are venture into its depths. If the demonic race were able to withstand the Death Tide, they wouldn't merely dominate the heavens; they would effortlessly ascend to become one of the top powers in exi...White light pervades.
The void twisted and vibrated.
Surrounding the void, a considerable number of cultivators had gathered.
When the long boat entered a range of ten thousand miles, strong figures turned their heads in one direction, eyebrows slightly furrowed: "The cultivators from the Ziyun clan have arrived!"
The Ziyun clan!
At the sound of this name, all the cultivators present frowned.
"The Ziyun clan!"
In the camp of the Nanyang clan, Nanyang Ling, for some unknown reason, a face appeared in his mind, and he immediately felt a strong murderous intent.
A powerful figure has arrived from the Ziyun clan.
But I wonder if the Ziyun Saint in his memory will also come.
If the other party really comes, then the grudge of the death zone should be settled properly.
Every time Nan Yang Ling thought about his physical body being crushed by Zi Yun Sheng, anger would rise within him.
If one were to deliberately make an enemy of him, and then suffer a heavy defeat, there would be nothing left to say.
However.
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Though I hadn't shown any hostility, the other party destroyed my physical body without a word.
This grudge, this hatred.
If it's not thoroughly resolved, he won't be able to swallow his anger.
Then.
Nanyang Ling once again turned his gaze to another clan's camp, the killing intent in his eyes intensifying.
That was the camp of the Bei Li clan.
On the other side.
Bei Li Feng seemed to sense the killing intent in the gaze, and followed its direction. His eyes met Nan Yang Ling's icy stare.
That's it.
A smirk of disdain played on his lips.
At that moment.
The void trembled, and a long ship broke through the air, openly appearing in the sight of all cultivators.
Only a dozen or so cultivators stood on the long boat. The man at the front, in purple robes, stood with his hands behind his back at the bow of the boat. His handsome face showed no emotion.
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“The cultivators of the Ziyun clan have arrived!”
"Hmm... it seems like there aren't many cultivators from the Ziyun clan this time!"
After seeing the arrival, several tribal camps had a slight commotion, but it quickly subsided.
Several monks from different clans discovered an unusual place.
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That's because the cultivators from the Ziyun clan who came this time are few.
You know.
More than a hundred cultivators from other clans arrived.
Looking again at the Purple Cloud Clan, there are barely twenty cultivators on the long boat.
Either the Ziyun clan abandoned their claim to ownership of Heaven and Earth, sending a few cultivators over as a mere formality, or they believe these dozen or so cultivators are enough to seize control of Heaven and Earth.
If it's the former, it's not so bad.
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But if it were the latter, it would mean that these dozen or so cultivators were not ordinary.
As the various clans quietly observed the Ziyun Clan, members of the Ziyun Clan including Shen Changqing were also observing these several clans.
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The Nanyang clan!
North Li clan!
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Scarlet Eye Clan!
Clan of the Cold Whales!
Clan Xianyu!
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When he saw the cultivators from the Five Great Clans, names automatically popped into his mind.
When Shen Changqing saw the Nanyang clan and the Beili clan, he noticeably paused.
This is just a simple text.
Especially when he saw the two familiar faces among the two large clan camps, he couldn't help but smile.
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It takes all sorts to make a world.
This scene.
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...fell into the eyes of Beili Feng and Nanyang Ling, but it was blatant mockery.
"Purple Cloud Saint!"
Bei Li Feng's fist clenched tightly in the shadows, the killing intent in his eyes almost undisguised.
He didn't expect it.
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The cultivators led by the Ziyun clan this time turned out to be the one who had robbed me of my pure stone in the Death Forbidden Zone back then.
When he saw that only a dozen or so cultivators from the Ziyun clan had arrived, Bei Li Feng's heart was filled with a different kind of thought.
Do you know him
In front of the Beili clan's camp, a young man in white noticed the killing intent hidden within Beili Feng's heart and asked calmly.
Upon hearing this.
Bei Li Feng nodded: "He is the cultivator of the Ziyun clan who plundered the pure stone in the death forbidden zone and destroyed my physical body. His name is Ziyun Sheng!"
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"Purple Cloud Saint"
Bei Li asked the heavens, murmuring to himself, yet he realized he had never heard it before.
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On the other side.
Shen Changqing had already put away the long boat, and all the cultivators of the Ziyun clan appeared in the void.
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“The Ziyun clan only brought a mere dozen or so cultivators. Could it be that they are abandoning the claim to sovereignty over this heaven and earth”
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At this time, a cold voice came.
Shen Changqing followed the sound and saw that the speaker was a woman with fair skin, bright eyes, and white teeth, dressed in white.
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In an instant.
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He found some related memories of her in the memory of Ziyunshen.
Xian Yu clan's saintess, Xian Ling.
A peerless genius whose name is recorded on the list of gods.
There is no doubt.
Those who can be ranked on the list of gods, each one possesses power comparable to that of a god king.
Then.
Then, Shen Changqing turned his gaze to the camps of other clans, relevant memories flashing in his mind.
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The pride of heaven!
All the prodigies.
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The leaders of the Five Clan Families were all peerless geniuses, and they were all on the Immortal Ranking.
In Ziyun Sheng's memory, these cultivators were all targets he had once pursued.
That's when.
