"Elder!"
Feeng Zhi and Feeng Yi behind were even more anxious and worried.
But the herd of Sword-Horned Red Deer blocked the way, making it impossible for them to rush into the tribal land.
The Wind Spirit Race elder Feeng Jun was slashed open on the chest by the Deer King’s blade-like horns, and enduring the sharp pain, he struck a spear at the head of the Deer King.
Clang——
The Deer King’s head slightly tilted, its horn collided with the Green Spear, sparking blinding flashes.
Then.
Slash——
Another knife-like horn.
Feeng Jun’s entire body was lifted by the horn.
"Roar!"
The Sword-Horned Red Deer King leaped upward with Feeng Jun hanging on its horn, jumping to high ground and roaring downwards fiercely.
Finally, it had killed the hateful Human Race!
"Elder!"
The people of the Wind Spirit Race were furious and dismayed.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
Thud thud thud——
In an instant, the people of the Wind Spirit Race beca frenzied, as one Green Spear after another pounded towards the Exotic Beasts.
At the back, atop the giant tree.
"It’s about ti."
The elder was gravely injured, and the Wind Spirit Race was on the brink; it was ti to act.
Chu Ming had not intervened initially, waiting for this very mont.
To make the Wind Spirit Race submit, one must display a power capable of turning the tide, an absolute strength that can intimidate a tribe!
His figure flickered, stepping on a Sword-Horned Red Deer.
Simultaneously, two beams of golden and black lights shot out.
"Roar——"
The Sword-Horned Red Deer King neighed.
"Roar——"
"Roar——"
"..."
The herd responded loudly to the king’s call.
At this mont.
Swish——
Swish——
Black and gold entwined.
Amidst the gaze of thousands of deer and people of the Wind Spirit Race, like a silver needle easily slicing through tofu, the horn holding up the Wind Spirit Race elder was severed.
Imdiately, a blood-red palm shadow descended from the sky.
Boom——
The Deer King’s massive body seed weightless, blasted dozens of ters away by that blood-red palm shadow.
The herd fell silent.
The Wind Spirit Race was stunned.
What were those black and golden lights?
Where did that blood-red palm shadow co from?
No one, neither beast nor man, reacted to the sudden reversal.
Until a figure landed on the Deer King’s body, black and golden lights hoisting the Deer King’s head, crimson blood cascading like a waterfall, soone finally saw clearly.
"The Clan Leader! It’s the Clan Leader!"
"The Clan Leader has slain the Sword-Horned Red Deer King!"
Feeng Zhi and Feeng Yi were instantly overjoyed and surprised.
Chu Ming slightly turned his head, the Primordial Black Blade brought the Deer King’s head to him.
At the sa ti, as he pointed to the void, the Primordial Golden Sword whistled out.
Thud thud thud——
Among the deer, three other Fourth Tier Exotic Beasts had their necks sliced open by the beam.
And the golden light did not pause, like an unstoppable arrow piercing through the deer herd.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
The Primordial Golden Sword harvested Exotic Beasts with astonishing montum.
With the loss of the Deer King’s command, the Sword-Horned Red Deer herd was thrown into chaos.
"Kill!"
Feeng Zhi and Feeng Yi charged in with their spears.
Another elder of the Wind Spirit Race, Elder Feeng Ying, ca to his senses.
"Kill these beasts!"
The situation was dramatically reversed.
The deer herd fled, and the Wind Spirit Race gave chase.
After Chu Ming used the Primordial Artifact to kill dozens of stronger beasts within the herd, he retracted his artifact, ceased the killing.
He carried the Deer King’s head to the gravely injured, near-death Wind Spirit Race elder.
With a flip of his palm, he took out two drops of Azure Ancient Juice and a Healing Elixir.
Just as he was about to feed them to Feeng Jun, Elder Feeng Ying led several Wind Spirit Race mbers over.
"Azure Ancient Juice!"
The anxious face of Feeng Ying lit up with joy.
At this ti, Feeng Zhi and Feeng Yi arrived.
"It’s Elder Feeng Zhi and Feeng Yi!"
"Elder Feeng Zhi has returned!"
The people of the Wind Spirit Race recognized Feeng Zhi and Feeng Yi.
"Thank the Clan Leader!"
Feeng Zhi and Feeng Yi knelt before Chu Ming.
Their voices were not loud, but firm and strong.
Clan Leader?!
The people of the Wind Spirit Race were both shocked and doubtful.
Since the Wind Spirit Race encountered great calamity, the previous Clan Leader perished in battle, they had not seen a Clan Leader for nearly fifty years.
To beco the Clan Leader, one must gain recognition from the Clan Tree Spirit.
But the Wind Spirit Clan Tree was severely damaged in the past war, and half of it was taken by the Wolf Race, making it impossible for a Clan Tree Spirit to recognize a Clan Leader.
Chu Ming nodded slightly, ignoring the crowd’s reactions, and leaned forward to the Wind Spirit Race elder Feeng Jun, feeding him the two drops of Azure Ancient Juice, followed by the Healing Treasure dicine.
But as the elixir was about to enter his mouth.
"Stop!" Feeng Ying interrupted, "Elder Feeng Zhi, who exactly is this person?"
"Calm down, Clan Leader, Feeng Ying does not know that you have already been acknowledged by the Tree Spirit," Feeng Zhi hurriedly knelt to plead for Feeng Ying, fearing Chu Ming might get angry.
Chu Ming lifted his gaze, calmly sweeping over the crowd, then stood up and handed the Healing Elixir to Feeng Zhi, speaking in a deep voice:
"The elder is gravely injured, relying solely on Azure Ancient Juice will not sustain him for long."
"Thank the Clan Leader for the dicine!"
Without hesitation, Feeng Zhi took the elixir and was about to feed it to Elder Feeng Jun.
"Elder Feeng Zhi!"
But just like before, Feeng Ying did not dare to let the elder take the dicine.
"Elder Feeng Ying, the Clan Leader would not harm the elder!" Feeng Zhi was visibly angry, "The Wolf Race is about to attack us, we have no ti!"
Regardless of Feeng Ying’s expression, Feeng Zhi directly fed the elixir.
But his words struck like a falling teor, causing great commotion.
"The Wolf Race is coming to attack?!"
"The Wolf Race!!"
"Why does Elder Feeng Zhi keep calling that person the Clan Leader?!"
"I have never seen this person before!"
"..."
Doubts arose incessantly.
"Quiet, all of you!"
Seeing the murmurs of the crowd, and then Chu Ming’s expression, neither angry nor joyous, Feeng Yi felt uneasy and hurriedly stepped forward, loudly scolding.
The power of the ridian Unlocking Realm carried his voice, instantly ringing in every Wind Spirit Race mber’s ear.
"Feeng Yi, you?!"
Feeng Ying imdiately sensed Feeng Yi’s change in aura.
"The Clan Leader granted ten drops of Azure Ancient Juice, I’ve...broken through." Feeng Yi’s voice remained firm.
Ten drops of Azure Ancient Juice, he had taken that step.
Breakthrough?
Feeng Ying’s eyes lit up with delight, asking, "Feeng Yi, you’ve broken through to the ridian Unlocking Realm?!"
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