I Can See Your Combat Power-Chapter 672 - 668: Final Battle (26)

Chapter 672: Chapter 668: Final Battle (26)

However, even the mighty Phoenix King could not withstand the assault of the united human saints. Given the greed of human nature, the corpse of this Demon King, which brought endless calamity to the humans of the south, ultimately returned to humanity in the form of retribution.

The Phoenix King Drum, an instrument made from the last remaining skin of the Phoenix King, was a treasure that belonged to a remote aristocratic family in Zhongzhou until they spotted the Wancheng Treasure Ship.

The Phoenix King Drum changed owners, but this peculiar skill, which had little effect on martial arts, did not attract much attention from the clan, until on the voyage of the Wancheng Treasure Ship, Tang Zuo discovered an ancient tribe that revered nature and treated birds as totems.

This tribe lived on an isolated island in the middle of the sea, accompanied by the birds and beasts, leading a peaceful co-existence with the world.

Although humans lived with birds and beasts, this ancient tribe did not regard them as their own beasts, but tried their best to strengthen them. Every ten years, they would hold a Feather Tribe Festival.

“The destiny of the Feather Tribe lies in the sky, rather than an island.”

They used a secret method to exchange blood among the feather tribe on the island, reproduce, strengthen their offspring, and considered the cultivation of the feather tribe as the most important thing in their life.

However, all the feather tribes that broke through to the barren level eventually left this isolated island because there was no way to provide the food supply that the barren beasts needed there.

So when Tang Zuo, wearing his costume, saw groups of barren beasts flying away from the island and the drumming stopped, he led his men onto the island.

In the end, this tribe, which had been passed down for over a thousand years, vanished, and the Tang Clan obtained this ancient secret method.

The two most critical elements of this secret method were; it required a finely crafted soul drum and a divine wood capable of becoming a feather king’s nest.

Both were ready, as Tang Yao, whose skin was already curled from high temperature, untied the Phoenix King Drum, stood on top of the flaming phoenix tree that had grown several dozen feet high, pulled out the drumstick made from phoenix bone, and smashed it heavily onto the drum surface.

“Boom~~~~~” The melancholy drum sound instantly spread throughout the Beast Valley, causing all the birds to cry out simultaneously.

“Boom, Boom Boom, Boom Boom, Boom Boom Boom Boom!”

The special spiritual power wrapped around the drumstick, and Tang Yao, following the record of the secret method, was meticulous in completing the drum score, his expression almost like a pilgrimage.

The continuous drum sound went from the initial spirited to gradually becoming poignant and sorrowful. The desire, transmitted through the drum sounds, entered the ears of all the birds in the Beast Valley.

The reason Tang Zhi had to wait until spring to declare war on the Mi Clan was that over ninety percent of birds choose to mate in early spring – even spiritual birds or fierce ones are no exception.

At this moment, all the spiritual birds in Beast Valley were gathering towards the fire marsh in the center. Looking up, there were feathers covering the sky. The male birds, which originally had clear targets, all switched targets after hearing Tang Yao’s drum sound.

The eyes of the male birds in flight were bloodshot and no longer aware of leaders and hierarchies. They just wanted to jump on the back of a female bird and inject their own seed.

The sky was in chaos, and in their fight for the ownership of the females, the cries of the birds were louder than the noise of the Crane King and Xiao Jinlin clashing, piercing through the sky.

Blood and feathers were scattered all over the sky, the air was filled with a stench, and even the Crane King’s eyes turned red.

The male bird pressed the female onto the branch of the flaming phoenix tree, the burning flames made the female bird’s cries more harsh. But this did not in the slightest affect her interactions.

All the flying birds in Beast Valley turned into thirsty beasts at this moment, looking for anything they could mate with, in their eyes.

When the Mi Clan’s Beast Tamers, who had set up permanent residence in Beast Valley, stepped out of their houses, what they saw was such a distorted scene. All the violent birds were like mad, no matter how they stimulated them with secret arts, they could not control the birds that were in a state of runaway desire.

“Immediately report to the clan leader, something strange is happening in Beast Valley, we need to send people to investigate immediately.”

The so-called Beast Tamers were people who drove spiritual beasts to fight. The highest of them were only at the ordinary barren level. However, because they always drove beasts to fight, their personal martial arts cultivation was very limited. At this point, when the birds lost control, even if they heard that faint drum sound, they did not dare to rush into the fire field to find out. After all, even from a distance, they could see that the Crane King was fighting a shadow. Interfering in such a fight was essentially suicide.

In the Bieshan Hall, when Mi Shen woke up, he found himself sitting on a chair. Not far away, on another chair, sat the expressionless Xiao Qi.

“How did I get here? Wasn’t I knocked out by two strikes of Wind Gale? Was I saved by the Xiao Family?” Mi Shen turned his head and looked around: “Where is Tang Yao? What about those members of the Tang Clan who infiltrated the New City?”

With no response, Xiao Qi stood up silently and walked slowly towards Mi Shen. Watching the eerie behavior of the Xiao Family’s young chieftain, the Mi Clan’s young chieftain who had just been inquiring suddenly changed his face, responding instantly: “No! The Xiao Family couldn’t possibly be in the New City, you’re colluding with Tang Yao!”

One punch summoned three cyan pythons, followed by a tremendous force pushing off the ground, Mi Shen soared into the sky like an arrow leaving the bow, heading towards the rooftop.

As a transcendent martial artist, Mi Shen had done well, but unfortunately, he met Xiao Qi, a top-ranked fierce level martial artist.

Two dragon shadows emerged from his back. Three green wooden spirit snakes were easily torn apart by one dragon shadow, while the other dragon shadow caught up with Mi Shen, who was rushing up into the sky, biting his right leg and trying to pull him back to the ground.

With gritted teeth, Mi Shen turned his fist into a palm, chopping down on his own right leg. With blood spurting out, the dragon shadow bit his blood-drenched leg, while Mi Shen had already reached the top of the beam.

Facing the young chieftain who cut off his right leg and used the taboo blood method, Mi Shen bit his teeth. Massive amounts of blood sprayed from his body, forming a powerful force that turned him almost into a red light. As he blasted through the roof of the Bieshan Hall and stormed outside,

Just as Lord Shen, who thought he had escaped, was about to smile, he saw a five-colored Divine Dragon open its mouth in front of him and swallowed him.

“Boom!”

The Divine Dragon held Shen in its mouth and aggressively fell into the building of the Bieshan Hall, causing circular cracks to spread on the ground like a spider web.

“Cough…” After losing one leg and using blood magic, and being hit by Divine Dragon Shadow, Shen let out a large pool of blood, turning half of his face bright red.

“You can’t escape.” Xiao Qi was expressionless, talking lightly while walking to the blood-covered person’s side, squatting down and pointing his finger on Shen’s forehead: “Don’t worry, it will be over in a moment.”

The so-called soul-searching technique is a malicious spirit art that extracts fragments from the human brain. The best outcome for those under this technique is to become a chaotic fool. How can that be considered feeling nothing?

“Why did you, Xiao Family, choose the Tang Clan? They are clearly on the decline!” Shen, severely injured, was angry. Ignoring the finger on his forehead, he asked Xiao Qi furiously.