Long Chen opened his mouth with the air of a dead pig unafraid of boiling water, giving neither side any face or a way out. Clearly, the way great clans handled problems was different in the past.
Generally, great clans rarely go to war, following the principle of minimizing major issues and resolving minor ones, leaving room everywhere to resolve issues satisfactorily, without suffering losses or harming their reputation.
But as soon as Long Chen spoke, he blocked all the paths, clearly determined to stick to the end and had no intention of negotiating with him.
Hearing Long Chen's arrogant words, the Jinwu clan experts were shocked and furious. This guy was way too arrogant—they'd never seen anyone this tough.
"Kid, say that again?"
The leading elder of the Golden Crow clan was the vice clan leader, a four-vein Heavenly Saint-level powerhouse, holding high rank and authority, and a domineering character. No one had ever dared speak to him like this in his life. He pointed at Long Chen, trembling with rage.
"You didn't hear clearly, huh? Then I'll make sure you hear clearly." As Long Chen spoke, he walked out of the White Dragon clan's camp and walked step by step toward the deputy chief of the Golden Crow clan.
When they saw Long Chen approaching, the Golden Crow clan experts immediately became tense, some even finding it hard to breathe.
They were nervous—not because they were afraid of Long Chen, but because the flaming staff in his hand was getting closer and closer—it was the treasure they had always dreamed of.
The Golden Crow clan was born from the ancient Fusang tree, equivalent to the mother tree of the Spirit Clan—indispensable. Every child of destiny grows up and receives a branch of the ancient Fusang tree, which is refined into the Fusang seed to nourish their natal flame.
The branches of the ancient Fusang tree are their life-bound divine weapons, but these weapons are not revealed; they serve as auxiliary artifacts for cultivation.
Under their nourishment, branches continuously grow and strengthen. The stronger their power, the stronger the branches grow, and the stronger the branches, the more profound their primordial power becomes.
The branches of the ancient Fusang tree are divided from level one to ten. Simply put, this is the division of the main trunk and branches: the main trunk is level one, the branches level two, the branches level three, and so on, up to level ten.
When the Golden Crow clan powerhouses are born, they are allocated Fusang leaves as seed to awaken the Golden Crow Fire. Once they reach adulthood, branches are allocated according to their talents.
Although every member of the Golden Crow clan has a branch inside their body, this branch can be used as the seed of Fusang to cultivate the ancient Fusang tree.
However, the value of the Fusang ancient tree lies not in its material, but in its age. For a single Fusang tree to mature, it would take at least a million years.
To become an ancestral tree-level existence requires tens of millions of years; without sufficient resources for maintenance, it will take even longer.
Therefore, what the Golden Crow clan lacks is not ordinary Fusang ancient trees, but ancient Fusang ancient trees. Looking at the entire Golden Crow clan, they have only one ancestral tree that can nourish them; no one knows how long it will take for other Fusang ancient trees to mature.
Most importantly, all the resources of the Golden Crow clan were piled up in the ancestral tree, leaving no more resources to cultivate other Fusang ancient trees.
Because there is only one ancestral tree, but the Golden Crow clan has hundreds of millions of disciples, resulting in a situation where there are too many wolves and too little meat.
According to the rules of the Golden Crow clan, when a disciple reaches adulthood, they receive a branch. After refining the branch, they obtain the most essential tree heart, which they use as their life-bound divine weapon to nourish themselves.
Because resources are limited, most disciples can only obtain a level six branch to refine the tree heart, and even the Child of Destiny can only obtain a level four tree heart.
Tree hearts above level three are not allowed by anyone in the Golden Crow clan, not even the clan leader, because that would harm the origin of the ancestral tree and hinder its growth. The ancestral tree is their foundation and absolutely cannot be harmed.
And what Long Chen was holding was a level-one tree heart. Although the Golden Crow clan experts had never seen a level-one tree heart, that didn't stop their guesses.
The terrifying flame fluctuations from the wooden stick in Long Chen's hand had already stirred their hearts. If they could obtain the first-level Tree Heart from Long Chen, it would immediately raise their strength by a whole level—and at that very high level.
Although the Fusang Ancient Tree in Long Chen's chaotic space cannot compare to the ancestral tree of the Golden Crow clan, this tree core is comparable to their clan's second-level tree heart. It can be said that this flaming staff is a fatal temptation to the Golden Crow clan's strong cultivators.
"Deputy Patriarch, go ahead! Take him down and seize the tree heart." A Three-Veined Heavenly Saint transmitted a message to the deputy chief of the Golden Crow clan.
"Stay calm, you must stay calm. Now is not the best time to fight for treasures." The deputy chief of the Golden Crow clan responded, but his aura was clearly fluctuating violently.
There was no other way; it was a call from the depths of his soul. Even he couldn't shake it off. Watching Long Chen walk up to him, he was so nervous he could barely breathe.
When Long Chen alone stood before the Golden Crow clan's powerhouse, at that moment, everyone's hearts leapt into their throats, and even the spectators watching from afar grew tense.
They didn't know Long Chen, but for a Divine Venerable-level disciple to dare stand alone before a Four-Vein Heavenly Saint. It took more than just courage.
At that moment, the young disciples watching from afar were all shocked by Long Chen's courage, their eyes filled with admiration and awe.
In front of the Three Meridian Heavenly Saints, they would be overwhelmed by their oppressive presence, so nervous they didn't even dare speak. Yet Long Chen dared to stand before them alone under the gaze of so many people—this was simply terrifying.
When Long Chen approached the deputy chief of the Golden Crow clan, the flaming staff in his hand nearly touched the vice chief's cheek. At this moment, the vice chief's breathing grew somewhat rapid.
Seeing this, Long Chen forgot all the lines he had prepared to anger the other party. Such a great opportunity—what was there to say about it? He simply waved his hand!
"You shameless bastard!"
"Smack!"
Under the gaze of the masses, Long Chen slapped the deputy chief of the Golden Crow clan across the face. At that moment, the onlookers' jaws dropped to their chests, their eyes nearly popping out.
"Damn, this is bad, why did I use a special move?" After Long Chen finished slapping him, he remembered that his slap technique was famous worldwide, and he might get exposed.
"Whoosh!"
Long Chen finished slapping him, dragged his stick and ran back, taking advantage of the opportunity before slipping away.
"Die
!"
At this moment, the deputy chief of the Golden Crow clan, who had been beaten to a beating, finally snapped out of it. He roared and grabbed Long Chen with a claw.
"Boom!"
The Four Veins Heavenly Saint struck, his heavenly might destroying the world. The void exploded, forming a vortex stretching ten thousand miles. Although Long Chen escaped quickly, he was still covered by the vortex, and in an instant, he was sucked back into the air.
Long Chen didn't resist either, letting his body retreat, while shouting in terror, "Captain of the Guard, save me!" "