When the White Dragon Clan's Ten Thousand Dragon Nest entered the Cold Heaven Domain, countless war chariots and flying vessels formed a long queue, stretching endlessly as far as the eye could see.
Before Long Chen could take a closer look at the Hantian Domain, a roar filled with endless rage sounded nearby. Following the sound, he saw a large group of Golden Crow clan experts surrounding the White Dragon Clan's Ten Thousand Dragon Nest.
"You stay here, I'll deal with them." Bai Yingxuan said to Long Chen and the others.
Bai Yingxuan knew that fighting was impossible here; the Golden Crow clan was just spitting and trying to save some face.
After all, last time facing the White Dragon Clan, their people were so scared they didn't dare to make a sound. Now that they had full strength, they wanted to demand an explanation from the White Dragon Clan.
This so-called "seeking an explanation" is basically just saying that it's a misunderstanding, then after everyone argues and the misunderstanding is resolved, everyone leaves, which saves everyone's face.
Although Bai Yingxuan wasn't good at handling such situations, she knew the trick. However, she had no intention of giving them any face.
"Let's go together. I'm best at handling things like this." Long Chen held a flaming staff and used it as a cane as he walked over.
Obviously, Bai Yingxuan, Bai Yingxue, and the others didn't know what Long Chen meant by suddenly having a flaming staff in his hand, but once they heard he was skilled at it, they no longer refused.
Bai Yingxuan said to Long Chen, "We're here to ring the bell this time... Before
Bai Yingxuan could finish, Long Chen smiled and said, "Got it. To ring the bell, you have to get ready—sit on a horse with your waist down, exhale and speak loudly. Only then will it sound loud." Bai
Yingxuan realized that Long Chen was truly clever. With him around, she didn't need to worry about anything. The rest stayed inside the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest, while Long Chen, Bai Yingxue, and more than thirty dual-vein Heavenly Saints of the White Dragon clan followed Bai Yingxuan down from the nest.
At this moment, the Golden Crow clan's powerful warriors had already surrounded the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest. Long Chen was startled by the scene—the Golden Crow clan numbered in the millions.
Among these millions of powerful cultivators, aside from a few thousand elder generation, all were new generation disciples. The weakest cultivation was also at the Eight-Star Destiny level.
"Wow, I've made a fortune."
When Long Chen's gaze swept over the group of elite experts in the crowd, his heart raced wildly, almost drooling.
They were a group of Destined Children—yes, a group, and a huge group, numbering in the thousands.
"A ... Two, no, one... two ... Three ..." Long Chen opened his mouth wide, excitedly pointing at the Destiny Child of the Golden Crow clan, and started counting them.
When Long Chen began counting the Destined Children, the Golden Crow clan's Destined Sons were instantly furious. They had seen humiliation before, but never such humiliation.
"Courting death!"
"Rumble rumble... The
disciples of the Golden Crow clan charged forward. The Sons of Destiny instantly revealed the Destiny Wheel, their violent pressure shaking heaven and earth, creating an astonishing momentum.
More than six thousand Sons of Destiny simultaneously unleashed the phenomenon, the momentum instantly causing countless powerful figures present to cry out in alarm. Seeing this, countless flying ships and warships began to leave their original spots, clearing a large open space, fearing they might be caught in the chaos if a fight broke out later.
Although everyone knew that the Golden Crow and White Dragon clans were terrifying clans and rarely went to war, their presence was indeed intimidating, so it was better to keep their distance.
"No need to count. My Golden Crow clan has over 6,700 Destined Children. Of those who can take your life, at least half are more than half. If you're looking for death, come out and fight." One of the Destiny Sons of the Golden Crow clan shouted angrily.
"Wow, over 6,700 people, on average each tree can get at least two people. Not bad, I'm very satisfied!" Long Chen was extremely excited when he heard the man's provocation. He only heard the number of people, completely ignoring the rest of the conversation—he hadn't heard it at all.
"Bai Yingxuan, your White Dragon Clan disciple killed a disciple of my Golden Crow Clan. You use your cultivation to shield the culprit. Do you think our Golden Crow Clan fears you? If you don't give me an explanation today, don't even think about leaving. "Among the Golden Crow clan's powerhouses, an elder shouted sternly.
Only then did Long Chen notice the old man. He hadn't expected the Golden Crow clan's foundation to be truly terrifying—six Three-Vein Heavenly Saints, hundreds of Twin-Vein Heavenly Saints, and thousands of First-Lineage Heavenly Saints. What's going on with the Golden Crow Clan? Has everyone mobilized and emptied their entire savings?
"What do you want to say?"
Long Chen, wielding a golden staff, stepped forward from the crowd and swaggered right in front of Bai Yingxuan. In that instant, he became the center of attention in the arena.
"Thud"—
afraid that no one would notice the flaming staff in his hand, Long Chen deliberately twirled a graceful flower in the air, lightly struck the ground, and with a muffled thud, the earth centered on Long Chen. Golden divine radiance radiated outward, forming the pattern of an ancient Fusang tree.
"Are you an idiot?" If you can't see again, you're truly blind. After finishing all this, Long Chen looked at them with an arrogant expression.
At this moment, the faces of the Golden Crow clan experts changed. At first, their attention was focused on Bai Yingxuan. Although they saw Long Chen and the flaming staff in Long Chen's hand, they didn't take it seriously.
It wasn't that Long Chen's staff wasn't strong enough, but the Fusang Wood Heart was too strong. As the saying goes, treasures hide themselves; once a treasure reaches a certain level, it automatically conceals its aura and hides its fluctuations, so it's not easy to attract attention.
Long Chen deliberately activated a rune on the heart of the Fusang tree. The ancient Fusang tree's figure appeared across the vast land beneath his feet. Although the pattern vanished in an instant, the scene was utterly stunning.
Not to mention the Golden Crow clan—even cultivators who don't understand flames can see that the long staff in Long Chen's hand is truly a priceless treasure.
Long Chen's action successfully attracted the attention of the Golden Crow clan's powerhouses. When their gaze fell on the Fusang Wood Heart in Long Chen's hand, it involuntarily began to tremble, as if drawn by some force. Divine radiance flowed, and its aura grew increasingly astonishing, as if it had suddenly come back to life.
Long Chen knew this was a resonance between the ancient Fusang tree and the Golden Crow fire. When he looked at the Golden Crow clan's strong warriors, he saw desire, greed, and a surging murderous intent in their eyes. Clearly, they had the intention to kill and seize treasure.
"Kid, your ...!"
A Three Veins Heavenly Saint finally couldn't hold back and shouted at Long Chen.
However, he only spoke half of his sentence. The elder who spoke earlier seemed to hold a very high position within the Golden Crow clan. He waved his hand to stop the old man from speaking, instead coldly looking at Long Chen and asking, "
Kid, who are you?"
The old man stopped the others from speaking, while the Golden Crow clan experts shifted their gaze from the heart of the Fusang tree and neatly looked at Long Chen.
Seeing this scene, Long Chen knew the old man must have used a secret technique to notify everyone. They should pretend to be calm and not exaggerate. The more they acted this way, the more it proved their longing for the Fusang Wood Heart.
"I'm you..."
Long Chen instinctively wanted to take advantage, but seeing the other was too old, he let it go. He said calmly, "I'm Bai Dale, known as Master Bai San. Your disciples are the ones I killed. What can you do?" As
soon as Long Chen spoke this arrogant threat, the Jinwu clan's powerful warriors immediately flew into a rage.