Divine Wilderness Dragon Emperor

"Heh heh, the Southern Wilderness has been quiet for far too long!" Grand Alchemist Yuan Chun chuckled, a fiery glint appearing in his eyes.

It seemed he, too, was growing eager for action.

For people like them, the fear wasn't in shedding blood, but in never getting the chance.

The gazes of the Lingyun Sect's Elders focused, and they peered into the distance.

Over there, the three Flying Boats of the Beiming Sword Sect had come to a halt. Beishan Jianxiong and the other Beiming Sword Sect Elders were already on their feet, flying over to receive them.

Beside the Dongze Ruins, three flying ships had stopped.

As the Flying Boats stopped, a Light Pattern flashed atop the lead Beiming Flying Boat. An Elder in a black Sword Robe, with white hair and a long beard, strode through the air.

His eyes were as sharp as swords, and as vast as the Star River itself.

With a single, imperious sweep of his gaze, an aura of supreme might enveloped the area, striking fear into the hearts of the Elders from the seven Minor Sects in the distance.

"Greetings, Grand Elder," Beishan Jianxiong said with great respect as he approached.

Although he too was a Nascent Soul Realm Powerhouse, Beichen Xinghe was a top-tier expert who had been famous throughout the Southern Wilderness for many years.

There was still an insurmountable gap between them.

"Greetings, Grand Elder!" All the members of the Beiming Sword Sect bowed in unison.

At that moment, an Elder emerged from each of the other two Flying Boats.

These two were also Elders of the Beiming Sword Sect, and both had reached the Nascent Soul Realm.

Behind them were powerhouses of the Celestial Pill Realm.

At this moment, their gazes were all icy cold. As their eyes swept the area, they couldn't help but look toward the spot where the people of the Lingyun Sect were gathered.

"What is the situation?" Beichen Xinghe's eyes flashed as he looked at Beishan Jianxiong.

"Reporting to Uncle-Ancestor, the people from the Lingyun Sect are still inside the Dongze Ruins. Although many from our Beiming Sword Sect have gone to hunt down that Ling Fei, there has been no word of his death yet. That Ling Fei... is most likely still alive," Beishan Jianxiong replied respectfully, clasping his hands.

"He hasn't been slain yet?" Beichen Xinghe's eyes flashed. "Wasn't he said to be only at the Celestial Spirit Realm?"

"Even if he has a Profound Spirit Treasure for protection, with his Cultivation, how many times could he possibly activate it? As long as our Sect's members are fearless, wouldn't killing him be easy?"

Dissatisfaction was plain in Beichen Xinghe's eyes.

"Uncle-Ancestor, our Beiming Sword Sect members are all desperately hunting that Ling Fei, and many have fallen in the attempt, but there is still no news," Beishan Jianxiong said. "I believe our only option is to send a few more geniuses into the Dongze Ruins, armed with Profound Spirit Treasures."

"It seems that's the only way," Beichen Xinghe nodded slightly.

"Beichen Feng, Beichen Shanling, the two of you will go into the Dongze Ruins and kill that Ling Fei for me." Beichen Xinghe's eyes flashed as he glanced at the two young men beside him out of the corner of his eye.

These were two geniuses of the Beichen Clan.

"Yes!" both young men nodded. They had already been informed of Beichen Yu's death.

They had come here fully prepared to enter the Dongze Ruins and deal with Ling Fei.

"You will all enter as well. Hunt down that Ling Fei with all your might," Beichen Xinghe said to a group of young people behind him.

A full two hundred Profound Pill Realm Cultivators were waiting there.

Many among them radiated a grim killing intent, clearly Cultivators who had been at this Realm for a long time.

"Yes!" Everyone nodded immediately after Beichen Xinghe spoke.

"Good. In that case, I will send you into the Dongze Ruins." Beichen Xinghe's eyes flashed.

With a wave of his hand, he conjured a Sword River that enveloped the group.

WHOOSH!

The Sword River moved, stretching out toward the Qi Vortex of the Dongze Ruins ahead.

However, before the Sword River conjured by his great hand could reach the Dongze Ruins, Light Patterns flickered ahead, and a curtain of light suddenly materialized.

Within this curtain of light, the Five Elements flowed. Five types of Essence Qi seemed to intertwine within, as if birthing a new world.

