232: Chapter 232: The Six Great Demon Clans

"Golden Bloodline!"

"Fight until the final chapter!"

The Young Lord of the Golden Lion Clan shouted, shaking the entire scene.

"Aie!"

"Shi Haokong, why do you have to take all the spotlight!"

Just as the words fell.

To the right of Shi Haokong, a pitch-black giant serpent lay coiled on the ground.

It was dozens of zhang long, its body covered in ink-jade-like scales, with eerie blood-colored runes carved onto every single scale.

Most terrifyingly, it had nine heads!

The nine heads were raised high, sixteen eyes staring forward in unison.

Its vertical pupils were as cold as frost; as its forked tongues flicked, black poisonous mist permeated the air, corroding the ground with a sizzling sound.

The Young Lord of the Nine-Headed Snake Clan—en own source text reference to mythology mythology.

Also at the Peak Soul Transformation Stage.

He was a descendant of the ancient Vicious Beast Xiangliu, possessing the Nine Nether Bloodline.

Legend has it that Xiangliu had nine heads and a human face, devouring countless people, leaving no blade of grass where he passed.

Although en own source text reference to mythology mythology was only at the Peak Soul Transformation Stage, each of his nine heads had its own Divine Ability.

Some spat poison, some spat fire, some spat ice, some could release illusions, and some could tear through space.

With all nine heads out at once, he was invincible within the same Realm.

Behind en own source text reference to mythology mythology followed three more Nine-Headed Serpents, all at the Late Stage Soul Transformation; though they only had seven heads, their combat power was equally terrifying.

"Disgusting thing, keep your venom to yourself."

To the left of Shi Haokong, a five-colored Phoenix elegantly preened its feathers, looking at the Nine-Headed Serpent with a hint of disdain.

The Phoenix was not large, only one zhang tall, but every feather emitted a brilliant light.

Red, orange, yellow, green, and blue—five colors interwoven, dreamlike and illusory.

Its eyes were amber, with stars faintly swirling in the pupils; wherever its gaze fell, everything shone brightly.

Not only that, it trailed long tail feathers, the ends of which burned with the never-extinguishing Fire of Nirvana.

The Young Lord of the Five-Colored Phoenix Clan—Feng Qingyin.

Peak Soul Transformation Stage.

She was a descendant of the ancient Divine Beast Phoenix, possessing the Five-Colored Bloodline.

Legend has it that the Phoenix undergoes Nirvana, being reborn through fire, undying and indestructible.

Although Feng Qingyin was only at the Peak Soul Transformation Stage, her Five-Colored Divine Fire was said to be able to burn all things.

Moreover, she possessed one chance for Rebirth through Nirvana.

This was also the most terrifying talent of the Phoenix Clan.

Behind Feng Qingyin followed three more Five-Colored Phoenixes, all at the Late Stage Soul Transformation, with brilliant feathers and noble temperaments.

The three Vicious Beasts were at the very front, and it was clear they did not get along.

Because they all felt they should lead the Yao Race group, none of them would submit to the others.

Beside their three clans were three other Vicious Beast Bloodlines.

Vicious Beast Bloodline: Heaven-Swallowing Sparrow Clan

At the rear of the group, a pitch-black giant sparrow crouched on the ground.

It was three zhang tall, its body covered in ink-colored feathers with faint dark-gold patterns flowing over them.

Its beak was like a curved hook, incredibly sharp, capable of tearing through space.

Its eyes were blood-red, with a vortex faintly spinning in the pupils, as if it could devour everything.

The Young Lord of the Heaven-Swallowing Sparrow Clan—Quae Wangmang.

Peak Soul Transformation Stage.

He was a descendant of the ancient Vicious Beast, the Heaven-Swallowing Sparrow, possessing the Heaven-Swallowing Bloodline.

Legend has it that when the Heaven-Swallowing Sparrow opens its massive maw, it can devour the sun, moon, and stars.

Although Quae Wangmang was only at the Peak Soul Transformation Stage, his Heaven-Swallowing Divine Ability had already reached Minor Achievement; with one gulp, he could devour the Magic Treasures and spiritual energy of Cultivators in the same Realm.

He could even suck away a person's Primordial Spirit.

Behind Quae Wangmang followed two more Heaven-Swallowing Sparrows, both at the Late Stage Soul Transformation, black as ink with a gloomy Aura.

Next was the Divine Beast Bloodline: Thunder Qilin

In the center of the group, a blue-green giant beast stood with its head held high.

It was two zhang tall and five zhang long, covered in blue-green scales with electric currents surging and crackling over them.

Its head was like a dragon's, its horns like a deer's, eyes like a tiger's, body like a horse's, and hooves like an ox.

It was exactly the legendary Qilin.

Its eyes were purple, with thunderclouds faintly rolling in the pupils; with every blink, tiny electric arcs splashed from the corners of its eyes.

The Young Lord of the Thunder Qilin Clan—Lei Qianjun.

Peak Soul Transformation Stage.

He was a descendant of the ancient Divine Beast Qilin, possessing the Thunder Bloodline.

Legend has it that the Qilin treads on thunder and its roar is like thunder; in its wrath, it can trigger the Nine Heavens Lightning Tribulation.

Although Lei Qianjun was only at the Peak Soul Transformation Stage, his thunder power had reached the limit of the Spirit Severing Stage, and when he erupted with full force, he could briefly match a strike from the Void Refinement Stage.

Furthermore, the Qilin Clan naturally countered all evil and had a natural suppression over the dark Bloodlines within the Yao Race.

Behind Lei Qianjun followed two more Thunder Qilins, both at the Late Stage Soul Transformation, surrounded by electric light and an awe-inspiring Aura.

