Journey of the Fate Destroying Emperor-Chapter 1104 The Khutuluns

1104 The Khutuluns

"I call upon the ancestors of the Khutulun tribe: guide and protect from this mighty foe," declared Khutulun. As soon as she uttered these words, the Void Battlefield had a subtle shift. A wing suddenly blows all the disaster around the siblings, bringing a cool atmosphere.

Eleven people of different sizes and sexes appeared, although they were tall and physically intimidating, some more than others. These summoned Barbarians looked at Khutulun, and an elderly one with extreme muscles said: "You're the one who summoned us?"

"Yes, tribe leader."

"So, you're the 12th? Does that mean the Emperor Curse should activate? Wait." The elderly man turned to Tolui. "The 13th? And in one generation?"

"The lower dimension is experiencing turmoil, so things are complicated," explained Tolui.

"That would explain why you're a monk," nodded the elderly, who was the tribe's first Great Emperor and the first person to hold the title of Khutulun.

"I have no issue with you being a monk, but don't use it to shackle the mind of our people."

"I would never," replied Tolui.

"What about your descendants and heirs?"

"I will ensure this never happens."

"I'll trust you," nodded Khutulun One before glancing at Feng Heng. "You call us to deal with a mighty foe, so let's concentrate on the task at hand." He frowned as he realized the severity of this situation. Their enemy had reached the lower end of the 5-Fold Battle Realm, while his two descendants only had peak 3-Fold (Khutulun) and middle 3-Fold.

"This won't be easy," he said to the others. Meanwhile, Feng Heng was observing everybody.

'Are those the former Emperors of the Khutulun Tribe summoned as Ancient Spirits? Given how the power system of this world worked, it made sense for them to do this.'

Feng Heng decided to go all out for this battle and end it as soon as possible. A golden figure appeared above him before fusing with his body, turning him into a golden monk.

"Was that a Golden Body of Merit?" asked Khutulun Four, a woman dressed in animal pelts with a dead lion coat hanging above her shoulder. She was beautiful with a natural, wild, and fierce aura.

"It does look like it, but the aura is different," added Khutulun 4, a man three meters tall who wore armor covering his wrists, fists, and boots but bared his torso.

"It's not a real Golden Body of Merit," said Khutulun 3, the first Eternal Emperor of the Khutulun tribe. He was tall but skinny, but no one would underestimate him because of his stature. That's because he was born with divine strength. At age 3, he killed an ordinary bear with one punch, and at age 9, he killed a Tier 1 demonic beast without even cultivating.

"What is it then?"

"I don't know; I just know my intuition tells me it's not the real thing."

"He summoned it from the future," said Khutulun 5, a tall woman with all black deel and a headdress that made her look like it was two snakes frozen on both sides of her shoulder. However, her most eye-catching feature was her heterochromatic eyes: gold and silver.

She was a legend in the tribe because she was a pseudo-Emperor and because she once ripped those eyes from a Silver-Gold Tiger, an Innate creature, during an outing in a secret dimension from the old era.

"The future?"

"He has the potential to condense a body of merit but hasn't gathered enough merit, so he used a Time-based spell to summon it from the future, or a potential future."

"The enemy might be more troublesome than we anticipated," said Khutulun 2, a middle-aged man in a loose, bland black robe who concealed his powerful physique. He appeared to intentionally reduce his aura and presence.

"Ancestors, you were known for your wisdom. Do you have a plan?" asked Khutulun, who became number 12.

"I do," replied number 2. "Before I reveal, am I to understand you know many divine abilities?"

"Huh, yes," nodded Toliu.

"Can you...?"

"No problem."

"Then, here is the plan," said Khutulun 2.

After this quick exchange, everyone prepared for this battle. Khutulun 8, the only member of the group who practiced a professional Dao, blessed everyone with Divine Runes (Talismans).

