Legendary Clan Chief
Chapter 1193 - 1171: The King of Mountain Gods, The Spirit Monster Clan!

Chapter 1193: Chapter 1171: The King of Mountain Gods, The Spirit Monster Clan!

Thousands of Primordial Stone Cannons vomited flames, a terrifying force stirred up boundless waves in the Void, roaring like Doomsday Thunder.

One after another, fireballs gathered into a Rain of Fire, incessantly falling upon the beast hordes outside the city walls. Many Flaming Magma Cannons fired in unison, filling the entire Void, like harbingers of death, melting vast regions into nothingness.

Faced with the sky-full of cannon fire, these fierce beasts showed not a hint of fear. Instead, their eyes reddened from the splashed blood and bones, endless crimson soaked the Earth, and the corpses of fierce beasts were swept up into the Void by the blast waves.

Above the Sky Vault, dragon roars and phoenix cries echoed without end; the shadows of divine beasts whooshed down, annihilating swathes in their wake.

Yet the ferocious beasts forming a connection between Heaven and Earth surged like tides, wave after wave of them coming forth to die. Within the boundless beast tide, three-star Star Beasts already made up the majority.

"What does this mean?"

Gazing at the surging beast tide, Zi Yun King’s eyes flashed with surprise.

This wasn’t a Conquest; it was plainly a relentless march to death. At this moment, even he couldn’t grasp the strategy of these beasts.

Cannons thundered, divine beasts roared, and Blood Qi obscured the entire Sky Vault. This stretch of Mountain Range was shrouded in a Blood Mist.

The bloody battle persisted until nightfall, with no sign of retreat from the fierce beasts. Nearly a million of them lay dead in front of Falling Moon Bay City Wall, including four-star and even five-star Star Beasts drenched in blood.

Continuous blasts of flame finally caused some Primordial Stone Cannons to shatter under the force’s erosion. Instantly, some War Soldiers sustained severe losses, but without a moment’s hesitation, someone would repair the position, and a new Primordial Stone Cannon would be placed, once again spewing flames.

Similarly, within the city, those hundred-yard Giant Crossbows with arm-thick bowstrings also began to fracture, the continuous barrage throughout the day taking its toll on the soldiers.

However, inside Falling Moon Bay, a new cohort of War Soldiers had long since taken over, allowing those exhausted soldiers to retreat for rest.

"Perhaps they wish to use the Gu Yuan Tribe’s hand to consume these beasts?"

Xiao Chen’s eyes pierced the night curtain, gazing forward as he spoke softly, the thought chilling him.

To die like this, or is there something else?

Impossible!

Zi Yun King’s eyes widened in disbelief, struggling to accept that these beasts, despite their patchy bloodlines and lack of potential—three-star, four-star, even five-star Star Beasts—were actually being sent to die so frivolously.

Suddenly, a flash of realization crossed Zi Yun King’s eyes, as if recalling something, he spoke softly: "Xiao God King may not be wrong. Perhaps there lies the problem!"

Following Zi Yun King’s gaze, Xiao Chen looked toward the depths of Luo Yun Mountain Range. His sight crossed the blaze-filled sky, where deeper in, only the undulating shadows of Mountain Ranges could be seen, like a gargantuan beast lurking within the Earth, ready to devour everything.

"Now it all goes to your Gu Yuan Clan; these fierce beasts’ blood and bones are passable at best," Zi Yun King’s voice rose again.

"I’ve heard a legend before about the Depths of Dragon Fall Mountain Range."

At these words, Xiao Chen turned his gaze towards Zi Yun King.

"They say within the Dragon Fall Mountain Range, the fierce beasts divide into tribes just like humans, with territories and power, inhabited by shape-shifting Beasts. Those on the outskirts of the Mountain Range, if they find opportunity or possess noble bloodlines, have a chance to enter there!"

What!

Xiao Chen was startled. Shape-shifting Beasts, even five-star beasts found it difficult to take human form, unless they were beasts of noble lineage with exceedingly special bloodlines, like the Jiao Long clan, who could shed their beast forms only when they reached kingship.

"It’s not as you think. If there were so many Beast Kings, could the human race still inhabit and thrive in the Great Wasteland?" Zi Yun King chuckled softly, then continued to explain: "The heritage of fierce beasts is ancient and extensive, even surpassing the Hundred Clans of Heaven and even our human race in longevity. Naturally, they have ways of transforming without ascending to Wang Jing, although most prefer retaining their beast form."

"What I mean is, if the beasts deep in the mountain range have structure and strength divisions, naturally there will be strife and scheming."

"Zi Yun King speaks of how the fierce beasts also vie for power, but these beasts appear to number in the millions. To a Beast King, that’s hardly anything, right?"

Xiao Chen pondered, could it be that these fierce beasts, like humans, also fought over territory?

For fierce beasts, once they reach a three-star level, they possess intelligence not inferior to humans. Anyone who treats them as mere beasts doomed to feral living will regret it.

"Based on my guess, the depths of this Mountain Range are guarded by various Beast Kings, each ruling over a large swath of the Mountain Range. This beast tide might be instigated by the Beast King of this particular region."

Xiao Chen mused for a moment, his eyes gleaming. If, as Zi Yun King guessed, this region belonged to which Beast King’s territory, the Gu Yuan Tribe would need to address this issue to enter this land and mine the Mine Vein.

"To find out exactly what the issue is, why not go and ask directly?"