The fairy who spoke first saw that Shen Changqing didn't answer her question, and didn't even glance at her a few times. A flash of displeasure crossed her beautiful eyes.
"Are all cultivators from the Ziyun Clan so uncultured"
"Hmph, when does the Xianling Clan get to talk out of turn about how powerful the Ziyun Clan is!"
Purple Cloud Fang seized the opportunity and immediately retorted, showing no mercy to the other party.
As soon as these words were uttered.
The fairy's eyes turned cold: "Who are you"
“I am Ziyun Fang, the prospective Holy Son of Ziyun Holy Land.”
"Candidate for Holy Son"
A hint of doubt crossed the fairy's beautiful face.
“I remember the Ziyun clan had quite a few Saint Sons, but I don't recall any mention of a reserve Saint Son ever existing, right”
They are of the same clan.
The Xianyu clan naturally couldn't know nothing about the Ziyun clan.
In fact.
The Fourteen Peaks of the Ziyun Clan's Ziyun Sacred Land are well-known among the Xianyu Clan.
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> It is precisely because I have some understanding that I feel puzzled.
Because in the fairy spirits' impression, each of the fourteen peaks had one saint son, there was never any mention of a reserve saint son.
You don't know the half of it.
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Ziyun Fang sneered.
As he spoke, he also silently observed Shen Changqing's face. When he saw that the other party had no intention of stopping him, courage surged in his heart.
If this were in the past, facing the Saintess of the Xianyu Clan, Ziyun Fang would not dare to be so presumptuous.
The opponent is at least a celestial prodigy listed on the pantheon of gods, with strength far beyond my ability to contend with.
Things are different now.
The Xianyu clan has a prodigy, just as the Ziyun clan also has a prodigy.
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Although Shen Changqing is not currently listed on the God-Ranking List, in Zi Yunfang's view, that is a matter of time. In terms of strength, he is arguably no weaker than those heavenly prodigies from other clans.
There is one more thing.
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Since the Python Emperor only sent them, it means the other party believes that with their strength, they are still qualified to win the clan's ownership even when facing hundreds of cultivators from other clans.
One knows best about one's own affairs.
Although one's own strength is not weak, to be able to rival most of the strong individuals from the Xianyu clan is impossible.
Therefore.
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The only possibility left is...
The Python Emperor believed that relying solely on this Holy Son would be enough to directly close the gap in the number of cultivators.
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From the Beili clan, Beili Wen Tian sneered and spoke: “It seems that the Ziyun clan has undergone some changes. That’s not bad either. If anyone could be called Saint Son, it would be a disgrace to us.”
The mighty Ziyun clan, not even a single prodigy who could be enshrined on the Immortal's List! It's truly laughable!
"What are you, to dare to speak ill of my Purple Cloud clan!"
Ziyun Fang spat, her eyes full of disdain.
And that's a wrap.
Let Bei Li ask the sky eyes suddenly turned cold, directly a palm toward Zi Yun Fang bombarded past.
The power of fear is like the sky cracking and the earth splitting.
All the surrounding void, exploded with a deafening roar.
"No good!"
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The color of Ziyun's face changed instantly. A strong sense of warning flashed in her heart, as if the power contained within that palm strike was something she couldn't possibly withstand.
Just as he was about to make a desperate attempt.
Suddenly, Shen Changqing, who had been motionless all along, extended his hand. His index finger silently pointed out.
A moment.
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That terrifying power that had shattered the heavens and earth had vanished without a trace, as if it had never existed at all.
Only a healing space would explain what just happened.
See here.
All the cultivators from every clan's camp, their pupils suddenly contracted. When they looked at Shen Changqing again, their eyes were filled with heavy gravity.
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"Didn't expect the Ziyun clan to actually produce a powerful expert worthy of recognition!"
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Bei Li asked the heavens about their complexion, his face solemn. He no longer had any trace of contempt.
Masters clash.
With just a move or two, one can gauge the depth of each other.
The moment Shen Changqing made his move, he already felt a powerful threat.
It is obvious.
The other party's strength will definitely not be much weaker than their own, otherwise they wouldn't give off such a feeling.
The fairy's beautiful eyes stared fixedly at the other person, her cold voice asking: "Who are you I don't remember the Ziyun clan having such a strong warrior."
"I am Ziyun Saint!"
Shen Changqing gave a faint smile and replied casually.
Purple Cloud Saint!
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Upon hearing this name, most of the cultivators from several clan camps flashed a hint of confusion.
Can't do it.
The Saint Son of the Ziyun Clan is different from the Saint Sons of other clans. The Saint Sons of other clans are unique and naturally have a considerable reputation.
The Ziyun clan originally had a considerable number of Saint Sons, and each one wasn't particularly powerful. Although they had some reputation within the clan, few people outside knew about them.
However.
Since Shen Changqing's just move, the three words Ziyun Sheng have deeply entered the hearts of all clans.
“His strength, could it really be this strong!”
In the camp of the Nanyang clan, Nanyang Ling's eyes were filled with disbelief.
He was very clear about Bei Li Wen Tian's strength, just to what extent it had reached.
The opponent is a proud son of heaven who has ascended to the list of gods. The fact that such a powerful being is treated seriously by Bei Li Wentian shows that in his eyes, Zi Yun Sheng is almost an equal in strength.
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