radicalducati Chapter 494 Soul Emperor: Your seed seems a little insufficient!
Chapter 494 Soul Emperor: Your seed seems a little insufficient!
Chapter 494 Soul Emperor: Your seed seems a little insufficient!
Beast realm.
Its vast territory is in no way inferior to that of the Central Plains.
This place is characterized by towering mountains and ancient trees, making it a paradise for countless magical beast races on the Dou Qi Continent.
Every day, this ancient land is the stage for a brutal struggle for survival and tribal supremacy, filled with wildness and bloodshed.
Today, however, the gazes of countless powerful magical beasts in the Beast Realm are all turned in the same direction—the headquarters of the Nine Netherworld Python Clan, the Netherworld Serpent Vein.
An extremely oppressive atmosphere enveloped this area, which was usually cold but also relatively peaceful.
No one expected that the Heavenly Phoenix Clan, one of the three top races in the Warcraft world, would mobilize such a large force.
A large number of powerful warriors were dispatched to completely surround the Nine Netherworld Python Clan, which is one of the three major clans!
Above the Nether Serpent's veins.
Shadows of people.
Huge, fiery wings filled the sky, their intense heat clashing violently with the chilling energy emanating from the earth's veins, producing a hissing sound.
The powerful members of the Heavenly Phoenix Clan had arrogant eyes and surging battle aura around them, unabashedly releasing their pressure as they looked down at the Nine Netherworld Python Clan below, who seemed to be facing a formidable enemy.
The air was thick with the smell of gunpowder, as if a single spark could ignite the entire scene.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
The void twisted, and figures shot out from the depths of the Nether Serpent Earth Vein, hovering in mid-air, confronting the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan.
The leader was a burly, middle-aged man with a somewhat sinister look on his face.
Behind him followed a dozen or so clan elders, each with a powerful aura and cold eyes, staring intently at the most dazzling figure opposite them.
He was a handsome man dressed in a fiery red robe, with long hair like burning flames and a pair of eyes that shone with a faint golden light, as if they contained two great suns.
"Phoenix Heaven!"
Yao Ming's voice was low and filled with suppressed anger, "Your Heavenly Phoenix Clan has mobilized so many troops to surround my Nether Serpent Vein. Do you want to start a war with my Nine Nether Earth Python Clan?"
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"Go to war?"
Huang Tian's golden eyes slowly swept over Yao Ming and the tense-looking elders of the Nine Netherworld Python Clan behind him.
Then, a sneer of undisguised disdain curled at the corner of his lips. "Yao Ming, you overestimate yourself and your Nine Netherworld Python Clan."
His tone was contemptuous, as if stating a fact: "I have come today... solely for the Netherworld. If you know what's good for you, obediently step aside now, and you may still have a way to live. Otherwise—"
He paused slightly, a cold killing intent flashing in his eyes.
Though the voice was soft, it was like a cold wind sweeping through the hearts of every member of the Nine Netherworld Python Clan: "—Today is the day your Nine Netherworld Python Clan will be annihilated!"
"Extermination of the entire clan?!"
"Arrogant!"
"This is outrageous!"
Upon hearing this, the powerful members of the Nine Netherworld Python Clan below and behind Yao Ming instantly erupted in uproar.
They were all furious, their hair standing on end, their eyes practically spitting fire.
Extermination of the entire clan?
What utter contempt and insult this is!
As one of the three major races in the Warcraft world, how dare the Heavenly Phoenix Clan utter such arrogant words!
Yao Ming's pupils suddenly contracted, and the anger in his heart surged like a volcano, almost bursting out of his chest.
Putting aside the fact that the Nine Netherworlds are their clan's sacred land, Huang Tian's tone of treating them as nothing is enough to ignite a war to the death!
However, amidst the anger, a sliver of reason remained.
Behind him, a white-haired elder, the most senior in the clan, suppressed his anger and stepped forward, whispering doubtfully in Yao Ming's ear, "Clan leader, there seems to be something amiss. The Nine Netherworld is extremely yin and cold, containing the ultimate yin energy, which is compatible with our clan's constitution. However, the Heavenly Phoenix Clan is fire-attribute, cultivating extremely yang and strong techniques. The Nine Netherworld is not only useless to them, but harmful instead. Why would they suddenly be interested in it? This doesn't make sense!"
