In the southern part of Zhongzhou, amidst the vast, towering mountains and dense forests, a mysterious atmosphere permeates the landscape.
There are some continuous mountain ranges here, mainly the home of magical beasts, who build city walls, pavilions and palaces like humans.
On this ancient land, the three top magical beast royal families—the Tiger Clan, the Pig Clan, and the Bear Clan—each occupy a territory. Although there are frictions between them, they generally maintain a delicate balance.
If a powerful human wants to enter, they need to inform them in advance. As long as they have no intention of harming the magical beasts, they will generally be allowed to enter and exit.
In the tiger clan's territory, deep within a bamboo forest, a golden-striped tiger is resting with its eyes closed.
Its name is Jin Hong. It lazily sunbathes in the yard, its golden fur shimmering in the sunlight, its eyes relaxed, and its face full of contentment.
Just then, a tiger cub ran in, looking at the big tiger in the yard with a hint of admiration and awe in its eyes.
"Ancestor, there are two pieces of news that require your judgment," the young tiger said softly.
Jin Hong squinted and glanced at the tiger cub, then turned over and lay back down.
Seeing this, the tiger cub looked helpless; it had already guessed this outcome when it came in.
"Ancestor, I've received intelligence; there's news about my little sister," said Young Tiger.
Jin Hong's ears twitched, and he asked, "Which little sister of yours?"
"She's the little sister whose bloodline has reverted to its ancestral form, and who got lost after being taken away by her parents," Young Tiger whispered.
"Where?" Jin Hong asked again.
“In a sect of the human race,” the young tiger said.
"Find someone to bring him back," Jin Hong's lazy voice came out, his tone very calm.
"The second piece of news is that the successor of the Human Emperor is about to emerge in the territory controlled by our three races, and the Humans are demanding that their people be allowed to enter," said the young tiger.
“Alright, after all, it’s the inheritance of the three great emperors, don’t stop it,” Jin Hong said.
Upon hearing this, the young tiger heard the old ancestor snoring softly and dared not disturb him any further, so he withdrew.
Jin Hong's ears twitched, and only after realizing that no tiger had entered did it slightly raise its head.
Then it flicked its paw, and space distorted, transforming into the shape of a small white jade tiger with a憨憨 (simple and honest) smile.
"No way, that bastard lost my Miaomiao, I can't sleep without beating him up."
After speaking, it stood up, its majestic and powerful tiger body releasing a strong pressure that caused invisible ripples to spread through the space.
Jin Hong's enormous body disappeared, and the courtyard became quiet.
A moment later, a shrill scream came from the tiger clan's courtyard, accompanied by a tiger's roar. The owner of the scream begged for mercy, "Grandpa, I know I was wrong, I won't do it again, please forgive me."
He used to be Jin Hong's darling, but later he wasn't anymore; he became Jin Hong's punching bag.
The screams continued for a long time before gradually quieting down. The tiger clan members dared not speak and could only hide to the side and chuckle.
On the other side of the mountains lies a vast swamp.
This is the territory of the pig tribe, whose leader is a giant wild boar named Blackfiend.
Black Fiend was enormous, its true form as large as a mountain, its skin as black as iron, and its blood-red eyes filled with violence and cruelty.
Although it lacked the wisdom and cunning of Jin Hong, it possessed immense strength, and no one dared to provoke it.
Black Demon chewed on the cabbage and said with some confusion, "This cabbage tastes so-so. Why do humans always say that good cabbage is wasted on pigs? If we had something better, we wouldn't eat this stuff."
He was puzzled. He had been to the prosperous Central Plains several times and had visited many ancient Taoist sects.
But it often heard that good cabbages were eaten by pigs, which puzzled it. Today, having nothing better to do, it chewed on a cabbage and found it to be very unpalatable.
Then the pigmen came in and told me about the recent events.
Upon hearing this, Hei Sha said, "As long as they don't cause trouble, they can come in."
Among the pigs, there was a big, fat pig with a black face who was lying on the window, his eyes filled with despair.
"Why are others born beautiful, while I'm fat and ugly, looking like a pig?" The big black pig sighed and complained as it looked at itself in the mirror.
This face is dark and coarse, with two fangs at the corners of its mouth that are of different lengths. The face is also asymmetrical, with one side swollen and the other sunken, making it very unsightly.
Her voice had a somewhat androgynous, masculine quality, but she was undeniably a sow.
"Little sister, good news!"
Just then, a strong, large black pig ran in, shouting excitedly.
"You knocked over my flowers again! Tell me, or I'll kill you if it's not good news!" Zhu Panpan said menacingly, her eyes wide.
Her big black pig brother, Zhu Dachang, awkwardly scratched his head, stretched out his pig hoof, patted his chest, and said, "Little sister, don't worry, it's definitely a great thing."
Zhu Dachang glanced around, and after confirming that no one was around, he whispered, "I've heard that a great emperor's legacy is about to be born in Fengxia Slope among the human race. There's a kind of elixir that's incredibly powerful and can reshape and change one's physical constitution."
"So what?" Zhu Panpan asked.
“Little sister, if you can obtain this elixir, you can reshape your bones and even change your face shape, becoming the most beautiful woman in our pig clan,” Zhu Dachang said.
Pfft
He had barely finished speaking triumphantly when he was kicked away by a thick pig's hoof.
Zhu Panpan narrowed her eyes and said, "I'm determined to have this pill. Anyone who dares to take it from me, I'll kill them!"
At the northernmost edge of the mountains lies an area with fewer trees and more grassland.
This area is covered by high temperatures year-round, and there are many strange and poisonous insects and ants; the climate is very harsh.
