Feeng Zhi and Feeng Yi’s eyes lit up instantly upon seeing those bags, they quickly clasped their hands and responded, "Clan Leader, before entering the clan’s territory, there’s a near-bending river canyon between towering mountains on both sides."
Those bags contained the poison powder they prepared on the way from Mieqin River Bay.
"Take these," Chu Ming threw the poison to the two, then took out another bag with antidote, "Lead the clan mbers, and spread the poison along the mountains towards the river canyon."
"Yes." Feeng Zhi and Feeng Yi’s tense faces relaxed, a murderous intent even flashed between their eyebrows.
Feeng Jun, Feeng Ying, and other clan mbers of the Wind Spirit Race looked suspiciously at those large bags.
"Clan Elder, Elder Feeng Ying," Feeng Zhi lifted a bag, his eyes cold as ice, "This is the poison configured by the Clan Leader."
"Poison?"
Clan Elder Feeng Jun and Feeng Ying were even more puzzled.
At their level, poison was practically useless.
Moreover, most of the poisons in the world don’t work well on martial artists who have achieved the Refining Organ Realm.
"This poison can kill those in the Refining Organ Realm; even those in the ridian Unlocking Realm would be affected if they co into contact," Feeng Zhi said.
A poison that kills at the Refining Organ Realm?!
The mbers of the Wind Spirit Race visibly changed their expressions upon hearing this.
Besides Clan Elder and Elder Feeng Ying, Feeng Zhi, and Feeng Yi, everyone else present would be killed by the poison?
"The camp at the Mieqin River Bay, where our clan mbers are imprisoned, has seen tens of thousands die from this poison," Feeng Yi supplented.
Gasp!
mbers of the Wind Spirit Race changed their expressions again after hearing this.
"Calculating the ti, the fleet should be entering the river canyon now; Feeng Zhi, Feeng Yi, lead the clan to occupy the mountains and spread the poison."
[Sword Gourd Spirit] detected that Feeng Yao’s ship had already entered the river channel from White River.
"Clan Leader, this old man will accompany you," Clan Elder Feeng Jun said with determination, "My life was saved by the Clan Leader; even if I die, I won’t die behind my clan mbers!"
"Very well," Chu Ming flipped his hand, revealing a porcelain bottle in his palm, "There are ten drops of Azure Ancient Juice in the bottle, take it."
Azure Ancient Juice truly exists!
The hearts of the Wind Spirit Race mbers trembled.
Feeng Jun hesitated slightly, then took the porcelain bottle and bowed to Chu Ming, "Thank you, Clan Leader."
"Mm, co with ."
...
Wind Spirit Valley, White River entrance.
"Sir, the Wind Spirit Race has already sailed in from the front of the gorge opening."
"Seems they have arrived," Yaan Qian of the Blood Evil Sect, a Lower ridian Unlocking Realm strong person, grinned sinisterly, "Order the fleet not to hide, accelerate into the gorge."
"Yes."
...
Ahead.
The river canyon was shrouded in mist, but far less dense than over White River, significantly enhancing visibility.
"Not good, Elder Feeng Yao."
The Wind Spirit Race, having just entered the river canyon not long ago, discovered a large fleet tracking them from behind.
"Wolf Race... Wolf Race ships..." a mber of the Wind Spirit Race reported in panic.
Feeng Yao, who was tending to injuries, heard this and his face sunk instantly.
"Wolf Race!!"
"Turn the ship around, sail out of the canyon, absolutely do not let the Wolf Race into the clan’s territory!"
Feeng Yao leaped to the stern, he could see from afar the blood-red sky, and the rapidly advancing fleet of the Wolf Race.
"Feeng Ruoruo, Feeng Yi’Er, take the small boat and quickly notify the Clan Elder!"
After saying this, he kicked a plank into the air, leapt up, landed on it, and holding his Green Spear, headed alone towards the Blood Evil Sect’s fleet.
He committed a great mistake, one large enough to destroy the clan.
He had no face to see the Clan Elder, no face to face clan mbers, only death to prove his resolve.
"Elder!"
The crew of over a hundred from the Wind Spirit Race panicked.
Then, the bow turned, and the hundred mbers also charged towards the Blood Evil Sect.
...
On the Blood Evil Sect’s ships.
"Reckless." Yaan Da, the Upper ridian Unlocking Realm perfectionist, looked at the advancing Wind Spirit Race sinisterly, "Big brother, I’ll go and wipe them out."
"Make it quick," Yaan Qian responded indifferently.
Following this, he ordered, "Spread the fleet out, block the canyon, don’t let a single mber of the Wind Spirit Race escape!"
"Yes."
...
At the sa ti, amidst the mountains on both banks of the river channel, shadows moved, and invisible, odorless powder floated with the wind.
"It’s Elder Feeng Yao!" Soone on Chongshan recognized Feeng Yao standing on a board and charging towards the Wolf Race.
"Feeng Yao!"
Feeng Zhi watched Feeng Yao rushing towards his death, feeling anxious, but he couldn’t expose himself now, or it would alert the Blood Evil Sect.
He leaped onto a tall tree, searching for sothing.
Suddenly, his eyes flickered, and the look of worry on his face vanished.
"Clan Leader and Clan Elder have arrived."
He believed that with the Clan Leader here, today’s battle, Feeng Yao would be fine, over a hundred mbers on the river would be fine, and the Wind Spirit Race territory would not be destroyed.
The only ones to be destroyed would be the Blood Evil Sect and the Wolf Race!
On the river canyon.
Feeng Yao on the board and Yaan Da from Blood Evil Sect’s Upper ridian Unlocking Realm perfectionist were now less than ten ters apart.
One stood on the bow, gazing down from above.
One charged with a spear, eyes glaring in anger.
"Kid, you don’t think you can block my Blood Evil Sect army with just that Green Spear, do you?" Yaan Da spoke disdainfully.
"I cannot block, but I will block!"
Feeng Yao powered his legs, his body shot out like an arrow, green light flashed, aiming straight at the high ship man’s face.
The fearless montum fully erupted at this mont.
"Heh, seeking death."
Yaan Da extended his right hand, blood shadows wrapped the palm wind, like a collapsing mountainous ridge slamd towards Feeng Yao.
Boom——
With just one strike, Feeng Yao was like a rag torn and thrown into the river, splashing waves in a thousand layers.
In the next mont.
Under the river, green light gathered and broke through the water.
Woosh——
The water roared like a dragon, engulfing.
"Heh, daring to show off in front of , Yaan Da."
Yaan Da casually unleashed another palm wind.
Bang!
The river soared in all directions, like a torrential downpour.
Feeng Yao was once again thrown into the river.
Now, the Wind Spirit Race’s ship was drawing near.
A sinister smile appeared on Yaan Da’s face, he waved his hand, "Kill!"
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