95: Arriving at the Immortal Clan

A dominating aura, unmatched in the world, permeated the heavens and earth, causing the strong individuals of the myriad races on the opposite side to tremble with fear.

If not for the three adults personally overseeing them, they would never have dared to oppose Mo Lingxiao; it was truly out of helplessness.

"Mo Lingxiao, your talent is unparalleled; few throughout history can compare to you, but you should never, ever, have opposed us."

The figure enveloped in golden-white light emitted a divine sound.

"If it were possible, I wouldn't want to be your enemy, but ultimately, our positions are different, and there's no right or wrong to speak of."

The Middle-aged man, dressed in white and resembling a human, also sighed.

"Hehehe, Mo Lingxiao, I imagine your blood will be quite delicious; I'm very much looking forward to it," the demonic shadow shrouded in black mist chuckled sinisterly.

"Haha."

Hearing this, Mo Lingxiao merely smiled, then roared, "If you want to fight, then fight! Why waste words? Let me experience the methods of the myriad races!"

Mo Lingxiao's aura surged, reaching a critical point, causing the entire world to shake violently, and the surrounding space couldn't withstand it, splitting into cracks like a spiderweb.

Boom!

Mo Lingxiao, holding a long spear, plunged into the midst of the strong individuals of the myriad races like an extraterrestrial meteorite.

This battle caused the heavens and earth to lose their color; hundreds of millions of miles of land were completely shattered, a scene of broken mountains and rivers, dead and desolate.

Fortunately, this battlefield was a special region of the continent and did not affect the countless realms of the continent; otherwise, this destructive power alone would have been enough to annihilate endless living beings.

The result of this battle was that none of the strong individuals of the myriad races survived; the strong individual enveloped in golden-white light was now dim and lifeless, with his shoulders and abdomen pierced through, beyond repair.

The Middle-aged man in white had his entire arm severed at the shoulder, his white clothes stained red with blood, and his face pale.

The demonic shadow creature surrounded by black mist was the most tragic; half of his head was gone, and he had lost a leg, but his vitality was incredibly tenacious, and he had not died.

However, Mo Lingxiao's figure completely vanished, leaving behind only a long spear broken into two pieces.

The image ended there, and a strong killing intent flashed across Lin Yan's calm face, causing the secret realm to shake violently again, as if it would collapse at any moment.

Big Yellow Dog's usually unserious face became rare and solemn; as the creature who had followed Lin Yan the longest, he could clearly sense even the slightest emotional fluctuation.

"Master, what happened? Is it about Lingxiao?"

Big Yellow Dog asked.

Lin Yan regained his calm in a moment and tossed the jade pendant in his hand to Big Yellow Dog.

After Big Yellow Dog finished reading the contents of the jade pendant, boundless rage and killing intent also rose on his dog face, and he cursed, "Those damn bastards, how dare they?"

"It's a good thing the demon race wasn't involved, otherwise I would have flayed them alive."

"Master, let me go kill these little bastards."

Big Yellow Dog volunteered.

Lin Yan shook his head and said, "I've already deduced it; Lingxiao is not dead, but is in a mysterious state, lurking in a special place."

Hearing this, Big Yellow Dog's anger subsided slightly, and he said in a deep voice, "Even so, we can't easily forgive these dog-bred bastards."

At least, those three must die!

"Don't worry, I've already conveyed this matter to Xiao Lin, and he will handle it personally."

Hearing the name Xiao Lin, Big Yellow Dog shivered and said tremblingly, "Master, you've released Big Brother too?"

From this tone, it's not hard to tell that Big Yellow Dog had a hint of fear towards this being named Xiao Lin.

Lin Yan nodded, his tone devoid of emotion, "Let those three live a few more days!"

Tu Qiang, standing by, was sweating profusely; the usually calm Lin Yan and the mischievous Big Yellow Dog simultaneously displaying such attitudes made him somewhat terrified.

Just a trace of their aura caused Tu Qiang's soul to tremble, as if the heavens and earth were collapsing, and he didn't know who had offended the two... Demon Race Ancestral Land.

A valley with lava rivers flowing through it, illuminating the entire sky in a fiery red, with only the pungent smell of burning and the gurgling sound of lava bubbles.

At the bottom of the lava river, a huge divine source was slowly melting, and from its exterior, it could be seen that the creature inside was also entirely fiery red.

Boom!

The lava river suddenly exploded, splashing countless flames, and a terrifying monstrous beast soared into the sky, hovering in the middle of the valley, the space constantly collapsing under its pressure.

A giant beast, over a hundred zhang tall, hovered in the air, with a dragon's head, deer antlers, lion's eyes, a tiger's back, a bear's waist, and snake scales; its tail resembled a cow's tail, its hooves were like horse's hooves, flames flowed all over its body, and a cluster of fiery red mane grew on its neck, dancing in the wind, adding a touch of majestic aura.

Fire Kirin, the supreme strong individual of the Demon Race!

He was discovered by Lin Yan in his youth and personally cultivated to become a force that shook the continent, suppressing an era, and was then sealed by Lin Yan until now!

A vast and unrestrained pressure startled the entire demon domain.

The moment the Fire Kirin emerged, dozens of powerful demon race strong individuals appeared in the Demon Race Ancestral Land; each of them was a giant-level existence on the continent.

At this moment, their expressions were excited, their bodies trembling, and their gazes were fervent as they watched the giant beast in the sky.

The auras of the four leaders were even more terrifying, far surpassing the rest by a margin; their expressions were respectful, and they shouted in unison, "Welcome, Great One, to your emergence!"

The other strong individuals behind them quickly followed with loud cheers.

"Hmm."

A deep voice, containing endless majesty, resounded.

He then continued, "When I emerge this time, I will no longer slumber; this era will be a golden age, and you all must be prepared."

Everyone's expressions froze for a moment upon hearing this, then they were overjoyed and quickly agreed.

"Alright, I have something else to do; you all need not follow."

"Yes."

No one dared to ask more; the four elders at the very front hesitated, and one of them asked, "Great One, where are you going? Although our strength is meager, we can still lend you a hand."

The Fire Kirin shook his massive head, his voice rumbling, and said with chilling killing intent, "I'm going to kill a few people!"

With that, before everyone could react, his fiery scale light flickered, and he vanished, with only the collapsing space where he had originally stood confirming that everything just now was not an illusion.

Everyone looked at each other, and the four leading elders had extremely solemn expressions before slowly saying, "The news of the Great One's emergence will be temporarily sealed; everything will be discussed after the Great One's triumphant return."

"Yes!"

Everyone disappeared from this space, and the lava valley returned to its calm.

The Immortal Race, a race that calls itself descendants of immortals, one of the Five Great Top-Tier Races on the continent; every member is arrogant and looks down on the myriad races of the world.

Legend has it that their progenitor fell from the Immortal Realm into the mortal world, possessing noble bloodline; relying on a portion of the inherited cultivation techniques within their bloodline, they rapidly rose from obscurity to become one of the Five Great Top-Tier Races on the continent.

Therefore, members of the race have always been haughty; the weaker races that rely on the Immortal Race have often been bullied by them, but they are helpless.

The Immortal Court, which ranks first among the Immortal Race's ten great realms, welcomed a terrifying enemy.

"Demon Race, Kirin."

"I have arrived! Come out and fight!"