Chapter 13744 An ominous sign

"Elder Yuhuo, the Qin family seems to have found reinforcements." The scout lowered his voice and carefully reported to Elder Yuhuo beside him. There was a hint of nervousness and uneasiness in his voice, which was particularly clear in the silent night sky.

Elder Yuhuo frowned slightly, staring at the dark shadow in the distance with a sharp gaze. There was no emotion on his face, but there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.

"It seems to be correct. They should have obtained the Demon Lord's Black Sky Sword. Are they the only ones who can call for help? We can't?" Elder Yuhuo snorted coldly, his voice full of disdain and anger.

After that, Elder Yuhuo quickly formed seals with his hands, and mysterious runes flowed from his fingertips, forming an illusory light curtain in the air. He muttered something in a low and mysterious voice, as if he was communicating with a mysterious being. As he moved, the symbol of the Feather Clan emerged in the light curtain, and the light flickered.

Almost at the same time, in the Xizhou of the Dazhen Dynasty, among the mountains of the Feather Tribe, a towering peak rose straight into the sky. Above the peak, clouds and mist lingered, like a fairyland. However, in this seemingly peaceful mountain range, a powerful force was hidden.

Following Elder Yuhuo's call, more than a dozen tall and powerful Yu Clan warriors flew out from the mountain peaks. The five-colored wings behind them were fully spread out, and each feather was shining with dazzling light, like a gorgeous rainbow.

These Feather Clan warriors exuded a powerful aura, and wherever they passed, the air seemed to be cut by a sharp blade, making a sharp whistling sound. Their eyes were firm and cold, like a group of warriors about to rush to the battlefield.

At the leader's command, this group of strong Feather Clan warriors turned into more than a dozen streams of light and rushed towards Wangzhou. A larger-scale conflict centered on the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword was about to break out on this ancient land of Wangzhou, and the contest between the various forces would enter a white-hot stage.

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Inside Xuantian Temple, Xuantianzi, wearing a plain Taoist robe, sat alone in the astrology pavilion of the temple, surrounded by various astrology instruments and ancient books. At this moment, he was bored and playing with the compass in his hand. The surface of the compass was engraved with mysterious runes, which flickered with strange light under the weak candlelight.

Suddenly, Xuan Tianzi's fingers froze, and a trace of astonishment appeared on his calm face. The compass in his hand made a crisp "crack" sound without any warning, and one corner shattered, and the fragments fell to the ground.

"What a bad omen!" Xuan Tianzi's face darkened, and his voice was filled with shock and uneasiness. He knew very well that this compass was no ordinary thing. It had been with him for many years and had never made any mistakes. Now that it suddenly broke, it must have indicated that a huge crisis was about to come.

He quickly put down the broken compass in his hand, formed seals with both hands, and muttered something. A faint blue light appeared on his fingertips, and mysterious runes loomed in the air. As he calculated, the temperature around him seemed to drop sharply, and the candlelight in the Astrology Pavilion flickered, as if it would go out at any time.

After a moment, Xuan Tianzi's face turned as pale as paper, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. His body trembled violently, and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, which splashed on the ground, forming a strange blood mark.

“I didn’t expect that this ominous sign is related to Ling Xiao. Who is this Ling Xiao? His future is nothing, and his past is also nothing. Who is this person…” Xuan Tianzi murmured to himself, his voice full of doubt and fear.

He smiled bitterly, recalling that he had pretended to be injured to confuse everyone in order to find Ling Xiao's location. But this time, he was really seriously injured.

The spiritual power in his body was like a wild horse out of control, running around everywhere, making him feel extremely weak. His legs were weak and he could barely stand. He could only lean on the table beside him to barely support his body.

"What kind of existence is this Ling Xiao? How could it be so terrifying?" Xuan Tianzi thought to himself, with a look of confusion and helplessness in his eyes. He looked at the broken compass, as if he saw a storm that was about to sweep in, and Ling Xiao was the center of the storm.

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A group of elite scouts of the Feather Clan hid in a towering stone forest, with their wings folded tightly behind them, and their colorful feathers were faintly visible in the hazy moonlight.

The scouts' eyes were like torches, and they scanned the surroundings vigilantly, not missing any slightest movement. When they were sure that the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword had fallen into the hands of the Qin family, the Feather Clan quickly stopped their aimless search.

Elder Yuhuo was dressed in gorgeous feather tribe costumes, standing at the highest point of the stone forest, his eyes as sharp as an eagle.

He knew very well the weight of this sword. If it was in Ling Xiao's hands, the Yu Clan might be able to stay out of it. But once it fell into the hands of the Qin Family, the power structure of the Dazhen Dynasty would be unbalanced, and the conflicts among the various parties would intensify. Then the entire dynasty would fall into chaos.

"This sword is in Ling Xiao's hands, so we can wait and see for now. But if the Qin family takes it for themselves, the situation in the Dazhen Dynasty will be in chaos, and by then our Yu Clan will find it difficult to remain unscathed." Elder Yuhuo said in a deep voice, a hint of anxiety in his voice.

"How long will it take for the strong men of the family to arrive?" Elder Yuhuo turned his head and looked at a strong man beside him who was also wearing the clothes of the Feather Clan. This strong man had a burly figure, and the wings behind him were wider than those of the others, exuding a powerful aura.

"It will take at most half an incense stick of time!" the strong man said in a deep voice, "However, according to the scouts' report, the strong men of the Qin family are also rushing here."

Elder Yuhuo snorted coldly, with a cold light flashing in his eyes: "No matter what, this sword cannot fall into the hands of the Qin family. Even if it is snatched away by the Holy Hall, it is better than being obtained by the Qin family, the Water Tribe, and Xuantian Temple. Keep a close eye on the people of the Qin family, and never let them return to Dongzhou with the sword, otherwise there will be endless troubles."

"Don't worry, elder. The people of the Qin family haven't set off yet. They seem to be afraid of something and are waiting for reinforcements on the spot. I estimate that they will leave immediately once the reinforcements arrive. I hope our reinforcements can arrive first." A scout stepped forward and reported respectfully.

At the same time, in a valley not far from the Feather Clan, the elite disciples of the Qin Family were on full alert.

Qin Hai, wearing dark golden armor, stood at the front of the team, his eyes fixed on the direction of the Feather Tribe in the distance. "This Feather Fire has obtained the treasure but is still not leaving. It is obvious that they are waiting for reinforcements to escort them. Otherwise, they will not be able to leave Wangzhou safely." Qin Hai said coldly.

Yue Xue frowned, her eyes full of doubt: "Is the Yu Clan crazy? They knew that if they took the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword, they would become the target of all forces, so why did they dare to take the risk to snatch it?"

Qin Hai shook his head and sneered, "They think their plan is thorough and flawless. When we go to their house later, they will definitely deny it and refuse to admit that they took the sword." (End of this chapter)