The final Vicious Beast Bloodline: Profound Ice Chilong

At the edge of the group, an ice-blue Chilong was coiled on the ground.

It was ten zhang long, covered in ice-blue scales with a thin layer of frost condensed on them.

Its head was like a dragon's but without horns, its body like a serpent's, and it had four claws.

Its eyes were white, with snowflakes faintly falling in the pupils; wherever its gaze fell, the air froze into ice crystals.

The Young Lord of the Mystic Ice Chilong Clan—Chi Hanyuan.

Peak Soul Transformation Stage.

He was a descendant of the ancient Vicious Beast Chilong, possessing the Profound Ice Bloodline.

Legend has it that wherever a Chilong dwells, the land is frozen for a thousand miles and snow falls for ten thousand miles.

Although Chi Hanyuan was only at the Peak Soul Transformation Stage, his Profound Ice Cold Qi had reached the limit of the Spirit Severing Stage; with one claw, he could freeze the spiritual energy of Cultivators in the same Realm, leaving them unable to move.

Behind Chi Hanyuan followed two more Profound Ice Chilongs, both at the Late Stage Soul Transformation, with a biting cold Qi.

A Hundred Yao Gathered

Besides the Young Lords of the six top Bloodlines, there were over ninety Yao Race Prodigies below the altar, each being top-tier combatants carefully selected from their respective clans.

There were pitch-black Shadow Leopards, at the Late Stage Soul Transformation, fast as lightning and skilled in sneak attacks.

There were Red Flame Steeds covered in flames, at the Late Stage Soul Transformation, their four hooves treading on fire, unstoppable when charging.

There were Purple Gold Eagles with wings on their backs, at the Peak Soul Transformation Stage; their wings could cover the sky when spread, and their claws could tear through space.

There were Giant Spirit Lizards covered in rock armor, at the Late Stage Soul Transformation, with astonishing defensive power.

Attacks from an ordinary Peak Soul Transformation Stage would only leave a white mark on its body.

There were emerald-green Poisonous Toads, at the Late Stage Soul Transformation; their venom could corrode Magic Treasures, and even those at the Peak Soul Transformation Stage dared not touch it.

Various Yao Races, in different forms and with fierce Auras, their eyes filled with bloodthirsty light.

On the altar, six figures stood side by side.

They were the Clan Chiefs of the six clans.

The Clan Chief of the Golden Lion Clan, Clan Leader Shi Tianba.

His golden mane burned like fire, and his body was surrounded by brilliant golden light, like a blazing sun.

Early Stage Body Integration.

The Clan Chief of the Nine-Headed Snake Clan, the Snake Emperor.

With nine heads and twenty-seven eyes, he stared at the Yao Race Prodigies below, his vertical pupils filled with indifference.

Also at the Early Stage Body Integration.

The Clan Chief of the Five-Colored Phoenix Clan, Feng Tianwu.

Dressed in five-colored feather robes, with a stunning face and noble temperament, her eyes held a hint of worry.

Early Stage Body Integration.

The Clan Chief of the Heaven-Swallowing Sparrow Clan, Que Tianshi.

His body was pitch-black, with only a pair of blood-red eyes flashing in the darkness, emitting a heart-palpitating Aura.

Early Stage Body Integration.

The Clan Chief of the Thunder Qilin Clan, Lei Tiannu.

Surrounded by electric light, his voice was like thunder, making the air tremble.

Early Stage Body Integration.

The Clan Chief of the Mystic Ice Chilong Clan, Chi Tianhan.

His body was ice-blue, surrounded by a biting cold Qi, and a thick layer of frost condensed on the ground beneath his feet.

Early Stage Body Integration.

Six Body Integration Yao Kings, the Clan Chiefs of the six clans, jointly presided over this trip to the ruins.

Clan Leader Shi Tianba spoke, his voice like thunder, making the eardrums of the Yao Race Prodigies below the altar ache.

"The centennial ruins will open tomorrow."

"The hundred of you will enter the ruins representing the Yao Race."

"Inside, you will encounter the Prodigies of the Human Race, and you will find the Legacies and treasures of ancient experts."

He paused, his golden eyes scanning the hundred Yao Race Prodigies below the altar.

"I have only one requirement—kill all the humans."

"The flesh and blood of the Human Race are the best supplements for the Yao Race."

"The more you kill, the more you eat, and the faster your cultivation will grow."

"In the ruins, do not show mercy, do not be soft-hearted, and do not talk about rules; whoever has the bigger fist is the rule."

A hundred Yao Race Prodigies roared in unison, their Demonic Qi soaring to the sky.

Shi Haokong roared towards the sky, his golden Demonic Qi rising like fire, burning away all the surrounding mist.

"Kill all the humans!"

en own source text reference to mythology mythology's nine heads all rose at once, his sixteen eyes filled with madness.

"Eat them!"

Feng Qingyin did not speak; she only lightly shook her wings, her five-colored feathers emitting a brilliant light in the darkness.

There was no killing intent in her eyes, only a high-and-mighty indifference.

It was as if the Human Race were nothing more than ants in her eyes.

Quae Wangmang opened his giant beak and let out a sharp screech, the sound like metal grinding, piercing the eardrums.

In his blood-red eyes, the vortex spun wildly: "Devour them!"

Lei Qianjun took a step forward, the thunder around him exploding with a bang, electric light flying in all directions, forcing the surrounding Yao Race Prodigies back a few steps.

His purple eyes were full of Battle Intent: "If I encounter a Prodigy of the Human Race, I'll strike them dead with one bolt of thunder!"

Chi Hanyuan did not speak; he only opened his mouth and spat out a breath of cold Qi.

Wherever the cold Qi passed, a thick layer of frost condensed on the ground, and even the moisture in the air was frozen into ice crystals.

He used his actions to demonstrate his attitude.