C1090 On the eve of the great war (1/2)
In the Heavenly Saints Clan, what they believed in was a type of untamed beast, so they all had untamed nature …
After Yan Mo's corpse was carried away, Xiao Zhan slowly woke up and two streams of tears rolled down his face.
This was because he had already guessed that according to his father's temper, he would definitely not choose to continue living.
”Brother, do father and son really not have the bloodline of the clan flowing within them?”
Xiao Yi shook his head, ”Your mother is a member of our family, don't worry, if we can make it through this crisis, I will still choose to live a carefree life with my brothers. I will personally pass on the position of Patriarch to you, and we will bury Second Uncle's death in accordance to the clan's highest ceremony.”
While he was talking, Xiao Yi walked out of the holy abode. He was injured now, and would probably be unable to recover in half a month, so naturally, he would not be able to continue cultivating the Three Lightning Holy Leg.
Since he could not participate in the first stage of the competition, everyone looked at Long Yan. Indeed, Long Yan could even defeat someone with the strength of the second stage, let alone one.
But Long Yan pulled Little Lion in front of everyone.
”This is my brother Little Lion, I believe everyone has seen his strength, his black swirl flame is unrivalled, I promise, in the first stage of the competition, he will win, and he will win very beautifully.”
Everyone nodded their heads. The matter regarding Mo Wuji had finally come to an end …
Little Lion's strength was already unquestionable. It could be said that among all the king level spirit beasts, at least everyone present had never seen a spirit beast that was even more heaven defying than Little Lion.
Of course, Little Lion's black swirl flame was also extremely heaven-defying, and his ability to control fire was something that no one could compare to.
Long Yan's final battle would be against the third stage of strength that was meant to fight against the Myriad Ancestors Return to Sect, and at that time, would also be Long Yan's greatest challenge.
It was indeed so. Starting from the battle with Yan Mo, Long Yan had changed everyone's focus again and again. This was because the second level of Earth Martial Spirit no longer posed any challenge to Long Yan.
”Dark Dragon!” Thinking of that fellow, his fists clenched tightly.
Because this time, Xiao Yi was injured, and the final decision was made. Little Lion would take part in the first stage, the Sky Demon took part in the second stage, and Long Yan took part in the third stage.
There were still eight days left. After they left, they would bury Elder Mo and concentrate on their cultivation.
In the minds of everyone, Long Yan was already the strongest. His words would affect the entire Heavenly Saints Clan and even the Sky Demons would have to ask for Long Yan's opinion.
After returning to his residence, Long Yan continued to meditate while cultivating, not daring to stop for even a second, but with the cultivation at the second level of the Earth Martial Spirit, he was still unable to sense anything. It seemed like he still needed a lot of effort, and a mountain was just like a barrier in front of him;
Long Yan and Little Lion, from their own comprehension, opened their eyes and tried hard. Even if they did not succeed, at least Long Yan and Little Lion together, would not be a match for anyone.
Very quickly, the people from the Heavenly Saints Clan all rushed to the peak of the mountain. On the other side, there was another mountain peak.
Xiao Yi had already completed all of his work, regardless of success or failure, the Heavenly Saints Clan would never compromise, because deep down in their bones, they were beings that would never yield.
The heroic spirit was endless. It was only for the sake of pursuing the ideal, the blood boiled, just for the sake of protecting one's territory. Death was not scary, what was terrifying was that a human had no soul, just like a walking corpse!