Without any luggage to pack, Fan Chengqian and the others immediately bowed their heads towards Yu Xuzi and Gu Yangzi and kowtowed a few times before getting up and flying down Splashing Crane Peak …

“Senior Brother, if you leave Splashing Crane Peak, you will have to show mercy from now on. I hope Senior Brother will think twice!”

Just as Fan Chengqian and the others flew halfway up the mountain, they saw a few fellow disciples who had already befriended each other at Mount Shen Xiao hurriedly rushing over from the back mountain to persuade them.

Looking back on the past, Fan Chengqian’s heart was filled with bitterness. Tears rolled down his cheeks as he bowed and said, “It doesn’t matter if it’s kindness or emotion. After being shattered, I’ll leave the Sea of Bitterness from now on …”

Fan Chengqian and the others flew down the mountain without hesitation, leaving only the Sea of Bitterness to echo in everyone’s ears, shaking their hearts and souls.

Gu Yangzi could clearly hear Fan Chengqian’s words from the top of Splashing Crane Peak.

Hearing that Fan Chengqian actually regarded his life of escaping from Cloud Continent as a sea of bitterness, treating his body and bones as relief, he was enraged to the point that one Buddha ascended to the heavens and two Buddhas exterminated the world.

In front of Yu Xuzi and Tian Huan, his face was as big as a pig’s liver. He wished he could fly down the mountain and catch up with those rebellious disciples with one palm …

Tian Luan and Tian Gong looked at each other. Fan Chengqian’s figure of “escaping from the Sea of Misery” caused boundless waves in their hearts.

In Dishi Mountain, when it came to Yu Xuzi, Gu Yangzi’s grudges with the people of Mountain Parasol, other than the people of Tian, no one else was more clear about them.

Fan Chengqian was once an outer sect deacon elder of the Shen Xiao Sect, and he was a fellow grandmaster brother with Chen Xun, Chang Xi, Zhao Chengen, and the others. Chen Xun had also worshipped Gu Yangzi before he was accepted as a direct disciple by Sect Leader Guo.

After the destruction of the Shen Xiao Sect, Crimson Song Zi, Chen Xun, and the others led more than a hundred disciples west to Tushan to subdue the demons, while Fan Chengqian and the others stayed behind to follow Gu Yangzi and True Monarch Crimson Brow.

After a hundred years of feud between the two sides, after True Monarch Crimson Brow was killed by Chen Xun in Qingwu Ridge, Fan Chengqian fled Yunzhou with Gu Yangzi in panic. In a hurry, his direct blood relatives were forced to abandon Yunzhou …

During this period of time, Fan Chengqian regarded it as a “sea of bitterness”, wanting to shatter his body and bones in order to free himself. How could they not say that he was wrong?

Apart from being shocked by Fan Chengqian’s obsession with disintegrating his body and bones, they were even more confused as to where the Tian Clan would go from now on.

Before the change in Qi Province, they were unwilling to be suppressed by Lightning Cloud Island. They were unwilling to establish their country for thousands of years and their ambition to become an Emperor Clan had been shattered. However, after all this was completely shattered, the lives of the Tian Clan’s millions of clansmen were drenched in blood again in front of them.

This was a cruel fact that they could not turn a blind eye to.

They could give up the millions of their clansmen in Yunzhou and Kunzhou, and only lead the 200,000 clansmen gathered on Splashing Crane Peak to continue retreating north. However, if they truly chose to step onto the path of retreating north, would Tian face an endless sea of suffering in the future?

Moreover, Jiang Tianchou might not let the Tian clan retreat north at this moment!

Tian Luan let out a long sigh and knelt in front of the ancestor, saying, “Tian Luan wants to cross the sea, please grant me the ancestor’s kindness!”

“Mrs. Tian was expelled from Qi Zhou City because of that dog thief Chen Xun. Tian Luan, what are you doing?” Tian Wuji screamed out in shock.

He never expected that Tian Luan, who had always been resourceful and had initially advocated the removal of Chen Xun, would actually take the initiative to offer to cross the sea to rescue Chen Xun, that dog thief?

“If Madam Tian needs someone to shatter her bones for the Blood Sea Demonic Tribulation, please start from Tian Luan.” Tian Luan said.

Tian Gong was unable to make such a determination in this sea crossing. He only sighed endlessly and his heart was filled with sorrow. He took out his storage ring and handed it to Tian Luan, the only Cosmos Seal that he had refined since he cultivated.

Old Tian Huan looked at the dark thunderclouds in the distance for a moment without saying a word. He suddenly took out a golden needle-like magic treasure from his bosom and handed it to Tian Luan, “You can cross the sea!”

Seeing that the Patriarch had actually given the Mountain River Halberd to Tian Luan, Tian Wuji was shocked.

