Abyss Spirits.
"puff!"
As soon as Mu Ling returned to his tribe's territory, he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of turbid blood, which seemed to contain fragments of internal organs, indicating that he had suffered very serious internal injuries.
His hair was disheveled, and his face and body were covered in blood and grime. He looked completely different from his handsome appearance at the beginning. He looked extremely disheveled, and even the guards of the Spirit Clan did not recognize him and stopped him directly.
"Halt! Who are you? The Spirit Race is ahead! Unauthorized intruders will be killed without mercy!"
“Mu...Leng”.
Mu Ling only managed to utter the last two words before fainting.
"Mu Ling? He is Lord Mu Ling?" The guards looked at each other, clearly shocked.
They brought clean water and helped Mu Ling wash the blood off his face, only then did they realize that the person in front of them was indeed Mu Ling.
"It really is Lord Mu Ling! Lord Mu Ling has long since cultivated a spiritual body and possesses unparalleled strength. Who could possibly have injured him like this? Could it be any of the other members of the eight great clans?"
"Never mind that, this is not something we should get involved in. You all hurry up and get Lord Muling to receive treatment, I'll go and report to the elders!"
Soon, a middle-aged man with a powerful stride walked over quickly. He had fine wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, but it was not hard to tell that he must have been a famous handsome man in the surrounding area when he was young. If you look closely, you will also find that this man's eyebrows and eyes are somewhat similar to Mu Qing's.
"Lord Lu Zhou!"
The moment they saw this middle-aged man, everyone immediately lowered their heads, their faces filled with respect.
Mu Luzhou's own strength was actually not worth mentioning, but unfortunately he had a good son, Mu Xian, who was born with a spiritual body from the Abyss Spirit Clan.
As the saying goes, "a father's status rises with his son's." With such a promising son, Mu Luzhou's status within the Abyss Spirit Clan has risen steadily, even surpassing that of some elders.
"Has Mu Ling woken up?" Mu Luzhou asked.
"He's awake, but Lord Mu Ling is still very weak," someone nearby quickly replied.
"Yes, take me to see him."
Mu Luzhou nodded and soon saw Mu Ling lying on the bed.
"What happened? How did you get injured like this? Weren't you supposed to go with Mu Fengxiu to capture that bastard Mu Qing? With the strength of the two of you, you couldn't even take her down?" Mu Luzhou asked, somewhat puzzled.
"No! It wasn't Mu Qing, it was a group of humans around her. Among those humans, there was a guy with terrifying strength!" Mu Ling said, coughing a few times, and soon more blood oozed out.
"Humans? Humans dare to interfere in the affairs of our Abyss Spirit Clan?" Mu Luzhou frowned, his face full of displeasure. "Then where is Mu Fengxiu? Where did he go?"
"He hasn't come back?" A look of horror flashed across Mu Ling's pale face. At this point, if Mu Fengxiu hadn't returned to the Abyss Spirit Clan, there was only one possibility: that guy was most likely dead!
He quickly told Mu Luzhou everything about how he stopped Qin Fufeng and his group, and how Mu Fengxiu went after Qiao Suinian and Mu Qing.
As Mu Luzhou listened, his expression grew increasingly gloomy.
"Damn it! We've dragged this out for too long, letting that bastard grow up to be something else!"
Mu Luzhou was furious. If he didn't extract Mu Qing's bloodline to make up for his son's congenital defects, his son's innate spiritual body would never reach a perfect state.
This matter has dragged on for too long and has become a thorn in his side.
He glanced coldly at Mu Ling, wanting to curse Mu Qing and Mu Fengxiu as two good-for-nothings who couldn't even bring back a woman, but after thinking about it, he suppressed the urge to curse.
"You get some rest. Don't worry, leave this to me! I'll report to the elders!"
After comforting Mu Ling, Mu Luzhou turned to leave.
At that moment, a powerful and resonant voice rang out.
"No need, I already know!" A tall old man stepped in.
Mu Luzhou's expression changed, and he immediately put on a fawning look.
"Elder!"
The others also knelt down.
"Um."
The Grand Elder nodded slowly.
"It seems that the methods of my Abyss Spirit Clan have been too mild, which has led to the fact that even humans, a mere low-level race, dare to interfere in the affairs of my Abyss Spirit Clan."
"In that case, let's erase the entire city of Jinling as a warning to humanity."
The elder's tone was very calm, as if he were talking about something so ordinary that it could not be more ordinary. With just two sentences, he decided the fate of everyone in Jinling City!
"The Grand Elder is wise!" Mu Luzhou exclaimed excitedly.
"Elder, let me go too!" Mu Ling struggled to sit up, his eyes filled with malice. He was clearly very unwilling to accept being so badly injured by Qin Fufeng.
"As you wish. I plan to have the Seventh Elder lead the team for this mission. Go and ask the Seventh Elder. If he is willing to take you along, I will not object." The First Elder slowly waved his hand.
"Thank you very much, Elder!" Mu Ling quickly expressed his gratitude.
......
After summoning a Destruction Knight, Qiao Suinian seized the opponent's black-armored warhorse, threw all of Chen Gu's wounded men onto its back, and carried them back to Jinling City to recuperate.
Mu Qing summoned the same pastor again, and the pastor was stunned when he saw Chen Gu and the others.
"Dude, didn't I just heal you guys yesterday? How did you get injured like this so quickly? What are you guys doing, a suicide squad?"
"Stop talking nonsense, save people, you'll get your share of the rewards." Qin Fufeng said impatiently.
My dear reader, there's more to this chapter! Please click the next page to continue reading—even more exciting content awaits!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
