novelraw Chapter 935: Black Water Region, Azure Dragon Tribe
Chapter 935: Black Water Region, Azure Dragon Tribe
Above the Black Water Region.
The void rippled, and two figures emerged.
A handsome young man in white stood in front, followed by a slightly naïve youth in green.
"So this is the Black Water Region.
Where is your Azure Dragon Tribe?"
Ye Yun stood with his hands behind him, his gaze calm as he looked at the endless mountains in the distance.
The spiritual energy in the Black Water Region is relatively thin; compared to the Supreme Realm, it is indeed a barren land.
The Azure Dragon Tribe, where the youth in green belongs, is located in the wasteland of the Black Water Region.
The so-called wasteland is the worst place in the Black Water Region, with thin spiritual energy and scarce human presence.
Indeed.
Even if the spiritual energy is sparse, it still contains divine nature, making the wasteland an unparalleled place for cultivation for the cultivators of the Cangnan Continent.
The youth in green looked around, identified the direction, and said softly, "Senior, the Azure Dragon Tribe is not far from here; I’ll lead you there..."
"Good! Lead the way!"
Ye Yun nodded.
The youth in green took a deep breath, his expression excited, and flew quickly in a certain direction.
He knew.
This unfathomable elder brought him out of the Forbidden Zone of the Hidden Dragon with the sole purpose of helping him exact revenge.
Now they had reached the Black Water Region.
Once the elder made a move, what chance did the small Red-blood Tribe stand against him?
The two of them flew one after the other toward the wasteland.
...
In the vast wasteland, mountains and rivers stretched endlessly, dotted with hundreds of tribes, big and small.
The Azure Dragon Tribe was just a small tribe, with relatively weak strength.
The Red-blood Tribe, on the other hand, was a medium-sized tribe with a large number of people and strong powers, far surpassing the Azure Dragon Tribe.
The Red-blood Tribe was situated in a majestic mountain range.
This mountain was named Blood Passage Mountain.
Deep within Blood Passage Mountain, nestled in a secluded mountain terrain, stood a dark red ancient palace.
This was the Council Hall of the Red-blood Tribe.
Inside the hall.
Several people stood, looking somewhat anxious.
"Clan Leader, is the Azure Dragon Blood still not enough?"
A middle-aged man paced back and forth, speaking nervously.
A red-robed elder sitting on a dragon throne had originally closed his eyes, suddenly opened them, two beams of divine light pierced the void like swords.
"Not enough!"
The red-robed elder said deeply.
"The Azure Dragon Tribe is just a small tribe, with not many people. Some died in battle, some were severely injured, and we rescued them all, nurturing them to provide a continuous supply of blood, yet it’s still not enough..."
The middle-aged man spread his hands, speaking helplessly.
"Clan Leader, does your Red Blood Divine Skill absolutely require Azure Dragon Blood?"
Another youth, about thirty years old, asked with a face full of disappointment.
"Indeed, the Red Blood Divine Skill is extremely powerful, and with the assistance of Azure Dragon Blood, it’s much easier to cultivate successfully!"
The red-robed elder said slowly.
His eyes gleamed with divine light, releasing endless majesty in every gesture.
He was the person with the highest cultivation in the entire Red-blood Tribe.
He had now reached the Fourth-tier of God Monarch Realm.
"Clan Leader, it’s true that the Red Blood Divine Skill hasn’t been mastered in many years, but I heard that our Red-blood Tribe once had an outstanding prodigy tens of thousands of years ago who gathered various Divine Beast’s Blood and mastered the Red Blood Divine Skill, so..."
A burly middle-aged man walked over, speaking with a complex expression.
The red-robed elder glared, coldly said, "What do you know? Why hasn’t this Red Blood Divine Skill been mastered over so many years? Isn’t it because the quality of the blood isn’t high enough?
Don’t be suspicious, I’ve verified it many times over the years, only by absorbing Azure Dragon Blood can I cultivate the Red Blood Divine Skill successfully, thus giving our Red-blood Tribe hope for advancement to a higher tribe!"
"So that’s how it is, then I understand, Clan Leader!"
The burly middle-aged man heard this and suddenly understood, lowering his head helplessly.
"Just a bit more Azure Dragon Blood, and I’ll be able to formally master it, and then breakthrough to the God Monarch Realm fifth layer!"
The red-robed elder said softly.
"Clan Leader, let’s intensify our efforts and capture those who escaped back sooner!"
The burly middle-aged man spoke loudly.
"That would be good..."
The red-robed elder thought for a moment, then said coldly, "Has the team stationed at the Azure Dragon Tribe found anything?"
"No one has returned to the Azure Dragon Tribe."
The burly middle-aged man replied despondently.
"For now, don’t withdraw the team; stay there temporarily. I imagine those who escaped will eventually sneak back. When the time comes, capture them all alive, so we have a continuous supply of Azure Dragon Blood!"
The red-robed elder instructed in a deep voice.
"Understood, Clan Leader!"
The burly middle-aged man agreed and turned away.
The others also took their leave.
The grand hall was left with only the red-robed elder.
"Alas!"
The red-robed elder sighed suddenly, turned, and entered a secret room adjacent, closing the door tightly.
The secret room wasn’t large, with just an old offering table, upon which sat an incense burner and a statue.
The statue was entirely blood-red, wearing a mask, cradling an egg in its arms, quite peculiar, its identity unknown.
He lit an incense stick.
The red-robed elder bowed, fearfully speaking, "Master, I’ve done my best, but the Azure Dragon Blood is still insufficient; please mete out your punishment!"
The blood-red statue remained silent, like a lifeless object.
After waiting for a long time.
The red-robed elder noticed the statue wasn’t responding, and his eyes flashed with a hint of joy.
It appeared.
That the master wasn’t punishing him.
This silent reply seemed to have granted him more time.
"Master, I will leave now to gather more Azure Dragon Blood!"
The red-robed elder bowed once more and then exited the secret room.
Smoke lingered in the secret room.
The eyes beneath the mask of the dark red statue suddenly glowed subtly, a red light flashed.
"Incapable fool!"
A barely discernible voice emanated from the statue.
And then, the voice ceased.
Once more, the statue fell into silence.
...
Meanwhile.
After several units of time of flying, Ye Yun followed the youth in green and finally hovered above the Azure Dragon Tribe.
The small Azure Dragon Tribe was set in a low mountain valley.
At present.
Almost all the buildings had been destroyed; ruins and remnants were everywhere, although it seemed to have experienced a fierce battle, there wasn’t a drop of blood anywhere.
"Senior, this is my Azure Dragon Tribe, yet not a single soul remains..."
The youth in green gazed at the devastated tribe ruins, his eyes filled with tears, choking with grief.
"Haha, how could there be no living souls? We’ve been waiting impatiently here for quite a while..."
Laughter rang out.
In the distance, amidst a heap of ruins, space fluctuated as a formation activated, and seven or eight figures emerged.
These seven or eight individuals were mostly red-robed youths, with cultivation bases at least True God Realm Third Layer or above.
"Red-blood Tribe?"
The youth in green stared at them, slightly stunned.
Ye Yun glanced over.
These fellows, although exceedingly handsome, were enveloped in blood-red energy, clearly the cultivation techniques they practiced were particularly strange.