The next moment, Xiao Chen transformed into a streak of light and headed towards the deep Mountain Range.

...

In stark contrast to the all-encompassing Blood Qi at Falling Moon Bay, miles away, there stood a Mountain Peak, ancient and split across its waist, becoming a garden spanning miles.

Even under the veil of night, the garden radiated a gentle treasure-glow; blossoms and herbs vied for beauty, with spirits dancing amongst them.

The scent of medicinal herbs filled the air, mingling into a colorful mist.

In the center of this garden stood a white jade stone table, and a golden-robed youth sat there, idly toying with a wine jug in his hands.

The jug was crystal clear like jade, carved with fine craftsmanship, and brimming with spiritual energy.

Clearly, it was the work of a human craftsman, and most importantly, the jug was carved from a piece of cold jade that had become a spiritual treasure over ten thousand years. To simply turn such a treasure into a jug was a horrendous waste.

At this moment, the golden-robed youth picked up the cold jade jug and spoke softly, "I have been waiting for a while."

Then, as his words faded, he stretched out his hand and filled the opposite cup, also carved from cold jade, with wine.

"I have traveled across the entire Great Wasteland of the Human Realm and visited many places, be it the underwater cities of the Northern Seas or the flaming jungles of the Southern Wilds. I especially love the Blood Wine brewed by the human race."

Seemingly aware of Xiao Chen’s surprise, the golden-robed youth spoke out.

In truth, when Xiao Chen arrived at the summit of this ancient mountain, he indeed was taken aback by the sight before him, the impact of the scene quite overwhelming.

Wild beasts do not usually sip blood and dwell in nests, reeking from head to toe. Yet, here sat a person, a spitting image of nobility, something that only the most ancient aristocratic families and emperor clans would possess, with such depth of heritage.

Xiao Chen quickly recovered and took his place opposite the golden-robed youth, giving a slight nod.

"I am Xiao Chen from the human race. May I ask if you are the lord of this mountain range?"

"Yes, and no."

The golden-robed youth responded ambiguously to Xiao Chen’s inquiry.

"I am Qi Xiu Ya, king by the transformation of this mountain range. I belong to the Spirit Monster lineage and, during the ancient times of the Desolate Wilds, was blessed by heaven and earth to attain divine position. Now, all I can do is linger on."

With a hint of self-mockery, Qi Xiu Ya seemed reluctant to dwell on the past.

However, Xiao Chen understood the reason behind the ambiguous ’yes and no.’ The youth wasn’t saying he was not of the wild beast race, but now, he was indeed mingling with them. Moreover, to the common eye, what difference was there between Spirit Monsters and wild beasts?

This was a problem left over from ancient times when the Beast Clan transformed and created the Demon Realm, and a portion of the forest spirits did the same.

Both wild beasts and these Spirit Monsters lived in the forests, and whether they were considered one or two races had long been indistinguishable.

"So, you are a mountain god."

Xiao Chen responded softly, as a mountain that had taken form in the wilds would indeed be considered a mountain god during the era of the Desolate Gods.

Now, he understood why those wild beasts rushed to their deaths before Qi Xiu Ya without any concern; they were not of the same kin.

Qi Xiu Ya didn’t react much but gestured to Xiao Chen to try the Blood Wine. The two seemed not to bring up the fierce battles happening thousands of miles away.

They continued their casual conversation.

It seemed like ordinary small talk but both parties had already entered a game of wits, neither bringing up the blood battles far away, as whoever spoke first would give away the advantage.

"A few years back, your Jian Mu tree broke free from its shackles and rose to become a Wang Jing. I wonder when the human king will allow it to return to our clan!"

They continued their lively drinking into the conversation until after a full quarter of an hour, Qi Xiu Ya finally broke the silence.

Such audacity!

Xiao Chen swallowed the Blood Wine from his cup and a cold smirk appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Throughout the world, all spirits, mountain ranges, veins of the earth, great rivers and lakes, divine trees, medicinal plants, spirit essence, even the various air currents in the void, the glow of dawn, and cloud formations had the chance to attain divinity through fortune in the era of the Desolate Wilds, giving rise to Spirit Monster Divine Clans. Of course, now they could only be called Spirit Monsters.

Thus, the Jian Mu Divine Tree could be said to belong to the Spirit Extract Monster Clan.

"The mountain god jests. This is an age where divine spirits have fallen silent."

Xiao Chen replied casually, reaching out to take the jug and pour himself another full glass. The subtext was clear: times had changed, and he did not acknowledge such classifications of races.

Qi Xiu Ya certainly understood the implication in Xiao Chen’s words.

In fact, as one of the Spirit Monster lineage, he had his own compelling reasons. Just as Xiao Chen had said, times were different. The operating rules of this world had changed dramatically; divine beings had become extinct. In the previous era’s world order, Spirit Monsters could cultivate to the extreme and attain divinity.

But now, with no hope for divinity, there was no point in discussing it. Spirit Monsters were born from sentient entities, but now, due to the changing world, their ability to transform had become countless times more difficult.

Cultivation brought its own calamity, both from within and from external forces. In the All Heavens and Myriads of Realms, the act of capturing powerful Spirit Monsters to infuse as souls into weapons was common.

In such conditions, the very existence of the Spirit Monster Clan was in dire straits, even on the brink of life and death.

Because transforming was difficult, cultivating was difficult; from their birth, they were met with a calamity, and another calamity as they grew. Between these two calamities, how many Spirit Monsters could truly survive?

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