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"This, this..."

Witnessing a four-star Demon Ancestor Realm expert suddenly bitten into pieces by a dragon head, the eyes of Long Wen's group widened in shock, as if they had seen a ghost.

When Long Wen raised her head high and gazed at the man in golden robes' huge dragon head, a familiar feeling appeared in the depths of her heart.

"Shaotian!"

The emotions that Long Wen had hidden deep within his heart exploded. He ran over like a madman and threw himself into Long Shaotian's arms, hugging his body tightly, burying his head in his chest and crying loudly.

"Wen'er, I'm back. No one can bully you anymore!"

Embracing Long Wen's flexible body, Long Shaotian's eyes were filled with tenderness as he whispered a promise into her ear.

"Long Shaotian, Sky Dragon Clan's Young Lord, didn't he already …"

Long Shaotian and Long Wen had been in love for a hundred years, and just as they were preparing to get married, Long Shaotian suddenly disappeared on his way out. His innocent disappearance alarmed the entire Dragon clan, making Long Wen suffer a huge blow.

In order to track down Long Shaotian, the Heavenly Dragon Tribe had sent out all their forces, but to no avail. Many people suspected that Long Shaotian was already dead.

"Shaotian, where have you been all these years? Why did you come back so late?"

Long Wen stretched out her slender hands and gently caressed Long Shaotian's face, she really wanted to know about his experiences these past few years.

"Sigh, back then I was captured by someone and became that person's contracted beast. I was locked in that person's spatial treasure and the person who captured me died not long after. I was trapped in that person's spatial treasure and couldn't get out until not too long ago!" Long Shaotian let out a soft sigh as he recounted the events that had befallen him in the past few years.

"Shaotian, who was it that was so hateful to make you his contract beast!" Long Wen said angrily.

"It's the Sky Clan!" Long Shaotian.

"It's the Heavenly Clan again, these bunch of wolves!" Long Wen gritted his teeth and said.

"Right, Wen'er, how's the situation with the Flying Rain-Dragon Tribe?" Long Shaotian asked.

"Father and the rest were trapped in the Ancestral Land, and were able to use the Ancestral Land to fight against the Supreme Elders of the Demon Region." Father and the others were trapped in the Ancestral Land, and were able to use the Ancestral Land to fight against the Supreme Elders of the Demon Region. Long Wen explained the situation of the Raindragon clan.

"Then we must hurry back to the Flying Rain-Dragon Tribe and rescue them!" Long Shaotian.

"Shaotian, one of the major powers of the Flying Rain-Dragon Tribe has a five star Diremonster Ancestor. I'm afraid you aren't a match for him!" Although the scene of Long Shaotian devouring the golden robed man shocked everyone present, Long Wen was still worried for his safety.

"Don't worry. I, a mere five-star Demon Ancestor, am enough to destroy him!" And if I can't beat him, there's still Young Master Ye. "

With the Ancestral Dragon Pearl, Long Shaotian was able to unleash the battle prowess of a five star Demon Ancestor. Coupled with the large amount of Ancestral Artifacts that Ye Chenfeng possessed, their combined power was more than enough to destroy the enemy.

"Young Master Ye!"

Hearing the reverence in Long Shaotian's words, Long Wen and the others couldn't help but cast their gazes towards Ye Chenfeng.

"Young Master Ye is my benefactor. Without Young Master Ye, I wouldn't be who I am now!" Alright, let's hurry back to the Raindragon clan.

With that, Long Shaotian changed into his original form, which was several thousand meters long. He brought Ye Zichen, Long Wen, the Thousand Dragon Ancient Formation, and many other Raindragon clansmen to the ancestral grounds of the Flying Rain-Dragon Tribe.

"En, an enemy is coming!"

On the way to the Raindragon tribe, Ye Chenfeng's powerful soul force sensed more than ten powerful demon race experts flying towards him at an extremely fast speed. Amongst the group of demon race experts, Ye Chenfeng could also sense a powerful Heavenly Ancestor, however, that Heavenly Ancestor's strength was far inferior to the four-star demon ancestor that Long Shaotian had devoured.

"You guys wait here for me, I'll go kill them!"

With that, Ye Chenfeng summoned his Undying Wings and turned into a black ray of light in the air. In the blink of an eye, he had surpassed Long Shaotian and charged towards the enemy tens of thousands of meters away.

"Shaotian, can he do it alone?"

Long Wen, who was not familiar with Ye Chenfeng and was not clear about his strength, asked with a hint of worry.

"Don't worry, Young Master Ye's background is unimaginable. If my dragon clan wants to survive this disaster, we need to rely on Young Master Ye!" Long Shaotian opened his bloody mouth as he spoke in a deep voice.

"Relying on him?" The Raindragon Ancestral Soul floated out of the thousand dragon ancient formation, its eyes filled with doubt.

"Who is it?"

When they saw Ye Chenfeng, who had turned into a black ray of light and was getting closer, the ten over demon race supreme elders and the three-star Heavenly Ancestor immediately became alert. They released a powerful soul force to lock onto him.

"A single sword without a soul!"

Ye Chenfeng did not waste time with words. When the dozen or so demon race elders neared him, he summoned the Demon Sealing Sword and stabbed out with the peerless sword.

With a thrust of his sword, the space within a radius of several kilometers suddenly turned into a dark night. All of the brilliance was integrated into this unstoppable sword strike.

"Puff puff puff!"

Blood blossomed in the air.

Ye Zichen's sword tore through the void, instantly killing the five demon clan experts. Then, he sliced their bodies into pieces and sent them into the Yellow Springs.

"You're courting death."

He let out an angry roar, ignited his powerful bloodline energy, and transformed into a powerful Fiendgod Body. He summoned out a low quality Ancestral Spear that was almost two zhang long, its body coiled around a flood dragon and exuding a strong aura of Ancestral Aura, and stabbed towards Ye Chenfeng with an ear-piercing sound.

"Path of Controlling Artifact, Sickle of Death!"

Ye Zichen did not dodge the attack, but instead summoned the top-grade Ancestral Artifact, the Death Scythe, and threw out the Dao of Imperial Equipment.

"Buzz buzz buzz!"

The Ancestral Marks within the Sickle of Death were completely activated by the Dao of Imperial Equipment, and its power instantly increased dramatically. A large number of death storms surged out from the Sickle of Death, dyeing the entire space black.

A single slash from the Death Scythe split the entire space in two. A terrifying blade light akin to a spatial rift shattered the three-star Heavenly Ancestor's attack, slashing towards him as he watched in horror.

"Crack!"

The tri-star Heavenly Ancestor's low rank Ancestral Spear, which was in front of him, was unable to withstand the strongest blow from the Death Scythe. It snapped and the spatial crack like blade light ruthlessly slashed at the three-star Heavenly Ancestor's body, shattering his Divine Demon Tyrant Body and his powerful body.

Silence, an incomparable silence.

When Long Wen and the others saw the scene of Ye Zichen chopping apart a three star ancestor with a single attack, they were all stunned. They couldn't believe the scene that had just occurred before their eyes.

All of the demon clan elders were so scared that they lost two of their souls. Without even thinking, they immediately burnt their blood and fled into the distance.

"Die!"

Ye Chenfeng summoned his Dragon Head Ancestral Bow and released 300 billion pounds of force. He shot out numerous powerful Ancestral Swords towards the fleeing demon race expert.

"Bang bang bang!"