Chapter 857

Hearing Ao Mang say this, Xuan Chen and the others understood that he was not here to cause trouble, and they breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts.

No matter which world it was, the relationship between dragons and phoenixes was not very good.

Even Yan Yuan and the Azure Dragon could not escape this.

Perhaps in ancient times, the dragon clan often hunted the Peng Bird clan that followed the phoenix, and the phoenix always hunted the water clan that followed the dragon clan.

Gradually, the Jiao Dragon and the Peng Bird, these two major clans that followed the dragon and phoenix, also became sworn enemies.

Now, they were both in trouble and attached to Shushan, so they were not like before, shouting and killing when they met.

But it was normal to look at each other with displeasure. Of course, when they were in Shushan, they certainly didn't dare to do it openly.

After all, Jiang Yan had said before that there should be no disputes within a hundred years, and the Jiao Dragon clan and the Peng Bird clan were not sure where the boundary of the dispute was.

But outside the Shushan world, it was much easier to talk about.

Although the Ice God was here, it was impossible to have a big fight, but it was easy to trip each other up.

Ao Mang narrowed his eyes slightly and looked down at this world from the sky.

Although it looked like he was bringing such a large army to the border, in fact, he was just standing in the Chaos Sea outside the Shushan world, staring at this world.

He didn't come in.

After all, if he really entered this Small Thousand World that had been determined to be the Peng Bird clan's, it would really be a fight.

The confrontation between Jin Dang and the others and Ao Mang and the others radiated a massive, high-dimensional aura that surpassed the entire world at every moment.

For a time, the entire Qin world was trembling, and Seeing Ying Zheng and the people of the world could feel the fear that the world conveyed to them, the local living beings, at every moment.

But…

Neither Ao Mang nor the other Jiao Dragon clansmen were really deliberately targeting this world; they were just radiating their aura unconsciously.

The people of the Qin world saw for the first time what the real cultivation world would be like.

The Golden-Winged Great Peng, Miemeng Demon Bird, Black Bird, Black Jiao… covering the sky and blocking the sun, suppressing the entire world.

All kinds of existences broke their past imagination.

At this moment, everyone in the Qin world realized that the world had undergone a huge change.

Seeing Ying Zheng clenched his fists slightly. Ao Mang and the others didn't target any of them, but just by standing there with their aura fully open.

He already felt his own powerlessness. The Great Qin he had always been proud of was like a pile of ants gathered together to play house in front of such characters.

Life and death were controlled by someone else's thought. In this way, he couldn't raise any thoughts of resistance.

The gap was too big…

No wonder every time Xuan Chen and the others mentioned mortal dynasties and mortals, the meaning between the lines was an attitude of doing whatever they wanted and handling it arbitrarily.

The so-called dynasty, the so-called power, the so-called Emperor's Dao…

To them, as long as they were not cultivators, it was all a joke.

Seeing Ying Zheng experienced a rule more cruel than the Qin world.

In the cultivation world, strength is respected.

The weak have no qualifications to speak for themselves.

The truth of the cultivation world is also very simple: whoever is stronger is the truth.

Seeing Ying Zheng also understood why Xuan Chen and the others had been Emperors for so long but had no interest in organizing the kingdom.

Compared to cultivators who were constantly becoming stronger and possessed such power.

Mortal dynasties…

Even if everyone in the dynasty was a top-tier martial artist, it had no effect at all.

Simply put…

Mortals are pets kept by cultivators.

Inexplicably, Seeing Ying Zheng felt some sorrow.

Clenching his fists tightly, the Black Jiao above his head was more brilliant than the sun, making Seeing Ying Zheng dare not look up.

But the more this was the case, the more Seeing Ying Zheng felt ashamed and angry.

In this world, the desire to govern Great Qin was extremely reduced, and the thought of cultivating and becoming stronger increased rapidly.

No matter how strong his Great Qin was, it was only a mortal dynasty in the lower realm, and it was of no help to his cultivation path.