The Tian Clan only had three Dao Artifacts. Tian Luan wanted to go and seek death, but this trip would be a hundred deaths and no life. The Patriarch actually gave the Mountain River Halberd that he had refined for thousands of years to Tian Luan?

At this time, more than a hundred disciples of the Tian Clan flew out of the crowd, kowtowed to Patriarch Tian Huan, Tian Gong, and the others, and then turned around to follow Tian Luan down Splashing Crane Peak without hesitation …

Wang Teng was filled with hatred and confusion.

Twenty days ago, Tian had made up his mind to engage in a bloody battle with Thundercloud Island and Danzhou outside Qizhou City. After the defeat, he was expelled from Snowdragon Mountain by Emperor Xi Wu and Chen Xun like a stray dog from Dishi Mountain. Today, he let Tian’s second strongest cultivator, Tian Luan, cross the sea to assist Chen Xun, who was half a step away from reaching the Nascent Soul stage.

What was the purpose of the Tian Clan?

He couldn’t figure it out. He didn’t understand why Master and Wang Chong didn’t say anything to dissuade him.

A character like Fan Chengqian was just going to die. He had cultivated for hundreds of years and couldn’t even cultivate Origin Core. There weren’t 100,000 in Mount Dishi, but there were also 30,000 to 50,000. However, an expert like Tian Luan was already ranked among the hundred in Dishi Mountain. How could Tian allow him to cross the sea with a Dao artifact like the Mountain River Halberd?

Wang Chong was speechless as he watched Tian Luan and the others meet up with Fan Chengqian and the others at the foot of the mountain. Soon, more than a hundred figures disappeared into the thunderclouds …

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Zhao Xinglong stood on the south cliff with his sleeves, looking at the wisps of blood clouds that had not completely dissipated from the horizon, his eyes filled with sorrow.

He knew in his heart that even if Chen Xun was able to obtain an extremely arduous victory in the Qilin Horn, this land would still become a sea of blood. What they were trying to change was not to let the entire Western Continent fall into the sea of blood.

If this was their inevitable fate, then let it be even more violent.

“Senior Brother, Jiang Tianchou and the others are short-sighted. They actually don’t believe that Zhen Ren Chen’s bloody battle against Qilin Horn at this time is really about fighting for a chance of survival for the humans of the Western Continent. Let’s go. If we rush to Qilin Horn now, we might even be able to die alongside Zhen Ren Chen!”

An angry and sad voice came from behind him. A Dharma Realm cultivator dressed in profound clothes, Xuan Xiu, flew up the cliff and looked for Zhao Xinglong to cross the sea as soon as possible.

No one knew how long Chen Xun could last in the Qilin Horn. If they rushed over now, they might even be able to catch up to the last bloody battle. They would kill a few more demons and die without a shockwave.

Zhao Xinglong turned around and saw that it was his junior apprentice-brother, Lu Jiaoxiao Rui, who was filled with indignation. He smiled and said, “Jiang Tianchou and the others are fine, but Emperor Shifeng gathered a million barbarian martial artists. There won’t be no man who dares to serve the human race.”

“But where are they?” Xuan-clothed disciple Lu Xiaorui turned his head to look. At this moment, the hurricane was raging and snow was flying, covering the steep mountains to the north. With their cultivation, their divine sense could not extend too far.

“Coming!” Zhao Xinglong said.

After a while, several figures emerged from the snowstorm and kowtowed to Zhao Xinglong. They stood quietly at the foot of the cliff and waited.

Soon, dozens of silhouettes emerged from the wind and snow, and hundreds of silhouettes emerged from the wind and snow.

Their cultivation levels are high and low. Those who are high are half a step away from cultivating the Celestial Body, while those who are low are not even able to cultivate the Origin Core, so they simply do not have the ability to cross the Storm Sea on their own …

Even though those high and mighty Empyrean Xuan Xiu and True Monarch Nirvana Realm were indifferent to this Blood Sea Demonic Tribulation, Lu Xiaorui’s heart surged and tears filled his eyes when he saw this scene. The words Chen Xun had said when the Storm Sea parted were still ringing in his ears.

As long as there were people who stood up and were willing to shatter the bodies and bones of the hundreds of millions of humans, no matter how low their cultivation was, the humans would not be extinct!

When Tian Luan and Fan Chengqian arrived at the southern cliff, there were already 20,000 to 30,000 people gathered in Xuan Xiu and Barbarian Martial Arts.

“Zhao Xinglong, Lu Xiaorui, where is the boat? This daddy and his son still want to kill hundreds of magical creatures before they die. I don’t want to die in the storm sea for no reason! Then his mother’s death would be too wrongful!”

An extremely rough voice floated over, and then a large bearded man wearing a black robe walked out from the snow with a giant halberd on his shoulder.

