Chapter 37

There were dark clouds that appeared on the horizon, and they were approaching the Thousand Tides Mountain with rapid speed.

When the Demon Cult members observed carefully, they realized it was that group of giant rats that they saw previously. The giant rats were calling out and running as they covered everything. They were spitting out black mist that didn’t scatter but instead had formed into dark clouds.

Back then, the giant rats were moving in the Dead Sea Black Tide as though they were fish in the water. However, the Dead Sea Black Tide was neutralized by the Demon Cult in an instant, while Helian Zhe was also captured alive.

‘Rat King’ Duobu Jie realized that the situation wasn’t good and quickly retreated with his comrades, while these giant rats retreated with him too.

Right now, they reappeared, and they weren’t as massive as the time they were in the Dead Sea Black Tide. But they were still the size of calves and had fiendish appearances.

The giant rats stopped after reaching the vicinity of the Thousand Tides Mountain and spread out towards both sides. Inside the black mist, there was a giant figure that emerged. It looked like a small mountain peak that was moving and slowly walking out of the black mist.

It was a gigantic wolf! Its black fur was glistening, and its eyes were like dark green spheres of fire. Its jaws were emitting a palpitating howl.

Beside the giant wolf was a huge man who was over two meters in height. As compared to the giant wolf, the figure of the man was pitifully small; however, this man was emitting a horrific qi presence that was worse than the giant wolf.

The giant wolf was following the man blindly. That huge man had a smile that was reckless and insolent. He looked up at the Six Dragons Sovereign Carriage that was hovering above the Thousand Tides Mountain. He might be looking up, but there wasn’t any hint of respect as he was actually sneering.

On the Six Dragons Sovereign Carriage, Xiao Yuntian took a glance at the huge man and said, “Ba Kun.”

Xiao Yuntian had just crossed moves with Ba Kun, and the latter was the leader of the Ten Gallants.

“Devil Wolf” Ba Kun… There was a rumor circulated among the martial artists in the Central Province. It stated that Ba Kun wasn’t a human and was basically a beast wrapped in human skin. He was the most bloodthirsty and wild among the Ten Gallants; he was ruthless, fond of killing, and intensely warlike. He wreaked havoc throughout the Northern Desert and was publicly recognized as the most dangerous and tyrannical person in the Ten Gallants.

However, after taking a glance at Ba Kun, Xiao Yuntian shifted his eyes away. The rest of the Demon Cult members did the same thing. Their eyes were currently attracted by another person.

Beside “Devil Wolf” Ba Kun was that massive black-furred giant wolf. On the top of the giant wolf’s head, there was someone else. With a pure-black overcoat, the man was completely wrapped up by that overcoat with the exception of his face.

The man had a petite figure and was very different from most of the Other Tribesmen. The face that was revealed outside of the overcoat was extremely pale, and there would be the occasional cough, giving off the feeling that he was frail and had many illnesses.

However, no one on the Six Dragons Sovereign Carriage dared to scorn at this seemingly frail man.

“Devil Wolf” Ba Kun was standing beside the giant wolf, and even though he was emitting a fierce presence, he was just like a bodyguard. For this ferocious beast to be obedient and willing to serve, the identity of the man was abundantly clear.

One of the Five Emperors in the Divine Province, the Other Tribe’s Left Sage King, “Black Emperor” Yuwen Xiuzhe.

The man who was completely wrapped in the pure-black overcoat had also looked towards the Six Dragons Sovereign Carriage now. It caused the Demon Cult members to feel a chill in their hearts.

Unlike “Devil Wolf” Ba Kun’s sinister and fierce face, Xiuzhe’s expression was very mild. However, the pressure Xiuzhe gave off was far superior to Ba Kun.

Chen Luoyang sat silently and remained unmoved, but his heart was slightly stirred up.

Xiuzhe didn’t exhibit any cultivation strength, but he gave off a feeling that was even more mournful than the Dead Sea Black Tide that covered thousands of kilometers yesterday.

Martial kings were far superior to martial masters. As expected, martial emperors were on a completely different level as compared with martial kings.

Chen Luoyang’s mind was filled with thoughts, but his face remained nonchalant. He had a relaxed expression as he casually waved his hand at his subordinate.

