Immortal Venerable of the Beast Race
Chapter 570 - 479 Behead the General (No More Today)_1

Chapter 570: 479 Behead the General (No More Today)_1

"Treat us well? Why won’t your Flying Feather Tribe submit to us? We could treat the Flying Feather Tribe just as well,"

Zhao Sheng said mockingly.

"You brought this upon yourself. Don’t blame us for not giving you a chance. Attack, annihilate them!"

Wu Qing’s face was grim as he spoke, and with a flick of his sleeve, a long halberd shimmering with aqua light shot out, heading straight toward Tianji City.

Wu Zhu and other Soul Transformation Cultivators made their moves, some manipulating treasures, some controlling nature’s spiritual energy, attacking Tianji City.

In addition to the twelve Soul Transformation Cultivators, hundreds of thousands of cultivators from the Flying Feather Tribe also launched attacks on Tianji City.

The Heavenly Thunder Monarch formed a spell with his fingers, and high above, a deafening roar sounded as thick columns of silver lightning tore through the sky, striking at Wu Qing and the other Soul Transformation Cultivators.

Zhao Sheng and others also attacked the Flying Feather Tribe’s Soul Transformation Cultivators.

Shen Long formed a spell with his fingers, and specks of red firelight lit up the sky, transforming into massive fireballs that hurtled toward Wu Qing and the others.

He did not use the Art of Transformation to burst out immediately; something felt strange to him.

With the protection of the fifth-rank Formation, Zhao Sheng and the others had fended off the Flying Feather Tribe’s previous assault. Now that the Flying Feather Tribe was attacking again, they must have come prepared.

He observed and noticed that four of the Flying Feather Tribe’s Soul Transformation Cultivators were using Sky-Reaching Spiritual Treasures to attack Tianji City, while the others were either manipulating nature’s spiritual energy or controlling sets of Spiritual Treasures.

A tall man in a blue shirt barely flapped the wings on his back and vanished from the spot.

The next moment, he appeared near Tianji City, holding a glowing green staff in his hand—the staff was merely a Spiritual Treasure.

The man in the blue shirt raised his right hand, and a Silver Talisman shot out, heading straight for Tianji City.

"No, a Realm-Breaking Talisman! Stop him quickly,"

Zhao Sheng exclaimed in alarm, urging them to action.

The Silver Talisman burst instantly, turning into a massive ball of silver light.

Upon contact with the city’s protective Formation, a puff of green smoke rose, and the Spiritual Light dimmed.

Wu Zhu hurriedly waved the red Banana Palm Fan in his hand, unleashing a vast sweep of red flames, which after billowing and rolling, manifested a colossal red Fire Flood Dragon that struck Tianji City with its immense heat.

The Soul Transformation Cultivators of the Flying Feather Tribe increased the intensity of their attacks on Tianji City.

A green light shone above Tianji City, and an enormous Green Giant Brick appeared out of nowhere, falling from the sky onto Tianji City.

The man in the blue shirt brandished his green staff, pounding on the protective Formation.

A red light flared up behind the man in the blue shirt as Shen Long appeared, with a pair of wings flickering with red light on his back.

Just as the man in the blue shirt was about to dodge, a loud bell chimed. He felt as though his Divine Soul was being torn in two, and his body trembled slightly.

A Green Bead String on the man’s chest emitted a blinding green light, and a thick green light screen appeared out of nowhere, enveloping him in protection.

Shen Long wore Thunder Flood Dragon gloves on his hands, and as the gloves radiated bright light, his fists struck the green light screen.

The green light screen shattered like brittle paper in an instant, and Shen Long’s fists crushed the man in the blue shirt’s head to bits, his Nascent Soul escaping from the body.

Shen Long produced a Green Jade Vase and captured the Nascent Soul of the man in the blue shirt.

The fights of those who practice Body Cultivation are just this fast—a single punch can break through myriad spells.

A sharp whistling sound pierced the air as a golden spear flashing with brilliance came hurtling through, its spiritual energy fluctuations revealing it to be a Sky-Reaching Spiritual Treasure.

Shen Long howled to the heavens, his body emitting a bright yellow light as he transformed into a hundred-zhang-tall Yellow Giant Ape.

The golden spear struck the Yellow Giant Ape’s body, emitting a dull thud of metal on metal, but the Yellow Giant Ape was unharmed.

"Shen Long! It’s Shen Long from the Qianyang Realm! Everyone be careful,"

Wu Zhu’s face changed drastically as she urgently warned everyone.

They all knew of Shen Long’s exploits and took him very seriously, which was why the upper echelons of the Tianji Realm had sealed the news.

Previously, Shen Long had disguised himself with a Spiritual Treasure, and the Flying Feather Tribe’s Soul Transformation Cultivators could not recognize him. But now that Shen Long had used the Art of Transformation, the Flying Feather Tribe recognized him instantly.

"Shen Long is indeed in the Tianji Realm!"

A lanky young man in blue robes tightened his expression and muttered to himself.

