CHAPTER 768: CHAPTER 311: THREE-LEGGED CROW

"Who? Who is speaking? Get out here!"

Chi Yan shivered all over, his eyes scanning the surroundings in horror, feeling an indescribable chill from the soles of his feet to his heart.

Standing beside him, Chi Huo, hearing Chi Yan’s words, was frightened and jumped three feet high, exclaiming, "Who, who? What’s wrong with you, Chi Yan?"

Seeing Chi Huo’s reaction, Chi Yan was somewhat perplexed and asked, "Didn’t you hear any voices?"

"What voices?" Chi Huo glared at Chi Yan annoyedly and said, "Don’t scare yourself! Both our Cultivation have already reached the Saint Realm, escaping the detection of our Divine Sense would require at least a Late-stage Saint. Do you think these Great Powers have nothing better to do than guard such a broken star?"

"I’m having auditory hallucinations?" Chi Yan shook his head skeptically, his heart inexplicably filled with dread, "Damn, this star is so broken, how could that thing possibly be here, I think we’d better leave and move to the next star!"

Chi Huo looked disdainfully and said, "Alright, alright, you’re being superstitious! If we aren’t checking, then let’s move to the next star!"

Chi Yan, angered by Chi Huo’s glance and remembering the previous situation, still felt some lingering fear and chose to keep a straight face and flew toward the outside of the star without saying a word.

"Buzz!"

However, just as he was about to breach the heavenly vault and rush into the cosmic void, a dazzling golden barrier suddenly appeared outside the star, securely protecting the entire star.

Absorbed in thinking about the voice he had heard earlier, Chi Yan didn’t notice this scene. Unprepared, he crashed into it.

"Bang!"

A sound akin to the Yellow Bell rang out, almost reverberating across the entire Barbaric Sacred Star.

"Awoo~~~" The short Chi Yan howled crazily, holding his head that had noticeably swollen and fell into mid-air. From his Pure Gold colored eyes, uncontrollably flowed tears of fiery red, which turned into specks of Chi Huo and burned the earth as they fell to Cangqiong.

"Chi Yan!" Chi Huo, who was leisurely following behind Chi Yan, suddenly shouted in alarm. His figure flashed, instantly appearing beside Chi Yan, reaching out his hand to catch him, and shook his shoulders anxiously, asking, "Chi Yan, wake up, how are you?"

Ultimately, they were brothers, no matter how much they disagreed on normal days, they shared the same blood. As the saying goes, broken bones are still connected by tendons.

Chi Yan shook his head, stood up from Chi Huo’s embrace, his golden pupils emitted two rays of golden light and he shouted, "Which sacred presence is obstructing our path for no reason, please show yourself!"

Chi Huo was momentarily stunned, and cautiously looked around, asking, "Chi Yan, what you just said..."

"Since you refuse to come out, I will force you to!" Chi Yan interrupted Chi Huo, a layer of golden Qi Force appeared on his face and quickly spread, a massive fire immediately rose within the golden Qi Force, covering a radius of ten thousand miles, turning the dazzling starry sky into a fiery red.

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh~~~"

A series of light sounds followed, dozens of figures tore through the sky, showing themselves above the great fire, if not Li Qingming and his group, then who else?

It turned out, just as everyone in the tribe was enjoying a lively feast, Li Qingming suddenly noticed at the Western Extreme Land of the Barbaric Sacred Star, there were unexpectedly two influences of Saint Realm pressure. After successive great battles, on the whole planet, there were only some birds and beasts that hadn’t even reached the Innate Realm.

Now, with these two pressures suddenly appearing, naturally, it attracted Li Qingming’s attention.

Curious, he released a panda form, tore through the void and went over, only to find two black shadows sneaking around on the Holy Star.

Seeing this scene, Li Qingming laughed, informing everyone present of this news.

The group, very curious, concealed their forms, tore through the void, and arrived at the West Pole Continent to see what they were up to.

Just as the shorter Chi Yan sensed something was wrong and tried to escape directly, the Ancestor of the Desolate activated the Star Array, which had been repaired and grown countless times stronger, trapping the two of them.

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Facing the myriad of figures in the sky, especially those few whose Cultivation he couldn’t see through, Chi Yan had a bitter expression. He carefully looked at Li Qingming standing at the forefront, wearing a navy blue Daoist robe, and asked, "Fellow Daoist, may I inquire why you are unjustly blocking the path of my brother and me?"

On this side, without Li Qingming speaking, the Ancestor of the Desolate behind him shouted brusquely, "I am blocking your path? This Barbaric Sacred Star is my territory in the entire Barbaric World. I haven’t even started questioning you, and you dare question me? Such shamelessness!"

"Shut up, you pretty boy!" Chi Huo, who had a volatile temper, immediately burst into rage upon hearing the Ancestor of the Desolate’s fiery words, "Where we wish to go is our freedom, it’s not up to some pretty boy like you to direct us!"

Li Qingming thought to himself, "This guy is definitely dead!"

Originally, the Ancestor of the Desolate was dissatisfied with his own appearance; otherwise, he wouldn’t always appear as a robust man in front of his Bloodline descendants for two whole Yanji. Now that the taller person was insulting the Ancestor of the Desolate in such a manner, he really hit a sore spot; Chi Huo was in for it.

