779: Chapter 247 Crisis of the Three Great Beastman Tribes (Part 3) 779: Chapter 247 Crisis of the Three Great Beastman Tribes (Part 3) He did not rush to break through to the Sub-God rank, as the Magic Martial Limit at the Zi rank was incredibly formidable.
Even though he had reached the Unity of Heaven and Man and was at that critical point, breakthrough was not something that could be achieved through cultivation alone; it also required a certain opportunity.
Therefore, during these fifteen days, Ye Yinzhu had systematically organized all the knowledge he had acquired throughout his life.
Although he had not entered the Sub-God level, the various abilities he cultivated in conjunction with Magic and Martial Dual Cultivation had long since elevated his strength to that of the Sub-God level.
Over these fifteen days, his main focus was on perfecting the integration of his martial skills with Zither Magic and Undead Magic.
With a deeper understanding of Undead Magic, Ye Yinzhu increasingly realized that, although Zither Magic was terrifyingly powerful on the battlefield, the effects of Undead Magic were more direct, no wonder his teacher Phil Jackson had once thought of bining these two types of magic for use.
The power of Undead Magic was extremely domineering.
bined with the spreading and amplifying effects of Zither Magic, and the power of the Super Divine Artefact Deadwood Dragon Chanting Zither, any zither piece he played now possessed terrifying offensive power and could be used like a wide-range Forbidden Curse.
This was especially true against Beastman warriors, who had strong physical strength but weaker spiritual power.
With the two big tribes of Beastman remaining inactive, Holy Light City did not launch any substantial attacks either, partly because the Beastman’s defense was indeed formidable and also because of Ye Yinzhu’s relationship.
In his heart, Ye Yinzhu held no hatred towards the Beastman; on the contrary, because of Zi, he did not wish for the strength of the Beastman Clan to be greatly weakened, as that would be detrimental to the future power under Zi’s rule.
The Northernmost Wilderness, in Ye Yinzhu’s plan, was to be Qin City’s staunch ally, an ally whose strength was paramount.
Therefore, he had not suggested that Marshal Martin launch an attack on the Beastman Clan; he was waiting, waiting for news from Zi.
More than half a month had passed, and Zi should have sent news by now.
He wondered if he and Santos had arrived at the Northern Border.
While Ye Yinzhu was pondering, suddenly, a strong soul fluctuation emerged within his brain.
Just as a sensation of surprise arose, acpanied by a flash of milky white light, Ye Yinzhu quietly vanished from the doorway of his residence.
When the light reappeared, the first thing he felt when he set foot back on the ground was an intense chill, a familiar extreme cold, and even someone with his strength could not help but shiver.
But, these were no longer important to Ye Yinzhu; he swiftly turned around, and that familiar purple figure was smiling at him.
“Zi,” Ye Yinzhu raised his right hand and tightly clasped it with Zi’s already extended palm.
Their strong hands burst with powerful force, and with a single glance at each other, they needed no words to municate; the fraternal affection had long been flowing between their souls.
Indeed, it was Zi who had summoned Ye Yinzhu to his side.
Behind him, exactly three hundred Behemoth Beasts stood firm amidst the snow and wind.
Not far away, the familiar Frosty Forest was now within sight.
In this bitterly cold world, magical beasts below the Ninth Rank found it hard to survive, yet the Behemoth Beasts stood straight and tall.
This was the Beastman’s trump card, the unbeatable Behemoth on land.
“Daddy—” Two tender calls woke Ye Yinzhu from his excitement, and he instinctively released Zi’s hand, opening his arms to embrace the two delicate bodies into his fold.
A faint golden light flickered on Shan and Lei, who although looked petite, were untouched by the cold of the Frosty Forest now that they had reached the Sub-God level.
Holding his two obedient daughters, Ye Yinzhu asked Zi, “Is everything still going smoothly?”
Zi nodded and said, “All is well, I’ve crossed hands with Anthony.
pared to both the War God and Thunder God tribes, the situation of the Solomon Tribe is a bit better.
Let me introduce you; this here is King Karl from the Solomon Tribe.”
A massive golden figure stepped forward, appearing beside Zi.
Feeling his presence, Ye Yinzhu immediately felt a spark of realization, instinctively menting, “Such a strong body; probably only Santos can pare.” Karl’s stature had already surpassed that of an ordinary Golden Behemoth by a lot, and with a faint mist enveloping his golden fur, Ye Yinzhu could clearly feel that this powerful Behemoth Beast, just like Santos, was only a step away from the Sub-God level.
While Ye Yinzhu observed him, Karl was also looking back at Ye Yinzhu.
He didn’t understand why Emperor Zi, who was ice-cold throughout the journey, became so emotionally stirred upon seeing this human.
Moreover, this human seemed to have been summoned by Emperor Zi.