Then, Khutulun 1 and 4 rushed toward Feng Heng. The tribe's founder practiced Power Dao, so his fighting style was direct and aboveboard. He punched his opponent with the force of a million Great Thousand Worlds, exploding simultaneously.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The attack did nothing to Feng Heng as a golden light around his body blocked all these attacks. Even when number 3, who cultivated Weapon Dao, summoned two massive hammers and joined on the offensive.

Feng Heng punched the elderly man in the face and kicked number 4 in the stomach, sending them flying away. Then, two flying and invisible arrows appeared out of nowhere, hitting vital parts. Feng Heng frowned despite not being injured. Looking at the source, he saw Tolui, with Khutulun 9 and 10, each holding a bow and arrow. However, this was his focus as he turned to look at Khutulun 8 and 5.

'The Khutulun and the Talisman Maker blessed the arrow, but the main reason my eyes didn't detect it was because of this woman with divine eyes," summarized Feng Heng. He pushed his eyes to the limit before using Buddha's Travel to rush to this particular group.

He considered the woman a major problem and headed directly for her. However, Khutulun 3 rushed to stop him, exchanging blows and forcing him to take a few steps backward into the void.

'Power Dao? No, he's a pure body refiner and seems exceptionally talented,' thought Feng Heng.

"The flesh is a poison, and the only path to freedom is a spiritual practice." Feng Heng uttered these words with his Lotus Tongue Technique, and the latter's flesh began to rot. Khutulun 3 reacted swiftly as his body turned red, countering this technique. However, Feng Heng took this opportunity to temporarily seal him inside a black-and-white energy shield.

He continued toward this threat, and once he was close to their destination, he did something that surely surprised the group. Feng Heng suddenly teleported to the group of archers and unleashed a devastating palm attack. Khutulun 9 and 10 had no chance to respond and exploded into spiritual particles. Tolui was bleeding, but he did escape from Feng Heng's vicinity.

Feng Heng did not pursue him but looked at Khutulun 11 and said: "Vile things, vanish from my sight."

ƈοm Khutulun 11 was the shortest of the group and had a pale, almost sickly complexion. That's because his main Dao was poison and curses, which ruined his body in his early years. He never changed it after proving the Dao. When Feng Heng uttered these words, 11 knew he was done for.

The Golden Body of Merit is more efficient against vile things like poison, curses, or anything evil or demonic, which are foundations for his Dao. So, a golden light descended from the heavens and purified him into oblivion.

"Damn it, does he know our plan?" asked number 4.

"Possibly."

"No, he doesn't," reassured Khutulun 2. "He just has a terrifying battle experience, which is odd given he's a monk. However, his aura is more ancient than normal, so that might be the cause."

Khutulun knew of the Dream World and its effects, but she also knew this was not the time for this kind of conversation. "What's next?"

"The plan remains the same. Just be more careful."

Khutulun 1, 3, and 4 became the vanguard. Khutulun fused with her wolf, boosting her strength, before turning invisible, and Khutulun 5's eyes glowed and released golden chains to provide support. Feng Heng frowned as he sensed danger.

'Her chains are targeting my weak points,' he thought before evading. The other heavy powerhouses followed him closely, not leaving a chance to breathe and react.

Pshh!

Although the sound was small, somehow, everyone heard it and momentarily paused. As they checked with their divine sense, they saw another Feng Heng appearing behind Khutulun 2 and plunging his hands on his chest.

The second Khutulun looked at his rapidly dissipating body before saying calmly, "Continue the plan." He disappeared, not even batting an eye on his demise.

Feng Heng did not dissolve his Yin Clone and had the latter rush toward the Talisman Maker team. Khutulun 5 activated her eyes, and a moon manifested above them, releasing a light that dissolved the clone.

'I see. Her eyes are just another version of the Yin-Yang Eyes,' thought Feng Heng. 'Gold symbolizes Yang, and Silver is often associated with Yin.'

Feng Heng knew that Heavenly Physiques were mainly human concepts. It's rare for demons or any creatures with a powerful bloodline to have a Heavenly Physique. So, it's possible that Heavenly Dao modeled some of these physiques from the bloodline of the demon race, or in this case, Innate Lifeforms, since they are the original demon race.