you consider yourself a Liu Clan?"

The boy laughed heartily:

"Don't overthink it. If Liu Tianming really had the strength, he wouldn't be threatening us right now. If this famous Liu Tianming hasn't done this before, wouldn't that be even better? We could just hand over the light willingly then."

The man was taken aback upon hearing this:

What you said does make some sense.

"Damn it, how is this possible?"

A young boy from the Liu Clan lay in a perfectly fitting human-shaped pit, his face filled with disbelief.

Although his talent wasn't top-tier, it was definitely above average. He had cultivated and honed his skills for many years, but all that effort amounted to nothing compared to a single punch from his opponent.

One punch!

Feeling the excruciating pain coursing through his entire body, an uncontrollable surge of hatred welled up inside him.

He came here to go further and show the world his abilities.

Instead of showing off just how far you can fly backwards!

Suddenly, the boy remembered some figures.

Just as they were about to arrive, a few people suddenly appeared.

The elders of the clan said that he was qualified to represent the Liu Clan in the Emperor Dao because of his outstanding talent.

An outsider, when entering the Emperor Dao, didn't even know to make way for them, unaware of his own supporting role.

Now, even when everyone joined forces just now, they all stood by and watched.

With this thought in mind, the young man struggled to sit up.

Looking around, they finally found Gu Chen and his group.

At that moment, he took a deep breath, and then used what little strength he had left to angrily shout:

"You lot, who claim to be second only to the Emperor's son, are you just going to stand by and do nothing?!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and emitted several milky-white beams of light, which shot towards Gu Chen and the others.

"Hmm? Second only to the Emperor's son?"

Such a statement, when it reached the ears of many, immediately stirred the hearts of many.

In an instant, many eyes followed the direction of the white light.

It's them.

Many people's expressions changed upon seeing the group of people indicated at the end of the white light.

The Liu Clan has received much attention, as have its descendants.

When the Liu Clan was the first to enter the Emperor Dao, these individuals had already attracted attention.

Many people still remember that their elders said these people were relatively unfamiliar, and judging from their positions, they were likely people that the Liu Clan had been secretly cultivating over the years.

"However, it feels like the person who shouted that out has some ulterior motives."

"It seems the relationship between these Liu Clan prodigies is far worse than expected."

While everyone was thinking the same thing.

Elsewhere, just as the boy had expected.

Lin Xie's gaze fell on Gu Chen and his group.

A quick glance revealed that the group indeed bore the insignia of the Liu Clan, prominently displayed as if they were afraid no one would notice they were from the Liu Clan.

But soon, Lin Xie's eyes narrowed slightly:

"Trying to hide?"

As he spoke, a distinct golden vertical line appeared between Lin Xie's brows, beneath his skin, and the same golden light also appeared deep within his eyes.

"Interesting."

With a soft utterance, the golden light between Lin Xie's brows vanished.

Of these people, apart from the woman who possessed the bloodline, he couldn't see through the others.

It must be said that Emperor Body before one's eyes is indeed a rare occurrence.

Suddenly, Lin Xie's attention fell on one spot.

The little girl, who looked no more than ten years old, had a small red bird perched on her shoulder.

The bird has beautiful feathers and a slightly plump body. It appears to be half asleep, but upon closer inspection, one can see that it has two pupils in its eyes.

"Four-Pupiled Bird? There's one here?"

In an instant, Lin Xie had an idea.

This bird must be taken away.

There aren't many Beast Race that are qualified to be your mount, but the Four-Pupiled Bird is one of them.

With this thought in mind, the three figures of Lin Xie merged into one, and then punched a junior of the Shen Clan flying. The next moment, his figure rushed towards Mu Fan and the others, who had a somewhat helpless expression on their faces.

That's the downside of this kind of thing.

Mu Fan shook his head slightly, with a hint of helplessness:

"That Liu Clan bastard has achieved his goal."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Xie appeared in front of them.

At the same time, countless eyes, both inside and outside the Emperor Dao, turned to look at it.

"It's time for the showdown."

Liu Duanyuan reminded Liu Xun.

Lu Changzhi knew a bit about this. Now that his disciple was being targeted by the other party, especially since his disciple was clearly no match for them, he would inevitably get involved.

In terms of who goes further on the Emperor Dao, Lu Changzhi might not necessarily lose.

But if judged by actual strength, the outcome is uncertain.

After all, if his estimate was correct, Lin Xie's strength was probably already very close to, or even already reached, the Saint Venerable Realm.

"I'm giving you a choice."

Lin Xie glanced at the group, and before being asked anything, pointed at Xiao Ming:

"Dissolve the soul contract and give me this bird, or,"

"I'll take it myself."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Fan suddenly smiled, looking at Lin Xie with a serious expression:

Are you sure?

Lin Xie glanced at Mu Fan:

"Three."

No sooner had the words left his mouth than Xiao Ming's voice rang out:

"What, birds don't have human rights? Why don't you ask for my opinion?"

"Can speak."

Lin Xie narrowed his eyes and looked at Xiao Ming.

He didn't speak, but his meaning was quite clear.

Surrender, or a dead end.

Xiao Ming leisurely raised his head, as if stretching, then took a deep breath like a human before slowly speaking:

"You take it yourself? Go take your mother's head!"