Chapter 1822

Heishanyang immediately appeared beside Qinglong Daoren, its expression also not good, solemnly said: "Kid, did you just sense it? A Strong One has noticed this side, seems to be coming to Longshe Shan, how will you respond?"

Qinglong Daoren countered: "You also sensed it?"

"Nonsense, I am extremely sensitive in this regard; a Strong One's gaze, that person's strength is great, if it really won't work, why don't we just run?" Heishanyang asked anxiously.

It is not suitable to stay here long; this Strong One is stronger and more outrageous than the previous Strong One, not something they can oppose; they can leave this place, they can… go back to the small world, that way they can ensure their safety.

Inside Longshe Shan, all of Chen Chuyang's women are here, plus a daughter; if something happens, it would be inexcusable.

Qinglong Daoren pondered: "I also thought about that, but this place cannot be abandoned, we cannot leave, Longshe Shan is too important, the formations here have been strengthened many times, should be fine unless the enemy surpasses the Tribulation Realm."

"The main body has strengthened the formation; dealing with Strong Ones within the Tribulation Realm is still no problem, even if we cannot kill them, we can trap the enemy, preventing them from leaving the formation."

Heishanyang still worried: "No fear of ten thousand, just fear the one chance, Qinglong kid, are you sure you want to take the risk?"

"If it really won't work, go find the main body to come help." Qinglong Daoren really didn't want to ask Chen Chuyang for help; how many times has this been, he himself feels embarrassed.

Although they are one entity, after all they are separate individuals; he, he doesn't want to always go to Chen Chuyang for everything, when facing a strong enemy he seeks help instead of solving it himself; Qinglong Daoren also cares about face, cannot keep losing face.

"That's all we can do; Chen Chuyang that kid can completely stay here, no need to return to the small world, this place is more suitable for his cultivation." Heishanyang proposed, it still felt safer staying beside Chen Chuyang; Qinglong Daoren's strength is not enough strong, his cultivation rises quickly, but there isn't that much time for him to cultivate.

Wanting to grow up is not that easy, nor that fast.

"That's the main body's affair, I cannot decide." Qinglong Daoren spread his hands, helplessly said: "You can go tell the main body about this, I, I won't say anything."

"Qinglong kid, how can you be timid?" Heishanyang was speechless.

"Alright, no more nonsense with you, I will go strengthen the formation to ensure Longshe Shan's safety." Qinglong Daoren waved his hand, not wanting to continue nonsense with it, to ensure this place's safety, the formation needs vitality.

Otherwise, he cannot rest easy.

Mulong family.

Mulong Wenyi charged toward the tribulation lightning, directly facing the baptism of the tribulation lightning.

His whole person was within the tribulation lightning; this tribulation lasted a long time, the final bolt of lightning fell, Mulong Wenyi did not fall, instead he caught that bolt, his body was enveloped by lightning, completely becoming part of the lightning.

Soon, the lightning dispersed, Mulong Wenyi stood in the sky, arms spread, Tribulation Realm pressure spread.

In an instant, the powerful pressure spread along him, spreading to both sides.

The entire Mulong family was enveloped; that pressure made many Mulong clansmen unable to lift their heads, each bowing low, enduring this pressure already difficult, let alone raising their heads to watch.

"Heh."

Mulong Wenyi gave an angry shout, his cultivation emanated.

The cultivation of the first tribulation, completely began to transform; after passing the tribulation lightning, he will have received the baptism of heaven and earth, cultivation increased, injuries healed.

During that time, many came to block, but were stopped by other Mulong family members, unable to approach Mulong Wenyi, preventing them from disturbing Mulong Wenyi.

When Mulong Wenyi's cultivation had recovered, his cultivation, terrifyingly suppressive.

Mulong Tian walked over, came beside Mulong Wenyi, delighted: "Wenyi, congratulations on advancing to the Tribulation Realm; from now on you are one of the top Strong Ones of our Mulong family."

Mulong Tian looked more and more satisfied; this Mulong Wenyi did not disappoint him, far surpassing his two sons, completely incomparable to them; his two sons died and vanished, Mulong Tian's last hope was Mulong Wenyi; fortunately, Mulong Wenyi succeeded, took that step, successfully advanced to the Tribulation Realm.

"Wenyi, the Mulong family will rely on you from now on."

Mulong Tian thought of his two deceased sons, his expression sorrowful.

He truly is heartbroken; the death of his sons made him, a white-haired person, send off black-haired ones, completely breaking this father's heart.

Two brothers died consecutively, followed by his son's death, plus many clan elders died and vanished; this clan chief is truly exhausted, could collapse at any moment; he knows he cannot collapse, cannot be despondent, can only pretend to be strong; anyone in the Mulong family could collapse, but he cannot.

At this moment he can relax; Mulong Wenyi has advanced to the Tribulation Realm, he can rest assured, the Mulong family has successors.

"Chief, I…"

Mulong Wenyi wanted to speak, had much to say, but couldn't get it out.

He knew what the chief had gone through, also knew his sorrow; Mulong Tian has become much older, his hair turned much whiter, compared to before, vastly different.

At this moment, Mulong Tian is like an old man, an aged clan chief, exuding a rotting aura, as if he could die at any time.

Greatest sorrow is death of the heart.

"Wenyi, no need to say, these are what I as chief should bear, you need not blame yourself; in the future you only need to cultivate well, the remaining high morale, I will handle."

"This old coot of mine isn't old yet, not dead yet, can still shield you from wind and rain; I will clear away all obstacles for you."

At this moment Mulong Tian looks down on the world, he is still that Mulong Tian.

The heaven of the Mulong family, the chief of the Mulong family, one of the Strong Ones of Lingzhou, how could he be defeated by some trifling matters?

"Chief, you've worked hard." Mulong Wenyi's mouth twitched, finally only able to utter this sentence.

He truly wanted to comfort the chief, but didn't know how to comfort, nor how to speak.

He merely silently remembered all this, he swore he would certainly let the Mulong family rise, certainly take revenge, annihilate the Mangshan Demon Palace.

The grudges of his brothers, his father, and many clansmen, he will repay them personally, cannot let the murderers go free, must let everyone know the Mulong family cannot be offended, nor be underestimated.

Anyone who dares to kill a Mulong family member will suffer the Mulong family's endless pursuit.

No one is exempt.

"Wenyi, rest assured, this old man before I die will definitely not leave you a mess." Mulong Tian spoke his last words; actually, this was arranging posthumous affairs.

"Mulong family, from now on it's entrusted to you; the other clansmen have nothing to say."

They all heard it, and also tacitly accepted.