This place, however, is the home of the Bear Clan, one of the three royal clans.
The king of the bear clan, a brown bear named Impermanence, is patrolling his territory alone.
Impermanence is entirely brownish-red, with long, dense hair, as if it were wearing a thick fur coat.
With a calm demeanor and astonishing strength, it is the most majestic king in the Monster Mountain Range.
The saying "One pig, two tigers, three brown bears" doesn't refer to their combat strength ranking, but rather to the fearsome reputation they earned through their ferocity.
"The inheritance of the human emperor is truly troublesome. Since the pig and tiger clans have opened up their territories, we shouldn't stop them. After all, if we anger the human race, they will unite, and even if the three clans join forces, we will not be able to resist them," Wuchang said calmly.
It's just the inheritance of the human emperor. The most capable person will take it. It all depends on who is the most skilled. Besides, this is their stronghold, so they have an innate advantage and are not afraid of what the human race might do.
"Let Xiong Yi, Xiong Er, and Xiong San fight for it. If we can obtain the Emperor's inheritance, we will surely be able to suppress the Tiger Clan and the Pig Clan and become the only king here."
It glanced at the surroundings of its territory and spoke to its people behind it.
Although the Central Plains were engulfed in war, they were determined to obtain the Emperor's legacy and sent their strongest warriors to embark on the journey to Falling Phoenix Slope.
Luofengpo is a desolate place, surrounded by a strong, scorching heat, like a blazing volcano.
The Ten Thousand Mountains are filled with an ancient and desolate aura. Although the three major beast races allow them to enter, the dangers of the Ten Thousand Mountains are no less than those of the far north ice plains.
The mountains here stretch endlessly, and there are many undeveloped, uninhabited areas. Even a Nascent Soul stage expert could perish here.
Swamp gas and miasma are not the main causes of death. There are also countless poisonous insects and creatures here, some of which are deadly poisons. Those who are poisoned by these poisons cannot be cured if they are below the Tribulation Transcending Realm.
Besides that, the most terrifying thing about the Ten Thousand Mountains is a kind of blood-eating worm. If you are attracted to it, the consequences are terrible.
These blood-eating worms can adhere to the skin surface and are difficult to remove. They then bite a hole in the skin, burrow into the body, and parasitize the blood, multiplying rapidly until they completely devour the host.
Lin Fan followed some rogue cultivators into the Ten Thousand Mountains, traveling from the north to the south of Central State, traversing several prefectures along the way, and almost getting caught up in the war between those Daoist sects.
Fortunately, he had the Heaven-Shielding Pearl, which could conceal his aura and allow him to evade the searches of those old monsters who wanted to capture him for fighting. He was unwilling to do so.
After entering the Ten Thousand Mountains, he found an opportunity to leave quietly.
Ding ding ding
The sounds of fighting could be heard ahead; spiritual energy emanated from the wind, indicating a fierce battle.
He didn't want to go and join the fun, but he was bored and didn't know what to do, so he went over to take a look without thinking.
"It's them?" Lin Fan's face darkened. He had already come all the way to the southern part of Zhongzhou, how could he still run into Murong Xuanqiu and Chu Yunying? How did they end up here?
At this moment, they were surrounded by powerful figures from the Black Dragon Sect. Lin Fan had heard of this person before; he was an elder of the Black Dragon Sect.
The Black Dragon Sect is considered a very good lineage in the southern part of Zhongzhou, with strength comparable to the Liu family. They are rumored to be naturally cruel and notorious for their bloodlust.
Huang Wen held a long, jet-black whip, which he moved with incredible agility, his eyes gleaming with lewd light.
Chu Yunying is like the cold moon in an autumn night, pure and noble, her swordsmanship as profound as autumn water; Murong Xuanqiu is like the clouds in the morning glow, graceful and agile, his swordsmanship as unpredictable as clouds rolling and unfolding.
A gust of wind blew by, stirring up clouds of dust.
"My two beauties, why bother traveling and toiling in this harsh land? Why not come back to my cave with me and enjoy the endless pleasures of this gentle paradise?" Huang Wen's voice was cold and lewd, sending chills down one's spine.
Chu Yunying's face darkened, and she drew her long sword, the tip pointing directly at Huang Wen: "Shameless scoundrel, stop spouting nonsense!"
Murong Xuanqiu also drew his sword, and the two stood side by side, exuding an imposing aura.
Upon seeing this, Huang Wen couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Oh? You really don't know what's good for you. Very well, let me teach you what absolute power is!"
Before he finished speaking, he had already attacked with his long whip.
In an instant, sword energy crisscrossed, and it seemed as if a storm was sweeping across Flying Snow Ridge.
Murong Xuanqiu and Chu Yunying joined forces to fight, their sword light rippling like autumn water, their sword energy as sharp as a white rainbow piercing the sun.
Their teamwork was excellent, and their swordsmanship was superb, forcing Huang Wen to retreat repeatedly.
However, Huang Wen had cultivated for many years and possessed profound skills. Seeing that he could not win in a direct confrontation, he resorted to insidious methods.
He unleashed a plume of black smoke, which hurtled towards Murong Xuanqiu and Chu Yunying. This black smoke was poisonous gas produced when he practiced his evil arts; anyone who came into contact with it would be poisoned and fall into a coma.
Murong Xuanqiu and Chu Yunying knew something was wrong when they saw this.
They swiftly swung their swords at the black smoke, but the smoke seemed to have a life of its own, drifting everywhere and impossible to eradicate completely.
The two had no choice but to channel their inner energy to protect their heart meridians while simultaneously wielding their swords in retaliation.
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