As soon as the elder spoke, the other angry elders calmed down a little, and a thoughtful look flashed in their eyes.
Indeed, the motives behind the Heavenly Phoenix Clan's actions are highly suspicious.
Only Yao Ming felt a sudden jolt in his heart. A guess flashed through his mind like lightning: the target of the Two Heavens Demon Phoenix Clan was probably not Huang Quan himself!
Sure enough, as if to confirm his guess, Huang Tian in the sky seemed to have lost patience and opened his mouth indifferently, his voice resounding in all directions: "I have no interest in your gloomy holy land."
His gaze shifted to the depths of the Nether Serpent's veins, towards the entrance to the Nine Netherworld, and his tone was resolute: "However, that woman hidden deep within the Nine Netherworld, I must take her away today!"
"woman?"
"What woman?"
"How could there be anyone in the Netherworld?"
Countless members of the Nine Netherworld Python Clan were immediately filled with bewilderment, exchanging bewildered glances.
The environment of the Nine Netherworld is extremely harsh. Apart from a few powerful members of their clan, it is very difficult for outsiders to penetrate deep into the area, let alone stay for an extended period.
However, when Yao Ming and several core elders heard the word "woman," their eyes involuntarily flickered, and they suddenly realized what was going on.
Cai Lin, the wife of the Palace Mistress of Zixiao Palace!
"Chieftain,"
An elder with a slightly round face relaxed, stepped forward, and suggested in a low voice, "If the Heavenly Phoenix Clan's target is just an unrelated woman, perhaps—"
The elder's words represented the thoughts of many members of the clan.
They were unwilling to drag their entire community into the abyss of war for the sake of an "outsider".
However, before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a cold snort from Yao Ming in front of him: "Impossible!"
Yao Ming spoke with unwavering resolve, his gaze sweeping over the elders behind him, whose expressions varied. His voice was firm and unyielding: "Today, in full view of everyone, if our clan were to hand over the person under the pressure of the Heavenly Phoenix Clan, how would the other clans view our Nine Netherworld Python Clan? As one of the three major clans of the Demon Beast Realm, our clan cannot afford to lose face like that!"
"But chieftain,"
The elder who had spoken earlier looked troubled and advised again, "The Heavenly Phoenix Clan is powerful, and Huang Tian is even more unfathomable, while our clan—"
Yao Ming was well aware of the difference in strength between the two sides, but he also knew that if he handed the person over, the consequences could be even more serious.
His gaze swept firmly over the crowd behind him, and he said in a deep voice, "My mind is made up. The matter of handing them over is not to be mentioned again! Prepare for battle!"
Seeing Yao Ming's unwavering and resolute gaze, all the words of persuasion that were about to be spoken were silenced.
The elders had mixed feelings, including worry, helplessness, and a surge of fighting spirit.
Yao Ming said no more, turned to an elder beside him, and asked in a low, urgent voice, "Elder Mo, has the urgent message from Zixiao Palace been sent out?"
The old man, known as Elder Mo, nodded hurriedly: "Don't worry, Clan Leader. As soon as the unusual movements of the Heavenly Phoenix Clan were discovered, the message was sent out through the most urgent channel. Judging by the time, Lord Xiao Bai should have received it by now."
However, a hint of worry, as if he wanted to say something, immediately appeared on his face.
Seeing this, Yao Ming frowned slightly, signaling him to continue.
Elder Mo's worry deepened. He cautiously glanced at the heavy atmosphere around him, and finally couldn't help but transmit his voice, "Clan leader, please forgive my bluntness—even if Palace Master Xiao has received the news, but—but as far as we know, Palace Master Xiao—he seems to be only at the Half-Saint level, right? Can we—can we really place our hopes on him?"
Yao Ming paused for a moment upon hearing this.
He was well aware of the enormous gap in strength between them.
But when he thought of Miss Xun'er, the young lady from the ancient clan who personally came to congratulate him at the founding ceremony of Zixiao Palace, the slight hesitation in his heart immediately disappeared.
