Global Blessed Land: I Can Add Attributes On The Buildings - Chapter 414
Chapter 414: Yu Huatian (2)
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This also made Long San look embarrassed. He thought that he could leave with the Silver Fireflora after the Dark Northern Vast Sea Realm was broken through. However, the appearance of the Nether race and the Demon Phoenix race put him in a difficult situation.
The Half-Dragon race had become the target of the other three races. No one even fought for the Silver Fireflora in his hands.
After all, no one was stupid to hold the Silver Fireflora in their hands until the outcome was decided.
“Damn the Celestial Feather race!”
Long San was still in his Dragon Transformation state. He stood in the valley like a huge beast. The wounds on his body had gradually recovered. At least, his blood was no longer flowing out.
Not only did the Dragon Transformation increase his strength but it also increased his physique and recovery speed.
“The Celestial Feather race is here!”
As soon as Mei Wuyan finished speaking, many figures rushed out of the canyon. There were nearly ten thousand of them, and most of them were Transcendents.
“Everyone, the Silver Fireflora is ours!”
Yu Huatian had a proud expression and his body emitted an aura of light. The white wings on his back slowly flapped as if a god had descended from the sky.
“Really? Aren’t you afraid to be beaten to death?”
When Mei Wuyan saw the Celestial Feather race, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. This was the first time he realized that the Celestial Feather race was so pretentious.
Although the four races below could not compare to the Celestial Feather race in terms of numbers, the leaders of the four races were all at least at Dharma Level 7.
“Celestial Feather race!”
Seeing the sudden appearance of the Celestial Feather race, Long San roared. He slashed his dragon claw at Yu Huatian.
The dragon claw, enveloped in a sky filled with blood-red spiritual energy, descended instantly onto Yu Huatian’s head. The majestic force carried the might to shake mountains.
“Celestial Feather Holy Sword!”
Yu Huatian’s eyes twitched slightly. He wondered why Long San seemed to have a grudge against him.
With the power of Dragon Transformation and Long San’s anger, this attack was heavy.
A huge sword emitting white light quickly condensed and blocked in front of
Yu Huatian.
“Divine Punishment!”
Yu Huatian made up his mind. The bloodline in his body condensed and instantly fused with the huge sword in front of him.
Immediately, light shone brightly and blocked Long San’s attack.
Boom!
Although he blocked it, Yu Huatian was also smashed to the ground by this attack.
The arrogant demeanor that he had displayed moments ago was no longer present.
Yu Huatian’s eyes were dark as he looked at Long San, who still had anger on his face.
“Our Celestial Feather race will remember this, Half-Dragon race!”
Yu Huatian said coldly to Long San. He didn’t harbor much personal animosity towards Long San, but with this strike, he elevated the conflict between them to the level of their respective races.
As for his goal, it was self-evident.
“Here comes another one! And a crazy one at that.”
You Meng looked at Yu Huatian, who had been smashed down by Long San, with disdain.
The power of light that the Celestial Feather race possessed could be said to be a power that the Nether race hated very much.
After all, the Nether race had a spirit body. This often made them feel restrained.
However, the impact was not huge. After all, this light power was not pure Yang.
However, with the appearance of the Celestial Feather race, the scene was not as chaotic as Mei Wuyan had expected.
Instead, they restrained themselves one by one. However, there were many clansmen from the Celestial Feather race. It could be said that they surrounded everyone present.
“Since the Celestial Feather race wants the Silver Fireflora, I’ll give it to you!”
As Long San witnessed the Celestial Feather race being struck by his claw, a peculiar expression flashed in his blood-red eyes.
“We, the Half-Dragon race, withdraw from this fight!”
Long San turned around and gestured to his clansmen. Soon, the four Half-Dragon race members threw the Silver Fireflora in their hands to the Celestial Feather race.
The Half-Dragon race had suffered a huge loss. If they continued to hold the Silver Fireflora, they would likely perish in this valley. Even Long San himself was the same.
The Silver Fireflora was given to them by the Celestial Feather race, so he would return it to them. As for the final ownership of the Silver Fireflora, he did not care.
After handing over the Silver Fireflora, Long San left with the Half-Dragon race without looking back as if he had given up on fighting for the Silver Fireflora.
As for Feng Jiu, Kun Ming, and You Meng, they didn’t lead their clansmen to stop him. After all, Long San was also hard to deal with after his Dragon Transformation, and Kun Ming had experienced it deeply.