"Little beast, I hate most in my life being called a pretty boy, let me teach you a lesson first!"

Indeed, upon hearing the Ancestor of the Desolate bellow furiously, he stepped forward, his large hand like a mountain, and swatted out, sending Chi Huo, who just insulted him, flying away.

That glutton had no resistance at all, his black Daoist robe instantly ruptured, his chest severely dented, and golden blood sprayed out from his mouth, his pitiful state quite frightening.

"Chi Huo!" Seeing his brother struck away with one hit, Chi Yan lost color in shock, and cried out in panic, about to leap over to rescue.

Little did he know, at this moment, the Ancestor of the Desolate, seizing the advantage, stepped forward, the whole space shook, a silver screen of light ascended, blocking Chi Yan’s path.

"How dare you bully too far!" Chi Yan bellowed, his right fist enveloped in the blazing True Sun Fire, and he slammed it onto the silver light screen.

"Puff!"

A light sound occurred, the flames collided with the silver light screen, setting off no ripples at all, and Chi Yan was instantly stunned.

Looking at the short man in the black robe before him, the Ancestor of the Desolate suddenly laughed and said, "Me, bully too far? You insult me on my own turf, and I didn’t kill him outright, sparing his soul from scattering is already his great fortune! And yet you have the nerve to say I bully excessively?"

"Exactly, how could our great ancestor be someone you can insult? If I were him, I would definitely extract that bunny’s soul and exile it to the Endless Abyss!"

"Great Ancestor, why waste so much breath on them? Just from their conversation, it’s clear they have ill-intentions, just obliterate them entirely!"

A group of elderlies from the Barbaric Clan howled madly, continuously swinging their Wolf Fang Clubs and giant axes, their fiery gaze as if they were ready to fight someone to death.

Staring dumbfounded at this fierce, utterly savage group of old men, Chi Yan only felt his brain malfunctioning, a bunch of wild men with disheveled hair and extremely strong Qi blood, actually calling a pretty boy ’great ancestor’? Is this world crazy, or am I?

"Quack!"

At that moment, a sound akin to a crow’s caw came from the direction where Chi Huo was thrown, followed by a swath of blazing True Sun Fire and a towering golden silhouette.

"Pretty boy, you dare to harm me, I want you dead!"

Surrounded by the True Sun Fire, Chi Huo burned with rage, his body releasing intense flames like a small Sun, whistling through the sky, heading straight for the Ancestor of the Desolate’s face.

"Ha ha ha, so you’re originally a three-legged crow! Know what, I not only hate being called pretty boy in this life, but I loathe crows even more, especially three-legged crows!"

Hearing this cry, and seeing the sky filled with golden-red flames, brought up painful memories deep within the Ancestor of the Desolate, he howled long and met it speeding like lightning.

"Boom!"

The golden flames steamed up endless brilliance, directly swallowing the Ancestor of the Desolate, Chi Huo’s fist large as a mortar, pummeling down like rain on the Ancestor of the Desolate, wanting him to die in excruciating burning.

"Mangy bird, although I wanted to catch you to ask some questions, you’ve successfully enraged me! I’ll let you die in despair!" the Ancestor of the Desolate bellowed in anger, not dodging or avoiding, letting Chi Huo’s fists land on his body.

"Clang clang~~~"

A series of resonant metallic clanging sounds echoed, those punches capable of moving mountains and splitting stones, merely caused a few bright sparks to splatter on the Ancestor of the Desolate’s skin, completely unable to harm him in the slightest.

"Axe, come!"

The Ancestor of the Desolate’s hands were radiant, the primitive Wilderness Divine Axe spit out from his mouth, instantly turning three feet in length, the blunt axe blade chopping down directly onto Chi Huo’s right fist.

"Puff!"

Black Light flashed, and Chi Huo’s fist was split in an instant, the large hand starting from between the fingers, along with the middle finger, pinky, and half of the fist, were directly chopped off.

Blood splattered everywhere, Chi Huo’s expression drastically changed, for so many years since becoming a Saint, except for Emperor Jin Wu, no one had been able to hurt him, yet today, half of his fist was chopped off.

"Ow!"

He screamed miserably, quickly retreating, moving thousands of feet away, his facial expression extremely unsightly, his golden eyes glaring electrically at the Ancestor of the Desolate.

"Pretty boy, didn’t expect you to have some skill?" His face solemn, his slightly trembling voice indicated his heart was not at peace.

The Ancestor of the Desolate licked the corner of his mouth, gently caressed the Wilderness Divine Axe in his hand, and said, "It’s not that I’m skilled, it’s that you’re too trashy!"

"You!" Anger flashed across Chi Huo’s face, but he did not erupt, because he clearly knew he was no match for the person before him.

The Ancestor of the Desolate looked up at Chi Huo, then suddenly chuckled sinisterly: "So, do you come down and die obediently, or shall I hound you’re like slaughtering a dog, chased messily through the air!" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote recommended tickets, monthly tickets at Qidian (qidian.com), your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please read at m.qidian.com.)