467 Executing Haiyun (1/2)

Under Zhao Feng’s gaze, the entire Broken Moon Clan was obedient.

Clan Master Haiyun, the Regulations Elder, and the spawn of the Iron Dragon Alliance were all filled with fear, helplessness, and despair.

Just half the time it took to make tea earlier, who would have thought that this youth would be able to control the current situation by himself.

Three Palace Lords of the Iron Dragon Alliance – legendary figures that stood at the top of the Cloud area – had been killed, captured, or injured by this youth.

Ten Core Elders came but didn’t return.

In such a short amount of time, this youth made everyone respect him like a God.

All of this seemed like a work of fiction, but the people here had all witnessed it.

Halfway up the hill, the group led by Yang Gan had just entered the gates, but before they could even report the completion of the first of the forty-nine missions, the situation within the Broken Moon Clan changed.

Actually, not only had the Broken Moon Clan changed, probably the entire Thirteen Countries, or even the entire Cloud area, would have drastic changes.

Yang Gan, Lin Fan, Ran Xiaoyuan, Yang Qingshan, and company felt like this was all just a dream.

In the time it took for a short nap, the era of Clan Master Haiyun had come to an end.

“Brother Zhao is way too strong. Unbelievable! He beat the three Palace Lords!”

“Haha! Finally! We can finally leave this prison. I can’t believe that bastard Haiyun would have such a day.”

“...we almost blamed brother Zhao unjustly.”

While joy filled the hearts of these disciples, there was also guilt.

Cheers started to build up across the Broken Moon Clan, mainly from the lower-class disciples.

A few of the upper echelons, such as Old Zhang and Old Guang, felt proud of old times.

“First Elder, you can die without regrets with such a good disciple.”

Elder Liuyue smiled and said with slight envy.

On the hill, First Elder looked at his nearby disciple before taking a deep breath and patting Zhao Feng’s shoulder.

“Feng’er, I imagined that you would come back to the Broken Moon Clan one day, but I didn’t expect it to be so fast.”

First Elder couldn’t help but sigh.

The two had a lot to talk about and it would take some time.

First Elder was very curious about Zhao Feng’s journey to the Canopy Great Country, but he didn’t ask right away.

He obviously knew that there were still a lot of problems awaiting Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng and First Elder soon descended into the Central Hall, and First Elder’s smile became bigger as he looked at Clan Master Haiyun.

Clan Master Haiyun’s face was red and full of hatred. His eyes were still twinkling, giving the impression that he still had a plan.

Zhao Feng didn’t really care about Master Haiyun.

As of right now, the two seemed to have swapped statuses.

In Zhao Feng’s eyes, Clan Master Haiyun was no different from an ant that could be killed with a flick of his fingers.

“True Lord Tiexiao.”

Zhao Feng’s gaze landed on True Lord Tiexiao, whom the little thieving cat had captured.

Even now, the name “True Lord Tiexiao” shook the hearts of the Broken Moon Clan upper echelons.

How magnificent and powerful did True Lord Tiexiao seem back then?

“Zhao Feng, I know what you want. You want my blood contract with the Twelve Clans from back then.”

True Lord Tiexiao’s expression was calm. After all, he was a True Lord Rank that stood among the peak of the Cloud area. He had soon calmed down and found the reason why he was still alive.

Why didn’t Zhao Feng kill him?

True Lord Tiexiao wasn’t doubtful that Zhao Feng had the ability to do so, giving him the same outcome as Palace Lord Bi Ji.

This meant that he had something valuable on him and, with some slight thinking, he came up with the answer.

The blood contract.

Back then, the Elders of the Twelve Clans had signed a blood contract under his threats.

Blood contracts were a power that belonged to the Heaven and Earth. They had a restrictive power that made the Elders of the Twelve Clans unable to betray the Iron Dragon Alliance.

This restrictive power was so strong that even First Elder and company wouldn’t be able to help Zhao Feng if he returned.

“True Lord Tiexiao, you’re very smart. Where’s the blood contract?”

Zhao Feng nodded his head with praise.

He didn’t like to beat around the bush. If True Lord Tiexiao cooperated well, he would consider leaving him with his life.

“The blood contract has been put in a secure and secret location. You have to promise not to kill or harm me, then I’ll give the blood contract to you later.”

True Lord Tiexiao said solemnly.

“Hehe, really? How do I know that you won’t trick me?”

Zhao Feng half-believed and half-doubted as he gave a glance toward the little thieving cat.

Miao miao!

The little thieving cat’s figure disappeared.

True Lord Tiexiao was puzzled. He didn’t say anything, but his expression changed dramatically as he looked inside his interspatial ring.

Shua!

Miao miao!

The little thieving cat appeared again, but this time, he was holding an ancient scroll that had a line of blood on it.

“How is this possible…?”

True Lord Tiexiao finally started to panic and couldn’t believe what was happening.

The blood contract had been hidden in a concealed corner. How could the little thieving cat find it so easily?

Zhao Feng smiled and opened the blood contract before nodding his head.

This blood contract contained the deal between the Twelve Clans and the Iron Dragon Alliance.

It wasn’t weird for True Lord Tiexiao to carry the blood contract around with him. After all, he was one of the four major figures of the Iron Dragon Alliance, and the Thirteen Countries weren’t very important in the Cloud area.

“According to the records, blood contracts are made by the Heaven’s Legacy Race and these scrolls are now extremely rare – especially blank ones.”

Zhao Feng gently touched the blood contract.