Chapter 1769: The Blood of the Saint Ancestor

ge ring, Lao Hei was also overjoyed and said, "Well then, Brother Jiang, when are you going to start refining""If I have the materials, I can try to refine them now!""Okay, follow me!"Lao Hei waved hi...The elder's two white eyebrows were extremely long, almost reaching his mouth. His eyes were slightly open, looking at the young man in front of him who was glaring at him with fury radiating from every part of his body. He gently shook his head and said, "As I said, this time, you can't go anywhere!"

"Boom!"

As soon as the elder finished speaking, a raging inferno suddenly erupted on the young man's body.

But the color of the flames is no longer pure red, but crimson tinged with purple.

The appearance of the flames instantly caused the temperature around them to skyrocket. However, the young man engulfed in the flames still stared fixedly at the elder and said: "Although I am not your match, if you don't let me go, I will raze this sacred land to the ground!"

"Alas!" A helpless sigh escaped the elder's lips. "Although your status and strength are now far beyond what they used to be, and you are the inheritor of our Holy Clan's Phoenix Ancestor, perhaps even the future patriarch of our clan, but..."

At this point, the elder's face suddenly turned cold. He abruptly reached out and pressed his palm directly onto the young man, then continued from before: "However, with your current strength, you are not qualified to attack me!"

"Boom!"

Just as the elder made his move, the young man's body suddenly exploded, transforming into a giant red firebird spanning ten thousand zhang.

And as the body grows larger, one can also see more clearly that on top of its original red body, there have already appeared quite a lot of purple.

Especially above his head, several purple feathers grew.

From afar, it looks like an unformed crown perched upon its head.

Of course, this firebird is the one Jiang Yun brought out from the Blood Dao Realm back then. It was taken away by the Holy Clan later and has now become one of the five ancestors of the Holy Clan, the successor to the Phoenix Ancestor—Huoyun!

And this old man, is the Holy Messenger of the Holy Race!

Since parting with Jiang Yun in the Heavenly Dao of Demons, Huo Yun returned to the Holy Race and devoted himself to seclusion and cultivation.

But at the same time, he was also inquiring about everything related to Jiang Yun.

To his surprise, he didn't hear anything about Jiang Yun, but he did learn that Dao Er had issued an order, summoning almost all the powerful cultivators from the Dao domain, clearly preparing for a major war.

At first, he thought Dao Er was going to attack the Holy Race, and he was even filled with anticipation, hoping Dao Er would come quickly.

A few days ago, he finally knew the purpose of Dao Er gathering these powerful beings. It wasn't to attack the Holy Race, but to attack the Shan Hai Realm!

Although Huoyun had never been to the Shanhai Realm and had no relationship with it, when he was following Jiayun, especially during their time in the Blood Dao Realm, the most he heard Jiayun talk about was the Shanhai Realm.

The Shanhai Realm is Jiang Yun's home!

Now that Ginger Cloud has gone missing, Dao Er is even daring to lead people to attack Ginger Cloud's home. How can Fire Cloud just sit idly by So today, Fire Cloud came to find the Saint Messenger and intends to go to the Shan Hai Realm to help Ginger Cloud defend his home!

However, what he didn't expect was that the archangel, who had always been willing to fulfill his requests, this time refused him very resolutely and decisively.

Huo Yun's personality was always defiant and unruly, he couldn't be controlled. Even though the Saint Messenger was always kind to him, in his heart, he didn't value the Saint Messenger or even the entire Saint Clan as much as Jiang Yun.

Therefore, when the Holy Messenger repeatedly refused, Huo Yun finally disregarded him and transformed into his true form, intending to attack the Holy Messenger and strike down the entire Holy Clan.

It's a pity, even though he had transformed into his true form and displayed his full strength, the saint's seemingly powerless palm suddenly surged with power, pressing down on his massive body, leaving him completely immobile.

And by his ear, the saint's receding voice grew fainter.

"I know you must hate me right now, but everything I've done is for your own good. Besides, with your abilities, you'd just be sending yourself to death!"

"When will you understand and stop making a fuss When will I let you out again!"

Huoyun struggled desperately with his body, wanting to break free from the oppression of this palm. But this palm was like a vast sky; no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't escape.

This made him unable to hold back his anger as he shouted, "You old bastard! What do you mean by what's good for me You're just afraid that after you die, the Saint Clan will have no one to succeed you. Let me tell you, your Fire Grandpa is still around!"

"If you have the ability, then just keep me suppressed forever. Otherwise, as soon as I break free, I will immediately leave the Holy Race and from then on, I will have nothing to do with your Holy Race."

Hearing the roar of the fire clouds, the archangel, who wasn't far away at all, showed a hint of helplessness on his aged face. This also reminded him of Daozun's avatar's recent visit.

The Dao Zun's avatar brought only one thing and said, "There are three drops of this in total. I'll send you one drop first. As long as your Saint Clan, along with all the ancient demon clans, stay out of this matter, then when this is over, I will send you the remaining two drops!"

It was precisely because of the Daozun's words and this matter that the Saint Messenger immediately made a decision, forbidding any ancient demon clans or sacred clans from participating in the attack on the Shanhai Realm.

This thing, it is a drop of blood, a drop of qilin's blood!

It was the blood of Kirin, one of the five ancestors of the Saint Clan!

The Qilin Saint Ancestor is not only one of the Five Ancestors, but also the most powerful among them. Even Dao Lords show him deference. Therefore, he is revered as the Saint Ancestor.

Even the holy messengers didn't expect that there would be three drops of fresh blood left behind by the Qilin Saint Ancestor in Dao Zun's place!

These three drops of Qilin's blood are simply priceless treasures for the entire Saint Clan.

Because with three drops of the Qilin blood, the Saint Race has the possibility to create another Qilin Saint Ancestor, just like crafting a fiery cloud.

Once there are two ancestors, the entire clan's strength will be greatly enhanced!

The angel retracted his thoughts and looked at Huo Yun, who was still cursing himself and the holy clan's fire clouds. He shook his head and said, "Huo Yun, if you want to break free from my grasp, you need to become a Dao demon at least."

You have time to rant here, you might as well hurry up and find a way to improve your skills and break free from my grasp yourself!

Although this is an extremely simple and straightforward kind of incitement, the archangel who knew Firecloud's personality very well knew that Firecloud would eat it up!

As expected, upon hearing the words of the saint messenger, Huo Yun fell silent for a moment before gritting his teeth and snarling: "Fine, old geezer, you just wait. Once I become a Dao Demon, I will have you taste the feeling of being crushed beneath my palm."

After finishing his words, Huoyun fell silent and, under the pressure of this palm, began to cultivate.

The holy messenger smiled faintly, murmuring to himself: "To want to suppress me under your control, being only a Dao demon is not enough!"

……

Besides the uproar caused by the fire clouds within the Saint Clan, at this very moment, within the territories of several major ancient demonic clans, countless figures are densely packed, kneeling on the ground!

Though none of them spoke, their faces bore an unyielding determination. Their eyes burned with intensity as they gazed upon the lair of their respective clan chiefs.

These figures, added together, number close to 30,000.

Although they belong to different ancient monster races, and some are even just ordinary monsters, they share two common identities.

They are all monsters from the Shan Hai world.

And another identity, they are also known as the Eighteen Ginger Demon Alliance!

First published on the Traditional Chinese Novel Networkoever, through the memories of Ginger Cloud that existed in the souls of Liu Peng and Jin Zeny ao and others, he had already guessed—Ginger Cloud, deeply devoted to sentimentality.This feeling encompa...