Tian Luan saw that the bearded man was the same as him. He was only half a step away from being able to cultivate an Origin Core. This might not be considered a big deal in Dishi Mountain, but there were 500 brown-armored generals following behind him. They were all at the Origin Core Realm. Their cultivation at the Dharma Form Realm couldn’t be underestimated.

One had to know that even if all the elites of the Tian Clan were to come out, other than the Patriarch, they might not be able to gather enough 500 battle generals to form such a lineup.

“Wei Fengzi! Why did you bring out all the elites of your clan?” Lu Xiaorui greeted him and asked.

‘”How can I finish my eggs when I fall into the nest? I don’t have the ability to flee north with seven to eight million clansmen. I’ll just go to the Qilin Horn and have a good fight. I’ll be dead. I don’t have to worry about what’s behind me anymore!” The bearded man waved his hand and said carelessly. He urged, “Where is the boat?”

Tian Luan also looked towards the stormy sea that was surging with huge waves. Twenty to thirty thousand people could cross the sea alone accounted for less than one tenth. Even though two to three thousand people did not fear thunderstorms, crossing the Qilin Channel by force would take a lot of time. They might not even be able to catch up with the last bloody battle at the Qilin Horn, let alone save them.

Just as everyone was looking forward to it, a huge boat slowly sailed out from the distant dark thunder clouds like a dragon.

Dragon Subduing Boat!

Danzhou mobilized the Subdued Dragon Boat to reinforce the Qilin Horn.

Ji Lie and Tao Jinghong accompanied an old man with a clear expression on his face, standing on the top deck of the Dragon Subduing Boat and looking over.

Behind Ji Lie and Tao Jinghong were the two thousand elite generals of Danzhou led by the Wind Tiger. On the formidable formation deck, the hurricane of the Storm Sea blew over without moving.

When Tian Luan saw the old man clearly, he felt that he had survived the first tribulation. The first True Monarch of the Rebirth Realm, who had just cultivated his primordial embryo, had a much deeper aura than even Patriarch and Yu Xuzi. For a moment, he was unable to figure out just how deep his cultivation was.

Apart from the black-armored general Ji Chang, there were also experts from the Middle Three Realms of Nirvana in Danzhou. How could this be possible?

No matter what, with such an expert accompanying him, there would be a sliver of hope for victory in the Qilin Horn Battle.

Tian Luan flew up and bowed to Qing Jue, Ji Lie, and Tao Jinghong, “Qi Zhou City’s great mistake is hard to correct. Tian Luan doesn’t need to regret it, but please cross the sea with Xu Tianluan and Tian’er of the Tian Clan to atone for your previous sins!”

“The great calamity is in front of us. Why did Brother Tian say this?” Tao Jinghong extended his hand to ask Tian Luan Mo to be polite.

“Wei Fengzi, board!” Zhao Xinglong said in a loud voice.

“I’ve finally caught up! Zhao Xinglong, wait for me!” A voice came from the dark thunder clouds in the northwest.

“Senior Brother Xu!” Zhao Xinglong cried out in surprise. He hadn’t expected that Xu Bin, the Dragon Capturing Child, who had disappeared from the peak of Snowdragon Mountain for more than ten years, would arrive at this moment to cross the sea with them to assist the Qilin Horn.

Xu Bin almost fell from midair.

Along the way, he traveled two million kilometers south without stopping. He didn’t even stop for a moment. The Primordial Mana in his body had been exhausted. Behind him was a huge sword. His robe was tattered and his face was covered in dust. He almost couldn’t stand on the Dragon Subduing Boat. Almost no one recognized him. He was the number one direct descendant of the Heavenly Dao Sect, Xu Bin, who hadn’t appeared in decades.

Zhao Xinglong hurriedly crossed over and asked, “Where is Master?”

“Junior Sister Feng Xiaoxue came to me and said that the Snowdragon Mountain Blood Tribulation had erupted. After I got the letter, I rushed all the way south without being able to rest. Master, he should have gone to Stillwater Continent!” Xu Bin, Ji Lie, Tao Jinghong, and Old Man Qing Jue didn’t even confront each other before, so they stood still and saluted.

The masters of Dragon Capturing Child Xu Bin, Zhao Xinglong, Lu Xiaorui, and the others were True Monarch Dongyu, a heaven defying expert at the ninth stage of the Heavenly Dao Sect’s Nirvana Realm.

Apart from Brahma Heaven Realm immortals, True Monarch Dongyu, Jin Xifeng’s Sect Leader, Old Devil Xu, and Emperor Wei, Xu Wangchun, were all figures on the Heavenly Jun Rankings.

Hearing that True Monarch Dongyu was not staying in the Cloud Barren Mountain Sect, but rushing to Stillwater Continent, everyone’s expressions lifted.

This meant that not everyone from the Heavenly Dao Sect chose to defend the sect. There were also people running around trying to defuse this Blood Sea Demonic Tribulation …