501: Chapter 501 Soul Cultivation Heaven, Alliance with Da Zheng

While Hun Tiandi was in secluded cultivation within the Ten Thousand Soul Killing Realm, the invading Void Ancient Dragons were all slaughtered.

Feng Qing'er directed Elder Huang Xuan to begin cleaning up the aftermath.

Liu Ling looked extremely excited as he began butchering the Void Ancient Dragon corpses; after all, every part of an Ancient Dragon was a treasure.

Dragon horns could be used to forge weapons, and dragon scales could make armor. As an Alchemist, Liu Ling naturally knew the preciousness of Ancient Dragon Essence Blood.

With a flip of his hand, he took out jade bottles from his storage ring and began collecting the Ancient Dragon Essence Blood.

“Liu Ling, stop messing around and come eat!”

The Sword-Holding Elder was even more direct and crude. With a flash of sword light, he directly sliced off several hundred kilograms of dragon meat, skewered it with a longsword, lit a fire, and began roasting the Void Ancient Dragon meat.

Soon, the rich aroma of roasted meat filled the entire square.

Whoosh!

The Mud Bodhisattva rushed over and collected some dragon bones that were permeating with Void Dragon Might; these items were precious materials for setting up formations.

He naturally couldn't miss out. After Elder Huang Xuan approached with the elders of the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan,

they were instantly dumbfounded. They looked at each other, seeing only confusion in each other's eyes. Elder Huang Xuan marveled in his heart, “What kind of people are these? They actually dare to eat Void Ancient Dragons.”

Even the Heavenly Demon Phoenixes, who were the mortal enemies of the Void Ancient Dragons, currently had no one who dared to do such a thing.

“You're all here. Don't be polite. The battle earlier took quite a toll, so eat up and don't just stand there watching.”

The small knife in the Sword-Holding Elder's hand twirled as he sliced off two catties of Void Ancient Dragon meat and tossed it to Elder Huang Xuan, who caught it in a fluster.

“How can there be meat without wine!”

After Liu Ling finished processing one Void Ancient Dragon, he looked at the feasting Sword-Holding Elder.

With a flip of his hand, he took out a pile of Spirit Wine from his storage ring, stacking them in front of everyone.

“Don't be polite. These were all brewed by His Majesty. The Dazheng Dynasty has plenty...” Liu Ling opened one, and a rich wine fragrance wafted out, tempting everyone present.

“Good wine!” The Sword-Holding Elder took a sip and praised loudly.

Soon, Elder Huang Xuan also stopped being reserved. Drinking Spirit Wine and eating dragon meat—what a pleasant life.

At the same time, portions of roasted dragon meat were distributed to the members of the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan, and even Feng Qing'er joined in.

Naturally, some was also sent to the Three Phoenixes of the Heavenly Demon Clan...

Black-Corner Region, Dazheng Empire.

A figure left silently. After moving far away from the imperial capital, Chang'an City, the movement technique Demonic Light Ghost Flame flickered, and his speed was like lightning.

In the blink of an eye, he disappeared from sight, racing toward the distant sky.

This figure was naturally the Blood Shadow Clone. The direction he was heading was Cangyun Town, the birthplace of Hun Tiandi.

This time, it was not only a triumphant return to his hometown but also a visit to an old friend.

Three days later, Cangyun Town.

The Blood Shadow Clone, dressed in a black robe, stood at the entrance of Cangyun Town. Looking at the familiar and bustling town, it was still as lively as ever.

Huff!

Taking a deep breath and paying the city entry fee, he stepped into the town. He wasn't in a hurry to get down to business; instead, he bought some snacks his father used to buy for him when he was a child.

Unknowingly, he arrived at the small courtyard where he once lived. Five or six children were playing at the door, kicking a beanbag.

The beanbag landed at the feet of the Blood Shadow Clone, and a five or six-year-old child ran over.

“Big brother, this beanbag is mine...” The child's tender face and eyes were extremely lively as he looked innocently at the Blood Shadow Clone.

The Blood Shadow Clone slowly crouched down, showing a gentle smile. He picked up the beanbag and placed it in the child's hand.

He also gave all the snacks in his hand to the child.

A flash of blood-red light appeared in his eyes, and he was startled in his heart: “This boy is not simple!”

He tapped his finger on his brow, passing down a cultivation technique. Then he stood up, took a deep look at the former courtyard, and did not enter.

As he turned to leave, the child's voice rang out clearly: “Big brother, your things...”

The child then turned around, distributed the snacks to the other children behind him, and they all went home.

Paper Horse Shop!

