Chapter 601: The Ambitious Yaksha Tribe
A burst of wild laughter came from the wild world in the distance. The laughter was deafening, and it sounded like thunder in the ears of the people standing on the city wall.
A ray of black air rolled in, and finally gathered together outside Tianyuan City, forming an ugly old man with dark skin, white beard and black hair.
"Old Monster Sang, what are you yelling about?" Mo Jianli glared at this person and said rudely when he saw him appear.
The person who came was none other than Old Monster Sang, a powerful Mahayana master from the Yaksha clan.
"Mo Jianli, Ao Xiao, you two have finally decided to come out of this tortoise shell. Hundreds of years ago when we attacked Tianyuan City, neither of you showed up. I thought you both died somewhere!" The Mahayana of the Yaksha clan sneered and said bluntly.
Hearing this, everyone on the city wall changed color. The combined cultivators of the human and demon races were all filled with anger, but they dared not speak out.
Mo Jianli and Ao Xiao hold such a high status in their hearts, how could they allow others to insult them at will?
But the person in front of them was also a powerful Mahayana cultivator. The cultivators of various races around were terrified of him. So although these combined cultivators were angry, they did not dare to show any abnormality in order to avoid being targeted by the other party.
"Old Ghost Sang, do you want to compete with me again?" Mo Jianli's face turned angry, he took a step forward and shouted coldly.
"Hehehe, Mr. Mo, I would like to compete with you, but unfortunately the devil's calamity is about to come. I think you are going to die in the devil's calamity. There is no need for me to do anything!" Old Monster Sang said bluntly.
"If your two tribes failed to stop the demonic calamity, then our Yaksha tribe would definitely have a share of this land. The cultivators of your two tribes, especially these beautiful women, hehe, someone in my tribe has been looking forward to them for a long time!" Old Monster Sang swept his eyes over the beautiful women on the city wall.
Such malicious gazes immediately made the women pale.
If a Mahayana-level being really sets their sights on them, they will never dare to take a single step out of Tianyuan City again.
"Old Monster Sang, did you come here just to talk nonsense?" At this time, Ao Xiao glanced coldly and said to the Yaksha Mahayana.
Hearing Ao Xiao's words, the pupils of the Yaksha clan Mahayana shrank slightly, but his expression remained arrogant, and he said unceremoniously:
"Old Ghost Ao, I heard that you almost didn't survive the great calamity and your vitality was seriously damaged. I wonder if your injury has healed now?"
"You can tell whether I have recovered from my injury by trying. It is useless to just talk. It is better to let me measure how much you have improved over the years!"
Ao Xiao took a step forward, silver light flickered on his palm, and he spoke as if he was ready to attack.
The combined monks of the human and demon races on the city wall couldn't help but murmur in their hearts when they saw this scene.
The atmosphere is so tense as soon as they meet. Can the plan of the various ethnic groups to unite succeed?
There is a deep blood feud between the human and demon races and the surrounding races. After all, they have been fighting each other for nearly a million years, and countless wars have taken place.
Who hasn’t had a few friends and relatives killed at the hands of these foreigners?
Normally, once they enter the wilderness, when people from these ethnic groups meet, they will inevitably fight to the death. There is no way they can live in peace.
The same is true between Ao Xiao, Mo Jianli and Sang Laogui of the Yaksha tribe. Although they don't fight to the death as soon as they meet, they have fought each other more than ten times.
These Mahayana monks all know clearly what abilities and strengths each of them has. Naturally, Ao Xiao's strength makes the Mahayana monks of the surrounding tribes wary of him.
But even though he is wary of Ao Xiao, Old Ghost Sang is not that afraid of him now. According to the information sent by the traitor planted by the Yaksha tribe among the human race, this old ghost had really given him a hard time during the last great calamity.
It’s hard to say how much strength he still has now, but he is probably not at his peak.
If that's the case, there's no need to be so afraid of him. What's more, with the current strength of the Yaksha tribe, there's no need to be afraid of anyone.
Looking at the two people in front of him, Old Ghost Sang sneered in his heart. Over the years, the strength of the Yaksha tribe has long been the first among the surrounding tribes.
Perhaps we can use this demonic calamity to weaken these small tribes, and then take the opportunity to annex one or two of them.
This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for the Yaksha tribe.
As for the devil's calamity?
Someone had told him long ago that it was impossible for the cultivators from the Demon Realm to gain a foothold in Fengyuan Continent, so he didn't need to worry too much.