“Yes, Cult Master.” Zhang Tianheng let out a mischievous smile and lifted Helian Zhe. He walked outside of the main hall and shouted loudly, “Cult Master has issued the decree. The Other Tribe’s Left Sage King, Xiuzhe, is one of the Five Emperors and should be treated with respect. He has specially bestowed a person to be buried along with you.”

After finishing his statement, Zhang Tianheng loosened his grip, allowing Helian Zhe to fall from the Six Dragons Sovereign Carriage. He was falling straight down towards the crater of the volcano.

Helian Zhe only had time to take a glance at the black figure that was on the head of the giant wolf, before he started spinning and falling.

He was rather strong-willed as he gritted his teeth and didn’t let out any sound. Xiuzhe, who was on the black-furred giant wolf’s head, didn’t let out any sound either.

However, in midair, there was a sudden flash of golden light. A giant golden eagle that was gliding in the sky swooped down towards the falling Helian Zhe.

After taking a closer look, it wasn’t actually a giant eagle; it was a person. That person had condensed his martial dao intent and formed a giant golden eagle, which enveloped that person. He was almost like a real avian, soaring in the sky and preparing to catch the falling Helian Zhe.

The person was one of the Ten Gallants, the fifth ranker, “Golden Eagle” Murong Xing. He was a martial king at the 10th Intent Congeal Stage. He was especially adept at movement skills, and when he formed his martial dao intent, he would look just like a golden eagle.

On the Six Dragons Sovereign Carriage, Xiao Yuntian remained calm. Subsequently, the tornado vanished from the main hall and reappeared in midair, obstructing the path of “Golden Eagle” Murong Xing.

Murong Xing’s proficient movement skills allowed him to change directions in midair and dance the air freely.

He might be fast, but the flowing wind was faster than him. Golden Eagle tried to dodge but still ended up as though he was voluntarily crashing into the storm.

In a split moment, there was a golden light that sprinkled down. It was as if the golden eagle’s feathers had been ripped off by the storm.

At the same moment Xiao Yuntian made a move, “Devil Wolf” Ba Kun let out a sinister smile and climbed up the Thousand Tides Mountain with rapid speed. Subsequently, he stomped on the ground forcefully.

As the rocks on the mountain shattered into pieces, Ba Kun’s entire body was shooting straight to the sky like a human arrow. There was a vicious and tyrannical saber light that was like the harshest northern winds of the Northern Desert Outwalls. It felt as though it was going to split heaven and earth apart.

He might not be as nimble and agile like the wind, but this quick and violent saber was going to split the storm in two.

Xiao Yuntian temporarily gave up on “Golden Eagle” Murong Xing and confronted “Devil Wolf” Ba Kun first.

Murong Xing then took the opportunity to fly downwards again, but there was another person who descended from the Six Dragons Sovereign Carriage. It was the governor of the Qian Prefecture, Protector Kuafu, Wang Dubao.

After suffering injuries from the Other Tribe’s Blood Soul Curse, Wang Dubao had yet to fully recover. However, after being made use of by the enemy to assassinate his own cult master, it was something that utterly humiliated this Demon Cult Protector.

The Qian Prefecture was his territory. How could he still peacefully recuperate right now? He immediately invigorated himself forcefully and asked for Chen Luoyang’s permission to join the battle.

Chen Luoyang didn’t give any answer, but he didn’t stop Wang Dubao either. Chen Luoyang was currently looking at the Other Tribe’s Left Sage King Xiuzhe. When Helian Zhe fell from the sky earlier, Xiuzhe was completely calm, and he didn’t seem to be affected.

When “Golden Eagle” Murong Xing caught hold of Helian Zhe just above the volcano’s crater, Xiuzhe remained unmoved too.

Now that the Demon Cult’s Wang Dubao was chasing after Murong Xing and Helian Zhe was in danger again, Xiuzhe was seemingly unbothered.

When looking at this scene, Chen Luoyang laughed silently in his heart.

It is because Xiuzhe is excessively concerned, that’s why he doesn’t have any reactions.

Xiuzhe knew deeply that the less concern he showed for Helian Zhe, the safer it was for Helian Zhe. He was simply going to let his subordinates rescue Helian Zhe as he had to keep an eye on Chen Luoyang.

To Chen Luoyang, it was fine if Xiuzhe didn’t come today, but since he came to the Thousand Tides Mountain, Chen Luoyang knew his conjecture was correct.

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