Chapter 364: Chapter 157: Gathering of All Clans, Winds and Clouds Surging!

"If I can cultivate the Marquis’s inheritance, perhaps I could avenge my mother."

"If I can cultivate the inheritance, wouldn’t I be able to establish a Bo Division as powerful as Yongshan?"

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The bustling world suddenly ripples throughout the city at this moment.

Countless figures hurriedly rushed out of the city, all returning to their tribes to deliver the news.

Inside the Food Pavilion.

"If I can obtain the inheritance, I am sure to become a Divine Treasure!"

Shen Can held his wine cup, chatting casually with an elderly stranger nearby.

"Hehe."

The elderly man opposite raised his wine cup, covering his mouth slightly.

"Come, drink."

He was an elderly fellow just passing time in the Ruins Market, without a home, naturally indifferent to any Marquis inheritance.

"Trust me, I am sure to become a Divine Treasure."

Shen Can poured a bowl of wine for the elderly man.

After drinking Shen Can’s wine, the elderly man nodded, "Exactly, exactly, I see you have extraordinary potential; you will surely become a Divine Treasure."

Shen Can felt the old man was decent after all, flattering him after drinking his wine, clearly a courteous person.

At this moment, he looked out from the window towards the center of the city. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

He saw three figures on the Exchange Conference stage, sitting back to back, protecting a small cauldron in the center.

Indeed, there are many courteous people in the Ruins Market.

These three City Lords could set up such a large venue, truly skillful.

Now it seems likely they will let the Bo Divisions attending each make a copy and take it back.

Thinking of this, Shen Can chuckled.

Things would be simple if that were the case.

The difference between a Martial Arts Mark and backup copies is significant; the Martial Arts Mark contains the essence of its application to successfully cultivate the inheritance.

At that time, who gets the original, who gets the copy?

However, that’s not his concern, given the frantic rush of Martial Artists from various divisions earlier, as if their pants were set alight.

A few days later, news arrived at the Ruins Market.

The ranger gathering place at Jinyang Mountain, northeast of the Ten Thousand Spirits Ruins Market, was suddenly annihilated; who made the move was unknown.

In any case, all the rangers at Jinyang Mountain vanished, neither alive nor dead, the vegetation burned, and marks from blades were seen on the stones.

The entire ranger gathering place was turned into a bare wasteland.

When the news reached the Ruins Market, many Martial Artists clapped and cheered.

The rangers at Jinyang Mountain were awful, relying on the Ten Thousand Spirits Ruins Market to survive, frequently robbing tribes and Martial Artists coming for exchanges.

It was said that the rangers had the support of a Bo Division, but due to hiding so secretly, nobody knew which Bo Division specifically.

At least being so close to the Ten Thousand Spirits Ruins Market, with three Divine City Lords here, failing to annihilate this place shows how strong the backing behind Jinyang Mountain was.

As for why Jinyang Mountain was so thoroughly exterminated, including all persons, vegetation and stone.

The sole reason being, at the Exchange Conference, Scorpion Yang brought out the Strongest Fist Technique, a leader among the rangers of Jinyang Mountain.

Although some guessed Scorpion Yang might have been controlled by someone, otherwise, why bring out the Marquis’s inheritance so suddenly.

But what if Scorpion Yang truly found the Marquis’s inheritance?

In this matter, better to eliminate erroneously than damnably let go.

Part of the latecomers decided to go to Jinyang Mountain for a second search even though it had been thoroughly looted.

For more than ten consecutive days, Shen Can roamed within the Ten Thousand Spirits Ruins Market, gathering some news and purchasing seeds of rice and medicinal herbs.

Compared to the unscaled medicinal herb cultivation in Ji Land, there were already large-scale cultivations elsewhere in Yongyi.

Speaking of gathering news, several years ago, before he came to Ji Land from the Giant Mountain Range.

The family member responsible for linking Ji Land and his division, Huo Hou, went south along Guimu River to collect news from Yongyi.

But after several years, Huo Hou has been out of contact, and it seems likely unfortunate now.

One morning.

Outside the Ruins Market City, a booming thunderous sound suddenly erupted, drawing the Martial Artists inside and outside to pause and look.

They saw in the distant sky, as if lightning fell from it, a great mass of thunder clouds surging in.

"Cloud Thunder Wild Eagle, it’s Lei Wanche of the Giant Wilderness Bo Division!"

"How did he arrive so quickly!"

"Nonsense, if you ride this eagle, you’d be fast!"

At first glance, the lightning was outside the city, and before the second glance, it had transformed into a thunderstorm appearing above the Ruins Market.

A colossal Thunder Eagle, spanning several dozen meters, its wide wings flickered with lightning, a silver unicorn on its forehead surged with electricity.

On the Thunder Eagle’s back, a middle-aged Martial Artist commanded the thunder with fierce, unrivaled aura emanating from him.

"Halt!"

Staring at the Thunder Eagle charging into the city, the Great City Lord’s hair and beard danced wildly, unleashing a blood aura like a mountain and sea crashing.

"Chirp!"

But the Thunder Eagle directly flapped its wings, its entire body swiftly gathering thunder to the silver unicorn on its forehead, the terrifying electric arcs distorting the void.

With a thunderous boom, it struck down towards the three City Lords.

"Coming to rob openly!"

While eating breakfast, Shen Can was also attracted by the sudden commotion.

Especially noticing the unimaginably fast Giant Eagle, indeed a precious bird for traveling.

The arrival riding the thunder was fierce and unmatched.

Even the three City Lords combined were struck out by the thunder unleashed by the Giant Eagle.

"The Marquis’s inheritance, hand it over!"

On the Thunder Eagle’s back, the middle-aged Martial Artist raised his hand downward, manifesting a Divine Technique like a sea of thunder.

"Scoundrel, Lei Wanche, you are reckless beyond measure!"

The Great City Lord, struck flying, opened his mouth to spit out a black disc.