Martial Arrogance Dragon Soul-Chapter 57 Battle of the Ancestral Beasts

On the other side of Wind Spirit Valley, beneath a mountain cliff.

Guan Changtian, Guan Yun, and Shangguan Feixing were all here.

"That lowlife Qin Qing has escaped again!" Guan Changtian said with some annoyance.

"Hmph, a despicable ant, an ignorant nobody." Guan Yun also huffed coldly.

"This guy’s ability to hide is actually stronger than I had imagined," Shangguan Feixing sneered contemptuously, and added, "A day has already passed of the three days, today we must find him no matter what. If we can’t capture him, just kill him outright!"

Guan Changtian nodded and said, "If we get another chance, we definitely won’t let him escape! Right, there’s another guy who tricked me out of ten Spirit Stones. I’ve looked into it; his name is Gong Yanghe!"

"Gong Yanghe? What’s his background?" Shangguan Feixing asked.

"Never heard of it. We don’t have any prominent families with the surname Gong Yang in the Great Qian Dynasty..." Guan Changtian replied.

"Hmph. Have the small places, small families become so presumptuous now?" Shangguan Feixing scoffed.

"They’re nothing but ignorant!" Guan Yun said with a mocking face, "Having never seen the world, they have no idea how large it is and how insignificant they are!"

"Boom!"

But no sooner had Guan Yun’s words fallen.

Suddenly, a loud noise almost made the entire Wind Spirit Valley tremble violently.

It’s known that Wind Spirit Valley, though only a secret realm created by the Great Qian Martial Institute, is by no means small.

This huge canyon is larger than Tianjue Forest, which stretches across the entire territory of the Great Qian Dynasty.

Creating such a big commotion, a very terrible conflict must have erupted.

"Let’s go!"

Shangguan Feixing ordered in a deep voice.

Immediately, a group of people hurried toward the direction of the noise.

At the same time.

In a narrow valley.

Wind Spirit Valley itself is a huge canyon.

But within this vast canyon, there are countless smaller canyons, ravines, and some intricate caves.

Within this canyon, clusters of black mist were violently rolling and surging.

"Yoyo!"

Large birds called out, flickering in and out of the black mist.

The mystical creatures, the Vermilion Birds!

These were the legendary creatures said to be capable of devouring the Azure Dragon!

If a great divine skill wielder were here, they would see a figure deep within the black mist.

This figure was none other than Mu Yunlan!

However, at this moment, Mu Yunlan no longer appeared as the pampered noble lady of the heavens.

Her entire visage was twisted, and from her eyes, nostrils, and mouth, snakelike black mist poured out incessantly.

This black mist extended forward, entangling three Martial Cultivators within it.

These three Martial Cultivators were naturally the new disciples who entered the Wind Spirit Valley for training.

And at this moment... these three Martial Cultivators were all letting out painful cries as their Martial Souls were extracted from them, escaping their control and then devoured by the Vermilion Birds within the black mist!

After a moment, the black mist dispersed.

The three Martial Cultivators lay on the ground, lifeless and without any sign of breath.

Mu Yunlan let out a sinister cold laugh, and after a moment, everything returned to normal.

Mu Yunlan once again reverted to the appearance of a heaven’s pampered lady, her features delicate and body imposing, carrying an otherworldly and transcendent air.

"To rely on these Low Rank Martial Souls to level up the Vermilion Bird is indeed very difficult..."

Mu Yunlan murmured to herself; she thought of Qin Qing.

"Qin Qing’s Martial Soul was seized, yet he could still awaken a Ninth Rank Martial Soul... If I could devour a Ninth Rank Martial Soul, the Vermilion Bird could at least level up to Eighth Rank!"

A trace of greed appeared in Mu Yunlan’s eyes.

And just at that moment...

"Boom, rumble..."

The loud noise seemed to come from beneath their feet.

At the same time, boulders started rolling down from the cliffs on both sides.

Mu Yunlan soared into the air with a leap, jumping out from the canyon, and stood on the cliff, her gaze surveying the direction from which the sounds originated.

Immediately, she turned into a shadow and flew toward that direction.

...

Qin Qing and Gong Yanghe exchanged glances, both seeing the shock and caution in each other’s eyes.

But at the same time, there was an excitement they could hardly suppress.

Both had realized that the source of the sound was the deep gorge beside them.

The terrain of Wind Spirit Valley Secret Realm seemed simple on the surface, just a long and vast canyon.

But in reality, it was filled with various complex structures.

For instance, the deep gorge in front of them seemed to appear out of nowhere in Wind Spirit Valley, like an abyss thousands of feet deep.

Qin Qing and Gong Yanghe had already climbed to the edge of this abyss.

Looking down from the edge, both couldn’t help but be severely shaken.

This was indeed an abyss thousands of feet deep.

At a glance, the bottom couldn’t even be seen.

At the bottom of the abyss, it seemed that sunlight couldn’t even penetrate directly.

A chilling aura was emanating from within.

What shocked Qin Qing and Gong Yanghe even more was the scene before their eyes.

In the mid-air of the abyss, a huge white flood dragon and a black giant wolf were present.

The reason it was called a "giant" wolf was that this wolf was truly immense, even larger than an elephant, with shiny black fur. Under the blowing wind, the fur of the giant wolf created waves after waves.

Its pair of huge pupils emitted a purple-black glow, as if there was lightning flickering within.

As for that white flood dragon, its body was white and smooth as jade, as if it were carved from the purest mutton fat jade.

At that moment, the flood dragon floated in the void; if not for the two whiskers still undulating in the air, one might even think it was a gigantic white jade sculpture.

"Howl!"

The next moment, the purple-black giant wolf roared and swung its enormous claws, charging at the white flood dragon once again.

The white flood dragon’s pair of red pupils, like a pair of gigantic red lanterns, exhibited fury as it met the purple giant wolf’s attack.

"Boom, rumble!"

"Crack!"

Loud noises continued to come from within the deep gorge.

The cliffs on both sides were continuously blasted open with huge cracks.

Countless boulders, like debris, fell scattered into the depths of the gorge...

"Let’s go!"

Gong Yanghe suddenly grabbed Qin Qing.

"Where to?" Qin Qing asked, puzzled.

"Where do you think? These two ferocious beasts are at least of the Nascent Soul level Ancestral Beasts, right? A battle between Ancestral Beasts, why would that happen? There must be a treasure below, don’t you want to take a chance?" Gong Yanghe extended his thumb, wiping his nose.

"Take a chance?"

Qin Qing’s eyes widened.

"What, scared?" Gong Yanghe said with disdain.

"Hehe!" Qin Qing grinned, standing up.

"What, so you’re backing out now?" Gong Yanghe also stood up, patting his buttocks.

Qin Qing raised an eyebrow, "Backing out? Aren’t we going down? I’ll find a suitable place before we go down, is that not right?"