What even more dropped Karl’s jaw was that Shan and Lei, the totems of the Solomon Tribe and powerful descendants of the Gold Armor Forbidden Insect, were actually calling this human ‘Daddy’.
Karl even suspected for a moment that Ye Yinzhu might also be a Gold Armor Forbidden Insect, but he quickly dismissed that thought, as the aura around Ye Yinzhu was clearly that of a human.
As the Behemoth King, he would not mistake that.
“Hello, I’m Karl.” With a flash of golden light, Karl’s massive body rapidly shrank, transforming into a middle-aged man in his forties, with deep-set eyes and a ruggedly handsome, fierce-looking face, exuding terrifying explosive power.
Even in human form, he still stood close to three meters tall.
Ye Yinzhu put down Shan and Lei in his arms and reached out to shake hands with the formidable Behemoth King.
As soon as his hand touched Karl’s, he immediately felt an immense pressure suddenly released from Karl, causing him to tighten his grip unexpectedly.
Emperor Zi naturally knew what Karl was doing, but he did not try to stop him, for it was simple to be recognized as a friend by a Behemoth; one only needed enough strength.
It was in the nature of the Behemoth Tribe, and as the Behemoth King himself, he would not intervene.
Feeling the pressure exerted by Karl, Ye Yinzhu smiled slightly, a deep purple light suddenly enveloping his whole body.
His right hand firmly clutched Karl’s, and although his hand was much smaller than Karl’s, it was extremely firm, unaffected by the other’s strength.
Karl’s face suddenly changed, for he realized that the person in front of him had transformed.
The human who appeared insignificant before suddenly seemed as imposing as a mountain.
His own momentum was not only forcefully blocked but the smiling human even brought a tremendous pressure onto him, causing his buildup momentum to suddenly release.
In terms of strength, although Ye Yinzhu had reached the peak of the Ninth Rank Zi rank, he could not possibly pare with the strongest among the Gold Behemoths, for the Behemoth Beast’s talent lay in their strength.
However, holding on for a while against Karl was definitely not an issue for Ye Yinzhu.
He was not merely a martial artist but also a powerful mage, and the spiritual oppression he could exert, born from Spiritual Magic, and possessing Divine Music Magic and Undead Magic, is something neither Karl in front of him nor even Emperor Zi would willingly contend with.
The moment Karl’s momentum slipped, Ye Yinzhu’s hand that was shaking with Karl’s trembled slightly, and Karl distinctly felt nine successive forces flowing from Ye Yinzhu’s hand like the vast Yangtze River.
These nine forces were not singular; they continually stacked upon each other, each wave stronger than the last.
When the final ninth force merged together, a massive jolt of force suddenly transmitted from Ye Yinzhu’s hand, causing Karl’s hand to loosen its grip.
Strength was not absolute; Ye Yinzhu also had the techniques of the Dong Long Martial Arts Teachings, and the Bamboo Wave Nine Stacks that he used from his hand was unrivaled even among the Eight Eastern Dragon Clans.
Feeling Karl’s surprised stare, Ye Yinzhu smiled slightly and said, “Big brother Karl, no need for formalities.”
Karl was speechless, mumbling under his breath.
Behind him, two equally large figures approached, one of them laughing heartily, “What’s up, old Karl?
Feeling defeated, huh?
Daring to challenge His Excellency, the Zither Emperor, I think you’ve lost your mind.
His Excellency, the Zither Emperor, Glacis misses you these past few days.”
The speaker was none other than the War Behemoth Glacis, who looked just as bald and subservient as Dis in his human form.
Ye Yinzhu said irritably, “Cut it out, I’m not interested in you.
You don’t miss me; you just miss the food I bring.”
Before Ye Yinzhu even finished speaking, Glacis’s stomach growled loudly, clearly answering his question.
They had hardly rested these days on the road, and the food Glacis last ate in Holy Light City had been consumed long ago.
Ming was much steadier than Glacis, standing to the side and nodding at Ye Yinzhu with a smile.
As Karl watched Glacis, his surprise increased, prompting him to turn to Zi and ask, “Your Highness Emperor Zi, who is this exactly?”
Zi smiled faintly and said, “Yin Zhu is my brother, closer than a blood brother.
He is also my equal life-bound partner.
Without him, I wouldn’t be where I am today, I couldn’t possibly be standing on the soil of the Northernmost Wilderness.
His help allowed me to grow quickly and reach adulthood.”
Ye Yinzhu somewhat helplessly said, “Zi, why mention all this.”
Karl might not understand other things, but the words ‘equal life-bound contract’ were clear to him.
He knew that as an Amethyst Behemoth, one only had one chance in life to make an equal life-bound contract.
The fact that Emperor Zi said this human helped him grow to his current state?
No wonder, no wonder Emperor Zi could summon him here.
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