Even if he wanted to walk the Kingly Way, he needed support, resources, and foundation.

The only thing Seeing Ying Zheng could rely on now was the Peng Bird clan.

The good news was…

The Peng Bird clan was one of the five prominent clans in the world.

With thousands of thoughts in his heart, Seeing Ying Zheng felt his hem being tightly gripped.

Looking back, Ying Yinman was pale, trembling, and lowering her head.

"Father Emperor, are we going to die…"

Seeing Ying Zheng pursed his lips, held Ying Yinman's hand, and comforted her softly:

"Be good, Yinman, Ancestor will protect us."

"Father Emperor, are all cultivators this powerful…"

Ying Yinman looked at Seeing Ying Zheng with expectation, and the latter nodded, saying in a deep voice:

"Yes, Yinman. For cultivators, cultivators with lower strength than themselves, as well as mortals, do not have the qualifications to communicate with them on equal footing."

"So Yinman… we must cultivate well. The status of a mortal Emperor and princess is worthless in front of cultivators."

"To them, an entire world might not have any value."

Ying Yinman nodded with complicated emotions. Not far away, Zou Yan, Ge Nie, and others were also kneeling on the ground, sweating profusely and trembling.

They were not like Seeing Ying Zheng and the others who at least had the Black Bird bloodline and had started cultivating.

They were just martial artists…

Facing the top-tier cultivators at the peak of Qi Refining and Spirit Transformation, with their aura fully open and colliding across the world.

Even if the aftermath didn't affect them, a trace of this aura leaking out made them hover on the edge of life and death at all times.

"This is… cultivation… strength!"

Zou Yan had already been pressed to the ground, looking up at Ao Mang and the others in the sky with difficulty, his eyes fanatical.

"So strong… so strong!"

"I also want to become such an existence! Definitely!" **CHAPTER 858**

"Then I really must thank you, but we don't need it."

"What if I insist on giving it?"

Ao Mang narrowed his eyes slightly, and Jin Dang flapped his wings, causing infinite golden light to erupt, suppressing even the sun in the sky.

"If you wish to spar with me, I don't mind letting you recall the 'Life-Extinguishing Feathers' of my Golden Eagle clan from the past..."

Hearing this, a trace of wariness flashed in Ao Mang's eyes.

The Golden Eagle clan of the past also fed on Jiao dragons. With their cultivation levels now equal, he did not fear Jin Dang, but winning in a short time was impossible.

Furthermore, fighting was not what he had intended to do.

Right now, the affairs of the Shushan Sect were the most important.

Thinking of this, the aura around Ao Mang dissipated, and he returned to human form, laughing heartily.

"Haha, just a joke. Fighting and killing harms the harmony. After all, we are now both attached to the Shushan Sect; we can at least be considered colleagues."

Jin Dang and the others sneered, but they did not tear off the mask of civility. They returned to human form and stood quietly in the sky, watching Ao Mang.

"Since the joke is over, please leave. Instead of wasting time here chatting with existences you don't like, you'd be better off searching for worlds."

"That goes without saying."

Ao Mang replied with a smile, then his gaze pierced through the world barrier and focused on Seeing Ying Zheng and Ying Ying Yinman.

He raised an eyebrow and said with deep meaning:

"No wonder you value this world so much... The imperial clan of this mortal world actually all possess the Mysterious Bird bloodline."

"Hehe... these two are actually top-grade spiritual roots. Flying Chicken... you have good luck..."

"However..."

Xuan Chen's expression changed abruptly. He waved his hand, bringing Seeing Ying Zheng, Ying Ying Yinman, and the others to his side, and powerful immortal scripts were carved around them, condensing into a strong protective shield.

Xuan Chen stared coldly at Ao Mang.

"There is no need to involve the younger generation in the matters of us older ones. If you dare to make a move against them, believe me, I will not let the younger generation of your Black Jiao clan off easily either!"

Hearing this, although Seeing Ying Zheng, Ying Ying Yinman, and the others were still somewhat worried, they felt a great sense of security following Xuan Chen.