Bian He, a beginner in Divinity Transformation, a newly ascended soul from the Tianyuan Tribe.

In his hands, he flipped over his palms to reveal a palm-sized golden silkworm in each, their eyes a shimmering silver.

The Silver-Eyed Golden Silkworm, a spirit insect that naturally occurs in male-female pairs and cannot live alone. If one is killed, regardless of the distance, the other dies as well.

With a flick of his fingers, Bian He sent two blue streaks flying out, piercing through the heads of the two Silver-Eyed Golden Silkworms.

He led a team to support the Flying Feather Tribe but was actually there to confirm Shen Long’s presence in the Tianji Realm.

The higher-ups of the Tianyuan Tribe had selected two pairs of Silver-Eyed Golden Silkworms. Bian He took the two males with him, killing one upon discovering Shen Long and two to indicate that three or more Human Clan Soul Transformation Cultivators were supporting the Tianji Realm.

Once Shen Long’s presence in the Tianji Realm was confirmed, the higher-ups of the Tianyuan Tribe would quickly strike at the Human Clan in the Tianyuan Realm.

They were mainly afraid of Shen Long. After all, among dozens of Soul Transformation Cultivators capable of resisting a Sky-Reaching Spiritual Treasure, only a few could, and Shen Long was among the best of them.

Zhao Sheng and other Soul Transformation Cultivators took action, blocking the attacks of the Flying Feather Tribe’s Soul Transformation Cultivators. The city’s protective formation remained unbroken, and the Yellow Giant Ape took bold steps toward Wu Qing and the others.

The Yellow Giant Ape moved swiftly; with each step, the ground violently shook, creating dozens of fissures hundreds of feet wide, into which many of the Flying Feather Tribe’s cultivators fell.

The Flying Feather Tribe’s cultivators beat their wings non-stop, attempting to fly out of the fissures. However, a strong gravitational force appeared, uncontrollably dragging them downwards.

Wu Qing and eleven other Soul Transformation Cultivators also plummeted uncontrollably toward the ground. But that was not all—their heads were adorned with a glow of Spiritual Light as the Dragon Suppressing Seal appeared, smashing down upon them.

A blue light shone brightly over Wu Qing’s body. With a fierce flap of the blue wings on his back, he transformed into a vast blue tornado soaring skyward to meet the Dragon Suppressing Seal.

Five Soul Transformation Cultivators from the Flying Feather Tribe took action to withstand the Dragon Suppressing Seal while another five attacked the Yellow Giant Ape.

Wielding a green giant axe, the Yellow Giant Ape deflected the incoming treasures.

The Dragon Suppressing Seal collided with the five blue tornadoes, which dissipated instantly, as fragile as paper.

Seizing the opportunity, the Flying Feather Tribe’s Soul Transformation Cultivators dodged the Dragon Suppressing Seal.

A barrage of yellow giant fists flew toward Wu Qing.

Wu Qing fiercely flapped the blue wings on his back, unleashing a gigantic blue tornado that swept forward to meet them.

The yellow giant fists collided with the blue tornado, which instantly disintegrated, sending the dense fists hurtling toward Wu Qing.

Wu Qing tried to evade when a resounding bell tolled in his ear, causing his body to tremble.

A flurry of yellow fist shadows successively pounded upon Wu Qing’s Protective Spirit Light, which soon shattered, rendering his body into minced flesh.

His corpse flashed with blue light, transforming into a glowing blue Talisman that spontaneously combusted into ashes.

A hundred miles away in the void, a strong wind blew, and Wu Qing appeared momentarily.

As soon as he materialized, a wave of yellow sonic force swept over him, while ripples danced above his head in the void, and a giant yellow palm appeared, slapping down toward him.

Wu Qing’s face fell, and just as he was about to dodge, another resonant bell tolled, bringing excruciating agony from his Divine Soul.

The yellow giant palm struck his Protective Spirit Light, which dimmed, and the yellow sonic force reached him.

His Protective Spirit Light shattered like a soap bubble, and the yellow sonic force tore through Wu Qing’s body, shattering his internal organs.

The Nascent Soul flew out of his body, enveloped by a blue halo and drawn into a Green Jade Vase.

Wu Qing was the leader of the Flying Feather Tribe. His death threw the tribe’s army into disarray.

"Retreat quickly!" Wu Hao commanded in a deep voice.

The Flying Feather Tribe’s Soul Transformation Cultivators flapped their wings fiercely, vanishing from their original position.

"Chase them, don’t let them escape," the Yellow Giant Ape bellowed, transforming into a yellow Escape Light and pursuing Bian He.

In less than half an hour since the battle began, Shen Long had slain two Soul Transformation Cultivators. The morale of the Human Clan soared. Zhao Sheng and other Soul Transformation Cultivators pursued the Flying Feather Tribe’s Soul Transformation Cultivators with vigor, leaving one to guard their position.

As the cultivators of the Flying Feather Tribe scattered, the Human Clan cultivators courageously gave chase, their battle cries reaching the heavens as various Spiritual Lights flared in the sky.