Chapter 4267: Rescue by the Horn

Ling Han's series of words caused the white-haired elder to feel slightly dazed.

He knew very well that Ling Han had not guessed wrongly at all, and that was exactly what had happened.

He indeed did not have many years left to live, but even if he could only live for a few more days, no one would be willing to die sooner. However, those forces clearly told him that once the matter was settled, the Zhu Clan would become a Venerate Tier-level force, at least.

However, if he didn't agree, the Zhu Clan would face destruction tomorrow.

The white-haired elder didn't dare to doubt the words of those clans.

Thus, after much consideration, he decided to throw caution to the winds, and use his remaining life to trade for a bright future for the Zhu Clan.

-Zhu Ming was the profligate descendant that he had chosen from his clan. In any case, he only knew how to eat, drink, and have fun, so it would be fine for him to become this victim that would die in this trap. It could be considered as having contributed to the clan.

He had never imagined that the truth would be more or less pieced together by Ling Han after just a single meeting.

Are you a freak?

Thoughts streaked through the mind of the white-haired elder. He had to kill Ling Han. Otherwise, the Imperial Clans would not spare him, and would even implicate the clan. And if he killed Ling Han, he would be the only one to die, and could still trade his life for the future of the clan.

He couldn't care less!

"Rubbish!" he rebuked harshly, "You killed my beloved grandson, and I want you to pay with your life!"

He moved directly, not wanting to cause any further trouble.

"Run!" Ling Han hurriedly grabbed the empress and Hu Niu, and used the Imminent Skyline.

But now that the Sect Master had moved, how could he escape?

Boom, a large hand stretched out, blotting out the sky and covering the sun.

The white-haired elder didn't care at all that he would implicate the innocent. He directly launched a regional attack with a palm strike, relying on his high cultivation level to kill Ling Han in the simplest and most domineering manner.

All of a sudden, the expressions of the people on the streets changed drastically. F***, what business was it of theirs?

This was too f****** unlucky!

Ling Han immediately took out the bugle horn and blew it soundlessly.

He didn't know whether this thing could affect a Sect Master or not. Previously, he didn't have

the time to do a test at all, but now, he could only put everything on the line.

Sigh, after the Heavenly Dao Flames had been used up, he had directly lost his most important trump card.

A wave spread out. In such a crucial moment, Ling Han naturally did not have the time to adjust the range of effect of the wave. Thus, at the same time, everyone on the streets raised their heads high and howled at the skies.

"Ao!"

No one could be exempted, including the white-haired elder.

In this way, his offensive dissipated on its own. The massive palm instantly disappeared in the air, turning back into the purest energy and Regulations.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

'F*ck! What's going on? Why did I suddenly howl at the sky like a wolf? And at such a critical moment? Could it be that the Wolf Tribe bloodline in my body has awakened on the brink of death?'

However, what the hell was the sudden howling of the wolves from the others? Could it be that all of them were descendants of the Wolf Tribe?

Moreover, what was the white-haired old Sect Master doing? He hadn't faced the pressure of death, so wouldn't it be a lie to say that he had suddenly awakened his bloodline?

The white-haired elder was also dumbfounded. Why had he suddenly howled like a wolf? Furthermore, it was not just him. The others were also howling, as if they were all bewitched. After being stunned for a moment, he hurriedly moved again. He had to kill Ling Han, or he and the Zhu Clan would be finished.

Boom, a large hand appeared once more, interwoven with mystical power and Regulations, exuding boundless killing intent as it struck out at Ling Han.

Again!

Everyone gritted their teeth. They had just dodged a calamity, and it was another strike.

Yet Ling Han was already confident, and had long since prepared himself. The bugle horn was blown again.

Invisible and untouchable ripples spread out, and instantly, "Ao, ao, ao," wolf howls rang out, rising and falling.

Everyone was speechless. 'I'm about to be killed, so why am I still howling?'

The white-haired old man's attack dispersed on its own again. He couldn't help but feel terrified.

Which great elite had moved?

This was too terrifying. He didn't even need to appear, and he had already lost control of his emotions, and began to howl like a wolf. This strength was practically chilling.

He naturally knew who Ling Han was, and also knew that there was a Saint behind Ling Han, who had an astonishing background. If that was not the case, what need was there for those few Imperial Clans to do something so superfluous, and insist on using him to kill Ling Han? Wasn't it just pushing out a scapegoat?

Thus, he immediately thought that since Ling Han had such a powerful background, how could he not have a Dao Protector by his side?

From the look of things now, this Dao Protector had to be Venerate Tier-level, at least, to be able to easily affect him without appearing.

He couldn't help but feel as if his heart had died. Hurriedly, he stopped, and said, "Senior, this old man deserves to die ten thousand times over. Please spare our Zhu Clan, and this old man is willing to bear the consequences!"

Just as he was begging for mercy from the non-existent Dao Protector, Ling Han had already ran out of his range of influence, communicating with the ley lines. Xiu, the Star Steps unfolded, and he instantly disappeared.

After finding the large black dog and the others, Ling Han immediately set up the Transfer Formation and left the planet.

"What, you were ambushed?" When the large black dog and the others found out about the twists and turns of the matter from Ling Han, they immediately jumped up.

Needless to say, this was definitely the doing of those Imperial Clans.

Only they would have such great ability to make a Sect Master-level force obey their commands, and even make an old Sect Master act as a scapegoat.

"The Chang Clan is also involved. Otherwise, they wouldn't have known where Little Han was

at all."

The truth of the matter was very easily pieced together. It wasn't complicated in the first place, but once it succeeded, as long as that old Sect Master of the Zhu Clan stubbornly insisted that it was his own doing, or even committed suicide, then how could the Nine Suns Holy Land blame this on the Imperial Clans?

Moreover, Ling Han and the others were very clear that in truth, the Nine Suns Holy Land

didn't have an Imperial Weapon. It only had a One Star Saint. It was enough to scare people, but if it was really brought to the forefront... then it would be like a paper tiger that would be torn apart with a single poke.

"Motherf*cker, those Imperial Clan bastards still won't stop!" the large black dog cursed.

"That's natural. Little Han's talent scares them. Who knows, he may be able to threaten those Golden Generation members, replace them, and become an Emperor," the little azure dragon said.

This should be the thought of a portion of the members of the Imperial Clans. They thought that Ling Han was a threat. Of course, even more people believed in the Golden Generation, and thought that with this gap of a hundred years, Ling Han was already too far behind. By the time he became a Saint, the competition for the throne would have already ended. Thus, there was no rush to settle accounts now. When a new Emperor appeared, he would naturally be able to crush the Nine Suns Holy Land with a single hand.

After Ling Han returned to the Nine Suns Holy Land, he related what had happened to the Nine Mountains Saint. The Nine Mountains Saint immediately moved, destroying several important herbal planets of the Ziwei, Golden Cauldron and other Imperial Clans as a powerful counterattack.

The five Imperial Clans were naturally displeased, and raised their objections to the Nine Suns Holy Land. However, the Nine Mountains Saint was extremely domineering, and he only said, "You guys caused this disaster on your own. Don't you have any ideas about it?"

The Imperial Clans instantly fell silent.

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