He took a deep breath and replied telepathically, his tone carrying an inexplicable confidence: "Don't worry, Elder Mo. Lord Xiao Bai—is far beyond what an ordinary half-saint can be compared to. Even if his cultivation is not high, to him, a Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan member might—truly mean nothing!"
Just as the two were exchanging words, Huang Tian in the sky seemed to receive some unseen instruction. His impatience grew more pronounced, and his tone turned completely cold: "Yao Ming, my patience is limited. Have you made your choice? Will you make way, or—extermination of your clan?"
Upon hearing these ultimatum-like words, Yao Ming's eyes darkened completely. He abruptly looked up, staring intently at Huang Tian: "Huang Tian! That's someone from Palace Master Xiao of Zixiao Palace! Have you considered the consequences if you harm her?!"
"as a result of?!"
Huang Tian seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world. He gave a cold laugh, but his smile carried a hint of gloom and determination that was hard to detect.
Ever since he was severely injured by that suddenly appearing, towering dragon, he had been suspicious that there were still top experts in the Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan.
Later, by chance, he learned a chilling piece of news from a member of the Soul Clan who had come to him—
The legendary former Dragon Emperor Zhukun of the Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan is still alive!
Moreover, his strength reached the terrifying peak of the Nine-Star Dou Sheng!
This news filled him with dread, fearing that once the Dragon Emperor escaped, he would purge his Heavenly Phoenix Clan.
With the Soul Clan envoy's veiled hints and promises, he knew he had no other choice.
Only by clinging tightly to the Soul Clan can the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan secure a glimmer of hope for the future!
These thoughts flashed through his mind, but looking at the still "stubborn" Yao Ming, the last trace of warmth in Huang Tian's eyes vanished completely, replaced by endless chill: "Seeking your own death!"
Before he finished speaking, Huang Tian made his move without hesitation!
As he raised his hand, golden light shone brightly around him, and a powerful flame battle aura roared out, condensing in front of him into a golden feather a hundred feet long with edges as sharp as a divine weapon!
"go!"
With a flick of his finger, the golden feathers emitted a piercing sonic boom, transforming into streaks of golden light that tore through the sky and shot towards Yao Ming!
Yao Ming's eyes turned cold as he sensed the destructive energy fluctuations contained in the golden feather, and his heart became heavy.
But he had no way out at this moment. He roared and unleashed his chilling fighting spirit without reservation. He raised his hand into a palm, and the sharp palm wind carried an extreme chill that seemed to freeze space. He fiercely met Jin Yu!
Deep beneath the Yellow Springs, a small dragon, gleaming with golden light, lay on a dark stone. He glanced up at the sky, his eyes seemingly hesitant.
"well...
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It sighed, scratched its head with one paw, and said with a troubled expression, "That Yao Ming is no match for that scruffy bird..."
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Turning its head to look at the colorful vortex behind it, it recalled the anomalies it had sensed earlier and felt deeply troubled.
"boom-!!!"
Golden feathers and the icy giant hand collided violently in mid-air!
A deafening roar instantly reverberated throughout the entire Nether Serpent Vein!
The energy storm swept out like a tsunami, flattening several meters of the surrounding mountains!
However, the difference in strength was simply too great.
The stalemate lasted less than a breath before the icy giant palm shattered under the impact of the endless golden light. Yao Ming felt an irresistible force crashing into his chest like a mountain.
A sweet taste rose in his throat, and his body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily into a huge mountain behind him!
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
In an instant, the mountain rocks collapsed wildly, and dust billowed into the sky, as if the sky had fallen and the earth had split open!
"Chieftain!"
"Chieftain!"
Upon seeing that the clan leader Yao Ming was no match for Huang Tian and was instantly defeated, his fate unknown.
Countless members of the Nine Netherworld Python Clan had drastically changed their expressions and cried out in shock and anger.
"Splash—"
A moment later, a pile of rubble was suddenly pushed aside.
Covered in blood and dressed in tattered clothes, Yao Ming struggled to crawl out of the ruins, his breath extremely weak and his appearance utterly miserable.
"Let's fight them!"
Upon seeing the clan leader in such a miserable state, an elder with a fiery temper turned bloodshot and let out a desperate and furious roar.