"What? Old Man Sang, why don't you take action? Are you afraid of me?" Ao Xiao shouted coldly.
"Hmph, Ao Xiao! How could I be afraid of you? Since you want to fight, I will accompany you. But don't let me expose your weakness!"
As Old Ghost Sang spoke, black energy emanated from his body, and he looked like he was really ready to go forward for a fight.
“Haha, good, good, old ghost Sang, you want to fight with Ao Xiao. This is a grand event that hasn’t happened in thousands of years. It’s a good opportunity for me to see how strong Ao Xiao is!”
A loud laugh sounded from a distance, accompanied by a flash of green light, and appeared in front of everyone in the blink of an eye.
This is an old man with a dignified face, wearing green clothes and of tall stature.
The great elder of the Wood Clan!
Seeing this person appear, Sang Laogui of the Yaksha clan seemed to be afraid. His aura stagnated slightly, but he was not in a hurry to take action.
Ao Xiao only had a silver light flashing on his hand, but did not really make a move. He looked at the newly appeared Mahayana with cold eyes.
"Old Monster Mu, I heard that you were seriously injured by an unknown strong man some time ago. Is this true?" Old Monster Sang rolled his eyes and suddenly started to sneer at the great elder of the Mu clan.
Upon hearing his words, the face of the Great Elder of the Mu Clan suddenly changed and became extremely ugly. How could he feel good when his shortcomings were exposed in front of him?
He looked over with cold eyes: "Good, very good, I didn't expect that you, Old Monster Sang, have already planted spies in my Mu tribe!"
"Same here, Old Monster Mu, do you dare to say that there is no accomplice from your Mu tribe among my Yaksha tribe?"
"Brother Mu, you actually encountered such a thing. It's really pitiful. The devil's calamity is fierce. Brother Mu, you must be careful next time!" Mo Jianli reminded with a kind face.
"Hmph, Mr. Mo, do you think you will be fine after meeting that mysterious strong man? As far as I know, that person is still wandering around our tribes. You'd better be careful!" The great elder of the Mu tribe said indifferently.
Hearing this, everyone present's expressions changed in unison.
With such a strong man lingering around, it would really make people unable to sleep or eat.
"Ahem, fellow Taoists, we are here to discuss cooperation and jointly deal with the disaster of the demonic calamity. Let's let go of the grudges of the past!" An old and peaceful voice sounded.
Then, an old man in white clothes, with white hair and beard and a peaceful face quietly appeared in front of everyone.
The moment they saw this person, a trace of fear flashed in the eyes of the four Mahayana masters from the four clans present.
The Spirit King of the Eldar!
This old monster is probably the most mysterious among the surrounding ethnic groups.
There has always been a legend among various tribes that the successive spirit kings of the spirit tribe are actually the same person, an old monster who has lived for a million years.
If this is true, then this person's strength is extremely terrifying and unpredictable.
Although no one has ever been able to prove this rumor, the Spirit King did not show any particularly strong strength when fighting with Mo Jianli and others.
All his behaviors were those of a well-behaved Mahayana practitioner, but this did not dispel other people's fear of him.
Now, after the Spirit King appeared, his words immediately dispersed a lot of the tension and made the faces of these Mahayana monks calm down.
"Fellow Daoist Ling Wang is finally here, and fellow Daoists from the Shadow Clan, please come out as well. Next, we should have a good talk about how to fight against the demonic calamity!" Ao Xiao's eyes suddenly looked in a certain direction in the distance.
As soon as he finished speaking, the light and shadow in the sky suddenly twisted, and a faint shadow appeared, transparent and almost invisible.
"Brother Daoist Ao's eyes are still so powerful. It seems that the rumors about your great loss of strength may not be true!" Such a voice came from the phantom.
"Haha, fellow Daoist will naturally see how powerful I am during the demonic calamity. To be fair, how about we find a place outside Tianyuan City to discuss this matter!" Ao Xiao said in a calm voice.
With the arrival of Mahayana masters from several tribes , the tense atmosphere just now disappeared in an instant. Sang Laogui from the Yaksha tribe, who had been rude from the beginning, also chuckled, and it seemed as if his previous arrogance had never appeared.
It was as if he was two completely different people from before.