A vast aura pulsed outward, causing Beichen Xinghe's conjured Sword River to tremble. The people enveloped within felt their qi and blood roil.

'What's happening?' The Profound Pill Realm powerhouses were all filled with astonishment, their eyes glued to the scene ahead.

Beichen Xinghe's expression changed dramatically. His gaze shifted, landing on the mountain peak to his right.

Clearly, Grand Elder Fang had just made a move.

A massive Array Map now floated before the Dongze Ruins' Qi Vortex, blocking Beichen Xinghe from sending the Beiming Sword Sect members inside.

"Fang Zhijing, what is the meaning of this?" Beichen Xinghe's gaze was like a sword, coldly locked on Grand Elder Fang ahead. His deep voice boomed across the marshland.

A powerful aura burst forth from his body.

The sharp Sword Intent emanating from Beichen Xinghe made the Elders from Thousand Lakes Mountain, the Dongze Sect, and other sects feel a deep sense of dread.

"The meaning?" Fang Zhijing raised an eyebrow. "Until my Lingyun Sect disciples have come out, no one may enter the Dongze Ruins."

His deep voice echoed in all directions.

The voice didn't carry an overwhelming aura, but the will contained within it was enough to make his stance perfectly clear.

"Until your Lingyun Sect disciples have come out, no one can enter?" Upon hearing this, Beichen Xinghe's gaze turned cold, a vicious glint appearing in his eyes.

"Do you truly believe the Lingyun Sect is the overlord of the Southern Wilderness?" he demanded.

One by one, the members of the Beiming Sword Sect revealed vicious looks in their eyes, glaring furiously at the people from the Lingyun Sect.

The members of the seven sects were even more astonished.

It had been a long, long time in these past thousand years since the Lingyun Sect had acted so forcefully!

'Let's see how the Beiming Sword Sect handles this,' the people from the Dongze Sect, Thousand Lakes Mountain, and Wind Watching Cliff thought, their faces grim.

They too had just received news of their own disciples falling.

However, given the Lingyun Sect's strength, they didn't dare to act rashly.

Now that the Beiming Sword Sect had arrived, they were naturally happy to watch the situation deteriorate.

This way, they might be able to vent some of their own frustrations.

"Heh, it seems this old man will have to be domineering for once today." Fang Zhijing stroked his beard and laughed heartily. Then, he spoke, enunciating each word, "Today, anyone who wishes to enter the Dongze Ruins must first pass through my Lingyun Sect." After his laughter subsided, his expression turned cold and severe. His eyes blazed with a formidable battle intent, and a palpable killing intent began to spread.

He looked like a sleeping lion that had suddenly awakened and was now revealing its ferocious side.

"It seems the Lingyun Sect knows our intentions." Beishan Jianxiong's gaze darkened as he spoke in a low voice, "Uncle-Ancestor, what do you intend to do?"

Their earlier plan was to send people directly into the Dongze Ruins rather than confronting the Lingyun Sect, precisely to avoid complications and kill Ling Fei with ease.

Now that the Lingyun Sect had uncovered their plan, that approach was clearly no longer viable.

To kill Ling Fei, they would have to suppress these Elders from the Lingyun Sect.

"A genius of my Beiming Sword Sect has been slain. How could we possibly shrink back?" Beichen Xinghe said in a low, heavy voice.

Hearing this, the nearby Elders all wore solemn expressions, understanding Beichen Xinghe's intentions.

Beichen Xinghe's eyes flashed. He withdrew his great hand, pulling the Profound Pill Realm geniuses back to safety behind him.

Then, his gaze hardened as he stared at the assembled Elders of the Lingyun Sect.

"Since Elder Fang insists on putting it that way, then this old man won't beat around the bush. Let's speak plainly," Beichen Xinghe said, his gaze fixed. "Your Lingyun Sect's disciple, Ling Fei, killed my descendant. If the Lingyun Sect does not give the Beiming Sword Sect a satisfactory explanation today, then do not expect this matter to end peacefully."

"Haha, not expect this to end peacefully?" Grand Elder Fang laughed, then shot back, "Your Beiming Sword Sect's disciples entered the Dongze Ruins to ambush and kill members of my Lingyun Sect, only to be killed in return. That is simply a matter of inferior skill, and you have the gall to demand something of us? If an explanation is truly required, it is the Lingyun Sect that should be demanding one from the Beiming Sword Sect!"