NOVPUBChapter 1012 -633: Escaping Troubles (4K)
“If I’m not mistaken, you must be members of the Qing Emperor Clan.”
Li Lingfei, pursued by the natives, exposed their origins.
“They’re from the Qing Emperor Clan?”
Lin Shiyu, upon learning the natives were descendants of the Qing Emperor, one of the Ancient Human Clan Emperors, was greatly shocked.
No wonder this group of natives was so terrifyingly strong.
If their veins carried the bloodline of the Qing Emperor Clan, then it would explain why they were far stronger than most of the geniuses from the Immortal Realm.
“We only wish to rescue those who mistakenly ventured here. We have no intention of offending you.”
Li Lingfei, unable to match the native leader, attempted to resolve the matter through negotiation.
“All who trespass here face only one end—death.”
The native leader’s finger strike landed on Li Lingfei’s Immortal Sword, causing a crack to form on the blade. Li Lingfei staggered back a dozen steps.
“The bloodline of the Qing Emperor Clan… it’s truly formidable…”
Once again, Li Lingfei and Lin Shiyu were awed by the Qing Emperor Clan’s unmatched strength.
A bloodline that birthed an Ancient Human Emperor could never be anything but extraordinary.
It seemed likely that the two of them might not leave this place alive.
The native leader, uninterested in negotiations, pressed the attack. The powerful physique of the Qing Emperor Clan rendered Li Lingfei’s Longsword useless.
Li Lingfei adjusted the blade’s trajectory, stabbing towards the native leader.
With just two fingers, the native leader flicked the sword aside again, further widening the existing crack on its blade.
Li Lingfei’s face turned deathly pale.
The native leader bore the bloodline of the Qing Emperor Clan. His face was adorned with tattoos, hinting he might very well be a figure from the Qing Emperor’s era.
His cultivation level far surpassed that of Li Lingfei.
Simply relying on the Qing Emperor Clan’s powerful physical body, the native leader overpowered Li Lingfei without even resorting to the Divine Skills of his bloodline.
“Die.”
The native leader concentrated his True Qi in his right arm, which now emanated a destructive power capable of annihilating the heavens and the earth.
The Qing Emperor Clan—where the body itself was the ultimate magical treasure.
“Time Reversal!”
At the moment the native leader’s attack was about to destroy her body, Li Lingfei activated Guanghan Palace’s Divine Skill, retreating to her position from several seconds prior, leaving the native leader’s assault striking empty air.
The native leader appeared slightly surprised, clearly unfamiliar with such an ability.
“Hah…”
Li Lingfei took a long, deep breath, her body drenched in sweat.
The Divine Skill from Guanghan Palace was immensely versatile, but forcefully reversing the local flow of time meant contending against the causal forces and Qi Destiny of the world, which drained a significant amount of her True Qi.
“You won’t be able to block my next move.”
The native leader, knowing she couldn’t frequently use such techniques, prepared to land a punch Li Lingfei wouldn’t be able to evade.
“Senior Li…”
Lin Shiyu formed a seal with her left hand, wielding her Immortal Sword to strike at the native leader.
The native leader caught the blade with his bare hand, the sword failing to even scratch his body.
Lin Shiyu was overcome with despair.
Unless her sister, the Mount Taihua Goddess, returned to life, there was likely no hope of defeating the native leader.
The Qing Emperor Clan was absurdly powerful.
Just as the native leader was on the verge of dominantly subduing the two women, a pillar of flame burst forth, tearing through space and piercing the heavens.
For the first time, the native leader’s expression shifted, and he moved his body aside to evade the fiery barrage.
The fire burned through space, collapsing it in its wake, as Spiritual Energy ignited in surging flames.
The native leader turned to see a group of people arrive, led by a man with flaming red hair. “You’ve escaped?”
“Indeed. This time, without the chains binding me, I’m confident I can defeat you.”
The Eight Desolation Fire Dragon fixed its burning red eyes on the native leader, its gaze brimming with intense battle spirit.
The Eight Desolation Fire Dragon had been exiled to this Ancient Star; clashes with the native leader were inevitable.
For the first time, the native leader showed signs of unease when facing the now-unbound Eight Desolation Fire Dragon.
While it was true the Fire Dragon’s cultivation was inferior to that of the Qing Emperor, it trailed by only a tier, or at most, a tier and a half.
“Where did you find this ally? Who is he…”
Li Lingfei and Lin Shiyu, seeing Lu Changsheng and his group arrive with a figure strong enough to rival the native leader, were filled with surprise.
“His Demonic Qi feels familiar… could he be… the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon?”
Lin Shiyu, who had once followed the Mount Taihua Goddess in subduing the Dragon Clan, was not unfamiliar with the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon.
Li Lingfei was equally stunned. “So, the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon was exiled here by the Primordial Goddess?”
“Hmph.”
The Eight Desolation Fire Dragon snorted coldly upon hearing its disgraceful past mentioned once more.
Li Lingfei immediately stopped speaking, cautious not to provoke the Fire Dragon.
After all, the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon still carried the pride of an Ancient Dragon King. If its shameful history were brought up repeatedly in its presence, it could erupt in fury, leaving Lu Changsheng and the others without their strongest ally.
The Eight Desolation Fire Dragon faced off against the Qing Emperor Clan warrior, their invisible auras clashing and colliding.
Both possessed incredibly resilient physiques.
In its true form, the Fire Dragon of the Demon Race was unmatched in durability.
The bloodline of the Qing Emperor Clan likewise crafted an unrivaled physical form.
“In ancient times, you were indeed one of Qing Emperor’s most trusted generals. I don’t know what orders Qing Emperor gave when exiling you to this place, but I’ve been entrusted with the task of rescuing those you’ve trapped in an Ancient Formation.”
“If you release them willingly, I can assure you they will leave immediately, and this matter will end here. They will not spread word of this place nor disturb you again. What is your response?”
The Eight Desolation Fire Dragon, evidently familiar with the native leader, refrained from attacking outright and chose instead to negotiate.
Lu Changsheng observed the Fire Dragon’s measured approach, growing increasingly cautious in his heart.
A demon as powerful as the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon, capable of roaming the Three Realms unchallenged, relied not only on overwhelming cultivation but also on its strategic cunning.