"I have a Tianqing Palace here, which I seldom take out normally. Today it is just right for me to use it to entertain you fellow Taoists. Let's have a good discussion in here!" King Ling said, and a light flashed on his hand, and a miniature green palace appeared.
He threw the palace out, and it immediately turned into a green ball of light and flew into the sky. Then it quickly grew larger and became a huge monster, floating in the sky outside Tianyuan City.
"In this hall, no matter what we discuss or what agreement we reach, we don't need to worry about outsiders finding out!" King Ling stroked his long beard and said with a smile.
"Okay, it's time to have a good talk. No matter what hatred there is, let's talk about it after the demonic calamity is over!" The great elder of the Wood Clan laughed, and then turned into a green light and flew towards the palace.
A look of no taboo.
Seeing this, the others were not willing to be outdone and flew towards the palace one after another.
With so many people, they are not afraid even if the Spirit King wants to play any tricks!
In the blink of an eye, all the six Mahayana tribes that appeared here disappeared into the palace.
On the city wall, only a group of combined monks were left waiting quietly.
After a moment, someone sighed and said, "Hundreds of years ago, the coalition forces of the Yaksha, Shadow, and Wood tribes attacked Tianyuan City, causing countless casualties to our two tribes!"
"Now, they are shaking hands and making peace again. We are even sending each other reinforcements. The situation is changing like this!"
"It is the general trend of the times, and we have no choice but to do so. I wonder what the situation will be like after the demonic calamity. The Yaksha tribe is becoming more and more powerful now!"
"The Yaksha clan has almost as many combined cultivators as our human and demon clans. This clan has the ambition to attack the middle-level clans, so naturally they are eyeing us covetously!"
"Fortunately, there is only one Mahayana in the Yaksha tribe, otherwise the situation would not be optimistic!"
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While these people were talking, in the deep wilderness outside Tianyuan City, a giant man in black armor was walking through a dense forest.
Its body was flashing with black light, with a teasing smile on its face. It folded its arms and flew forward slowly, like a cat playing with a mouse, looking at the hurriedly fleeing figure in front of it.
The person who escaped was a man with green light all over his body. He looked like a cultivator from the Wood Clan, and his cultivation level seemed to be in the middle stage of fusion.
At this moment, the man was running for his life with a look of terror on his face, while he was still shouting: "Black Owl King, if you kill me, my clan's great elder will definitely not let you go if he finds out!"
“Hehe, your clan’s great elder can’t even protect himself, do you think he dares to deal with me? Now that the devil’s calamity is approaching, even if he knows, he can only swallow his anger!” The giant said nonchalantly, his eyes full of mockery.
"You, the Yaksha tribe, have hidden ambitions. Once the surrounding tribes find out, they will definitely unite and destroy your tribe!" the Wood tribe cultivator shouted fiercely.
“Threatening me? If I kill you, who will know that I have already advanced to the Mahayana stage?” The giant man in black armor sneered.
As if he had lost his patience, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the Wood Clan cultivator from a distance. A black Qilin phantom flew out of his hand and pounced on the Wood Clan cultivator.
A strong green light burst out from the body of the Wood Clan monk, and he fought back.
But... in the blink of an eye, a scream was heard, and the man's body fell from the sky. The Yuanying official was swallowed up by the black Qilin shadow as soon as he flew out.
"You've only been practicing for eight thousand years and you've already entered the middle stage of fusion. Hehe, you're a peerless genius of the Wood Clan, how can we allow you to continue growing!" The black-armored giant sneered as he looked at the falling corpse.
"Brother Sang really came up with a good idea. While they are all gathered together to discuss important matters and are not at home, I, a hidden Mahayana, can take the opportunity to hunt down these geniuses from various races!"
"Hehe, the devil's calamity is about to come, and these people are also anxious. They have entered the wilderness to look for resources, wanting to further enhance their strength. I just happened to catch them!"
"Anyway, there's a mysterious strong man who has appeared in this area recently. Killing these people will just frame him. No one will know what's going on!"
"I heard that a genius has appeared in the human race recently. It's said to be extremely mysterious. I hope you don't run into him, otherwise... hehe!" The giant man in black armor smiled coldly, all kinds of thoughts arose in his mind.
If they kill more geniuses from various races, they will face less resistance when the Yaksha tribe annexes the surrounding races in the future.
After quickly cleaning up the body of the Wood Clan genius, the giant man in black armor flashed and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Wandering in the wilderness, he continued to carry out the Yaksha tribe's plan!
