I Can See Your Combat Power-Chapter 675 - 671: Final Battle (29)

Chapter 675: Chapter 671: Final Battle (29)

Xiao Qi was a smart man, and the most basic quality of a smart man is to think deeply, to infer the bigger picture from a single clue.

Although he didn’t know why Tang Yao was in such a hurry to go to Beast Valley, he was sure that the young and outstanding member of the Tang Clan’s task must be related to the mythical beasts within the valley.

Combining this with Tang Yao’s statement that Young Clan Leader Mi Shen would know about the Grand Formation of South Ridge, Xiao Qi naturally had the idea of helping the Tang Clan disrupt the formation.

After all, he had just heard from Mi Shen that Tang Zhi was already prepared for a counterattack on South Ridge. If there was a large formation blocking their way, this attack was unlikely to go smoothly.

Based on this thinking, Xiao Qi naturally shared his ideas with the six elders and former clan leader, Xiao Baihe, who accompanied him, and received unanimous approval.

This was why they would suddenly appear here. Although everyone on the scene respected Xiao Qi as the Young Clan Leader, he knew who was really making the decisions for the clan in Xiao Jinlin’s absence. So, when he heard Xiao Baihe’s orders, he obeyed as an ordinary clansman would.

The group adjusted their direction and flew toward the south.

Even though the reactions of the Xiao Family members were swift, they still lagged far behind compared to the earlier departed group led by Michen.

The difference in their strength was clearly revealed at this moment. With the presence of the Monument Dragon Diagram, the warriors of the Xiao Clan never felt they were weaker than the Tang and Mi Clans in terms of offensive power.

However, because they were too focused on the training of the Monument Dragon Diagram, the warriors of the Xiao Clan were far behind the Tang and the Mi clans in other training areas such as physical skills, body techniques, and Spirit Art.

Thus, the initial gap of about five miles only widened during the process of flying, and Michen and his team were continuously transmitting information about the Xiao Clan’s betrayal throughout the area.

The speed of the Mi Clan’s Wind Media was faster than that of an average warrior, so before the Xiao Clan could get closer to North Mountain, they saw the desperate wall formation, with Michen standing inside, sneering at the Xiao Clan members.

Seeing that they were just one step away from breaking into the main peak of South Ridge, but having to admit defeat, Xiao Baihe had no choice but to find another way. After exchanging cold glances with Michen, he ordered his clansmen, “We’re leaving!”

The initial plan to use the soul-searching information to open the Grand Formation of South Ridge for the Tang Clan had failed. His current priority was to consider how to break out of the mountain and unite with the Tang Clan, as he knew that the Mi Clan, having received the information of Xiao Clan’s betrayal, would certainly attack.

Although he and the six elders of the Xiao Clan were not afraid, they had to consider the other ordinary warriors of the Xiao Clan. After all, the Monument Dragon Diagram of the Xiao Clan was known for its offense. When it came to defense, it could only be described as satisfactory.

Just as Xiao Baihe had expected, the Wind Media tower was in utter chaos. When everyone heard of the Xiao Clan’s betrayal, the fear in their hearts almost made them faint.

The usually calm Mi Jin could not help but break into a cold sweat. If the Xiao Clan warriors managed to break into the hinterland of South Ridge, the combined attack of the Xiao Clan and the Monument Dragon Diagram would cause unimaginable damage to the allied forces.

After all, without considering long-term battles, in terms of short-term resistance, apart from a few people in the Tang and Mi clans, the Xiao Clan warriors were the most fierce.

…

Above the Fire Swamp

Four Luan Birds were attacking the Flame-winged Crane. Under the allure of the fruit of the Fire Tree, these four Luan Fengs, who had the bloodline of mythical beasts, had long lost their sense of hierarchy. They would dare to bite even in front of the real Phoenix King, let alone the Feather Tribe’s ancestor currently in front of them.

Although the Crane King was fierce, he was at his limit facing off against two opponents. Suddenly up against four, he was clearly struggling. After a short while, several injuries appeared on his wings, which angered him greatly. He swung his flaming wings continuously, covering the entire sky with spiritual fire, intending to burn this group of Luan Fengs who dared to challenge their superior.

Although mythical beasts were not known for their intelligence, they had a strong concept of hierarchy. It was rare for lower-ranking beasts to challenge their superiors. Due to their innate connection with the soul, beasts could sense the gap in their ranks with just their instincts.

In ancient times, there were three hundred and sixty types of the Feather Tribe, with the Phoenix as their leader.

Below the Phoenix were the Cranes, who were considered the ancestors of the Feather Tribe.

That was why the Crane King, when faced with the challenge of the four clans, showed a murderous rage.

Compared to the respectful and humble etiquette of the Human Race, the Demon Race strictly adhered to the law of the jungle where the strong were the kings. Those in higher positions did not allow lower ones to step into their territory, let alone fight for the fruits of the divine tree.

And Xiao Jinlin, who had been long forgotten by people, had already concealed his aura and quietly landed on the Fire Tree, next to the charcoal-covered man.

The once handsome young man was now in a dreadful state, with burning scars all over his body. The robust body of a warrior had subjected Tang Yao to great pain. Underneath his blistered skin was oozing blood, dried and stuck to his body.

His facial features had been burned by the flames; his eyes had been scorched blind, leaving only two smaller and one larger hole on his face – his nostrils and mouth.

His spiritual power had long been exhausted, but he still wedged himself into a branch, rhythmically tapping the Phoenix King Drum in his arms.

“If the Tang Clan has a future heir like this, why worry about the clan’s prosperity!” Xiao Jinlin sighed internally. The shadow of a dragon soared behind him, wrapping up Tang Yao and the Phoenix King Drum who had already lost consciousness.

The Five-Color Divine Dragon tore a hole in the sky-blocking feathers. The two, having completed their mission, prepared to leave the lascivious Beast Valley.

With the infusion of countless bird and beast’s blood, the Fire Phoenix Tree grew taller and slowly lifted the fruit closer to the battlefield of the ferocious beasts in the sky.

By this time, the Flame-winged Crane already had numerous injuries. It could deal with the four well-coordinated Luan Birds that had been strengthened by secret art if it was in the Fire Swamp, but now it could only hold on painfully.

As the Flame-winged Crane had to block more and more attacks with its flaming wings, its energy also became increasingly weak. After knocking back two Luan Birds with its wings once more, the Crane King turned around and flew towards the crown of the over 200-yard-tall Fire Tree.

The Flame-winged Crane, knowing it couldn’t handle the four Luan Birds for now, decided to eat the ripe fruit first and then clean up afterwards.

But how could the other two Luan Birds allow it to easily pick the fruit? They followed closely behind the Crane King and landed on the Fire Tree, brewing a ferocious spirit technique in their mouths, planning to land a heavy blow on the Crane King.

However, the moment the Crane King stepped onto the Fire Tree, it felt a bloodline connection with the tree below. It felt like a weary bird finding its nest, a wanderer finding his way home.

He could control the Fire Tree under his feet as easily as he did with the Fire Swamp!

As he spread his flaming wings, the incandescent leaves of the Fire Tree fell one after another, swirling around the Crane King and starting a firestorm.

The flames devoured all the life on the Fire Tree. After all, to ordinary birds, the flame was the deadliest spiritual power. So when the firestorm rose, all they could do was to flee for their lives.