"That's it! I'll fight to the death! Even if I can't kill Huang Tian, I'll still self-destruct my battle qi and bite off a piece of flesh from his Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan!"
Many spirited elders and clansmen echoed the roar, their eyes bloodshot as they gazed at the proud Phoenix Sky standing in the sky.
Their tribal dignity had been trampled upon, and their chieftain had been seriously injured, pushing them to the brink of despair.
"The lament of ants."
Huang Tian's indifferent gaze swept over the roaring members of the Nine Netherworld Python Clan below, his sarcasm deepening.
The golden light around him suddenly surged again, and the terrifying pressure of a late-stage Five-Star Dou Sheng pressed down on the entire Nether Serpent Vein without reservation!
"Thump!"
"Ugh!"
Under this overwhelming pressure, the faces of countless members of the Nine Netherworld Python Clan instantly turned bright red.
As if pressed down by an invisible mountain, he struggled to circulate his internal energy to avoid kneeling down, but even that made movement extremely difficult.
Their faces were contorted with humiliation, their eyes filled with resentment and anger.
Use your power to intimidate the entire clan!
Huang Tian was blatantly humiliating the Nine Netherworld Python Clan!
"Phoenix Heaven—!"
Yao Ming stared intently at the figure in the sky with his bloodshot eyes, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked.
His fingernails dug deep into his palm, and blood dripped from between his fingers.
Extreme anger and a sense of powerlessness intertwined, almost threatening to engulf him.
"Heh—Are you angry? Resentful?"
Huang Tian's tone remained calm, as if he were watching an interesting drama unfold, "Unfortunately, all of this was your own choice—"
He slowly raised his right hand, which was surrounded by wildly swirling golden flames.
The immense energy of heaven and earth was drawn in and roared wildly, condensing into a gigantic golden claw that blotted out the sky above its head!
Its patterns are clear, radiating a terrifying aura that can burn mountains and boil seas, destroying everything!
"It's a pity that another race will be lost on this Dou Qi Continent in the future."
As soon as he finished speaking, the enormous golden hand slammed down!
The target was Yao Ming and the area behind him where a large number of elite Nine Netherworld Pythons had gathered!
Before the palm strike even arrived, the terrifying pressure had already distorted and cracked the space, and the ground below began to collapse inch by inch!
Countless members of the Nine Netherworld Python Clan looked on in despair, closed their eyes, and awaited the end of their clan's annihilation.
Yao Ming breathed heavily, staring at the ever-growing palm print of death. Amidst anger and resentment, a deep sense of bewilderment and sorrow welled up within him.
Could it be that the Nine Netherworld Python Clan, which has been passed down for countless generations, is really going to be destroyed by my hand, Yao Ming?
He suddenly turned his head, his gaze fixed on the north.
That's Zhongzhou, the direction of Zixiao Palace!
Why—there's still no movement from over there?!
Zixiao Palace, above Leishan Mountain.
Through the dark curtain of flames, Xiao Bai, the Soul Emperor, and the tense Yun Yun, Little Fairy Doctor, Yao Wanhuo, and others below could all clearly see what was happening above the Nether Serpent Vein.
The Soul Emperor glanced at Xiao Bai, whose face remained calm and silent, and chuckled softly with a hint of amusement in his voice, "This Yao Ming is quite a tough nut to crack, and has some sense of responsibility, but unfortunately—he seems to have trusted the wrong person. Palace Master Xiao, what do you think?"
Upon hearing the words of the Soul Emperor, many disciples of the Purple Cloud Palace felt a surge of anger and cursed him as despicable and shameless!
This was clearly him blocking the palace master, yet turning around and mocking him for not going to save people.
"The game is not over yet, Chief Soul, it's a bit too early to be happy."
Xiao Bai spoke calmly and continued, "Huang Tian, who is only a late-stage five-star Dou Sheng, is probably not enough to make a difference, nor can he determine the final outcome."
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"Oh?"
Upon hearing this, the Soul Emperor raised an eyebrow, a strange light flashing in his eyes, and turned his gaze back to the light screen.
At that very moment, the scene within the light screen changed once again!
"Nine colors..."
The Soul Emperor was slightly taken aback, then chuckled and said, "Interesting, but... your seed seems a little insufficient!"