The Blood Shadow Clone looked at the large characters on the plaque and slowly entered the shop. Behind the counter, a white-haired old man was making paper money, his aged face covered in deep wrinkles.

His cloudy eyes flickered with a sharp light as his keen gaze fell upon Hun Tiandi.

“What do you need?” the old man said coldly.

“Paper money, candles...” the Blood Shadow Clone spoke. The white-haired old man then set out a pile of items, and a bag of gold coins was tossed onto the counter.

The white-haired old man continued to lower his head and stay busy, not caring about the gold coins on the counter at all.

“The Soul Yuan Reincarnation Method has also reached its limit, hasn't it?” the Blood Shadow Clone said indifferently.

As the words fell, the white-haired old man suddenly looked up, his gaze like lightning. A burst of cold death energy surged out of him, like a celestial river bursting its banks.

It pressed down upon the Blood Shadow Clone.

“Who exactly are you? Why do you know the Soul Yuan Reincarnation Method?” the white-haired old man questioned.

“Hun Xiutian, it seems you haven't forgotten that you are a member of the Hun Clan...” The Blood Shadow Clone did not answer the white-haired old man, but instead spoke a name.

“You...” The white-haired old man said in shock. This name was so old that even he had almost forgotten it.

“One of the four Great Elders of the Hun Clan, Hun Xiutian, ranked alongside the former Hun Sheng Tian, Hun Yao, and Soul Yuan Tian, holding high status and great power within the Hun Clan.”

“Of course, your seniority is naturally higher than that of Hun Tiandi. You perished a thousand years ago and were later resurrected by the Soul Yuan Reincarnation Method...”

After the Blood Shadow Clone spoke, the sense of pressure on him slowly dissipated.

He turned and sat on a chair, looking calmly at Hun Xiutian.

“You... are you really him?” Hun Xiutian's eyes widened, and his voice was apprehensive as he asked.

These secrets were known only to the genius of the Hun Clan from back then—the clan leader Hun Tiandi, who, in order to attain the position of Dou Di, not only conducted a blood sacrifice of the Central Plains but also slaughtered his own clansmen.

“Correct. Through a series of fortuitous encounters, I have broken the seal. I shall bring the Hun Clan back to its peak once more,” the Blood Shadow Clone said firmly.

Hun Xiutian smiled bitterly upon hearing this. Back then, the Hun Clan was defeated, the clan leader Hun Tiandi was sealed by Xiao Yan, and the people of the Hun Clan were enslaved by the eight clans, living a life worse than death.

Even if you have broken the seal, what can you do?

“This Emperor has already unified the Black-Corner Region and established the Dazheng Dynasty. I will rescue the people of the Hun Clan, and the glory of the Hun Clan will reappear on the Fighting Qi Continent.”

The Blood Shadow Clone said indifferently, “When the Realm of Death formation was deployed back then, the four Great Elders were not lightly injured. It was the right choice to let you lead a small portion of the Hun Clan's people away.”

“The Soul Yuan Reincarnation Method has also reached its limit. The injuries on your body are affecting you, and your strength is greatly diminished. If you've made up your mind, then come to the Dazheng Dynasty!”

After the Blood Shadow Clone finished speaking, he stood up, gathered his things, and left the Paper Horse Shop.

“Sigh...” Hun Xiutian sighed helplessly.

Outside Cangyun Town, the Blood Shadow Clone knelt on the ground, burned some paper money, and with a flip of his hand, took out Spirit Wine and poured it on the ground. The rich aroma of wine drifted with the wind.

Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan, Purple Bamboo House.

The Three Phoenixes of the Heavenly Demon Clan sat cross-legged, looking at the elegant and peerless Feng Qing'er before them. Each had a solemn expression. The Great Elder of the Phoenixes spoke: “Clan Leader, the three of us have discussed and are willing to ally with the Dazheng Dynasty.”

“Supreme Elder, you...” Feng Qing'er suddenly looked up in disbelief at the three Supreme Elders.

“Clan Leader, over these years, our Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan has never intermarried with other races in order to maintain the purity of our bloodline. The result is that the Heavenly Demon Phoenix bloodline has become weaker and weaker.”

“Although we have tried many things for half a year, they only treat the symptoms and not the root cause.”

The Great Elder of the Phoenixes said.

“Indeed. The reason the Void Ancient Dragons are powerful is not only the purity of their clan's bloodline but also because they have the protection of that Flame Emperor from the Xiao Family.”

“Back then, a dragon phoenix origin fruit appeared in the Ancient Ruins of the Central Plains. Because of the interference of humans, our clan missed the opportunity to become the supreme peak of the magical beast races.”