After receiving a blow from his divine arts, it was as if nothing had happened.
Even his wound had recovered at this moment. It was a good choice to retreat.
As for Yu Huatian, a satisfied smile appeared on his face when he saw the Silver Fireflora handed over by the Half-Dragon race. In his opinion, Long San was afraid of the Celestial Feather race. After all, he had just threatened them.
“Whoever gets the Silver Fireflora first shall keep it!” Kun Ming looked at Feng Jiu and You Meng and said.
“Sure!”
The two of them nodded and looked at Yu Huatian.
“Divine Feather Formation! Arise!”
Yu Huatian also reacted. In the eyes of Kun Ming and the others, the Celestial Feather race, which had the largest number of clansmen, had become prey in their eyes.
He instantly led the Celestial Feather race and activated the formation.
Feathers fell from the sky like snow.
In an instant, the entire canyon was covered by these feathers.
“So boring!”
When Mei Wuyan saw this scene, his eyes revealed disappointment.
He thought that the few races would fight to the death. In the end, after the Half-Dragon race retreated, the Dark Northern, Demon Phoenix, and Nether races seemed to have reached an agreement and attacked the Celestial Feather race at the same time.
“Purification Feather! ”
Countless white lights erupted from those feathers, and a mysterious power instantly enveloped the entire valley.
“You don’t truly believe I am unprepared, do you?”
Yu Huatian’s voice echoed in the canyon. His voice was ethereal as if he had descended from the nine heavens.
“Sea King’s Blade!” “Nine Heavens Phoenix Dance!”
“Shadow Massacre!”
Three voices sounded. In the endless white light, three Dharma images appeared.
A three-pointed, double-edged saber slowly appeared from the Dark Northern Sea Dharma.
The phoenix-like Dharma flapped its wings and glided through the white light. The scorching flames danced like feathers.
The last one was a strange mirror with a mysterious figure standing inside and outside the mirror as if they were symmetrical.
“Holy Light descends, God’s Protection!”
Endless white light seemed to have been summoned and instantly gathered towards Yu Huatian. A creature with two pairs of wings and an indistinct face stood behind him.
“Judgment!”
The Dharma behind Yu Huatian brandished it in his palm. Endless white light instantly transformed into a huge sword that slashed down at Kun Ming and the other two.
Boom!
Three figures spitting blood could be heard. The three of them were shocked.
Yu Huatian was only at Dharma Level 5, but this attack contained the strength of a Level 9.
“Retreat!”
Kun Ming’s expression turned solemn. He had underestimated the Celestial Feather race, failing to anticipate that they possessed such a trump card.
As a Dharma Level 5, he had unleashed 90% of his strength. If the attack landed again, he felt that he would not be able to withstand it at all.
You Meng and Feng Jiu’s eyes were also filled with disbelief. The Celestial Feather race, who had just been slammed by Long San, had such power.
Like Kun Ming, they immediately retreated and left with their clansmen.
As for Yu Huatian, he did not stop them. Instead, he watched them leave quietly.
“This…’
Looking at the sudden change, Mei Wuyan’s eyes were filled with disbelief. This was too unexpected.
The three races were no match for the Celestial Feather race. They even abandoned the Silver Fireflora and ran away.
After the three races departed, the Dharma behind Yu Huatian slowly dissipated, and the boundless white light gradually faded away.
Yu Huatian looked around. The life auras of nearly 3,000 Celestial Feather race members had disappeared.
“The Holy Light will protect you!”
Yu Huatian looked at his fellow clansmen who had lost their lives with a strange expression.
That’s right. That was the real reason why he was able to unleash the power of a Dharma Level 9.
He used the bloodline of his race to increase the power of his Celestial Feather Dharma.
As far as he was concerned, it was all worth it.
It was worth it to sacrifice 3,000 clansmen for a Grade 4 spiritual plant. “My lord, this is the Grade 4 spiritual plant, Silver Fireflora.”
A few Celestial Feather clansmen carried the Silver Fireflora that the Half-Dragon race had thrown to them.
Looking at the silver flowers growing on the trees, a smile flashed across Yu Huatian’s eyes. He reached out and slowly plucked one.
As soon as he plucked the silver flower, it instantly turned into a wisp of green smoke.
“It’s fake!”
The smile on Yu Huatian’s face instantly froze and darkened..
