Chapter 418: Beast Mount Jiluo
One must work once given a particular position. Even though Feng Feiyun didn’t want to be the young lord and especially didn’t want to do something for Feng Mo, he had no choice because his relatives were still in the Feng Clan.
He needed to do a good job in this matter for the sake of the alliance with Destruction.
Beast Mount Jiluo was ten thousand miles to the east of the capital. The geography there was narrow and full of forest. Among the valleys were many poisonous swamps. Due to the naturally dangerous environment, many strange beasts gathered here. Some were strong enough to stop half-step Giants.
There were even spirit beasts capable of taking on Giants!
The Beiming Clan naturally couldn’t take Ye Xiaoxiang up from the southern route of the convent. If they made a detour using the eastern route, there were three possible paths. The longest and most dangerous one was this mountain range.
It was the next morning when Feiyun made it to the mountain range. The place had a refreshing and quiet atmosphere, like a virgin during her wedding night.
He stood on top of a snow-ladened peak and felt the rough winds. Several dozen meter long condors hovered in the sky while issuing deafening screeches. Nevertheless, they didn’t dare to get close to the youth. He resembled a sword pinned up on this peak.
He shot out two powerful flames from his eyes. Every blade of grass and many beasts within a thousand mile radius was within his sight. There were several monstrous auras with auspicious clouds floating above. They were clearly the dwellings of beasts that have nearly cultivated for a millennium.
“They probably aren’t going from this direction... oh?” He withdrew his gaze and released his gigantic divine intents towards the east. He felt a group of people crossing the mountain range from far away.
There was a change in plan. Beiming Que’s people didn’t choose the eastern canyon but the long way through Jiluo instead.
Cold mist filled the morning air. One could only hear the birds chirping across the white forest. Suddenly, the rolling of a carriage broke the early serenity.
A group of around one hundred martial soldiers was marching on the path. They defended a bronze chariot that was more than ten feet high in the center. There was a black banner placed on top with a gold engraving of the word, “Furious”.