Chapter 173

After Lin Feng was rescued by the creatures of Qingtian Divine Mountain, he also woke up very quickly.

Pengfei, Pengling, and the others also asked him about many things.

Afterward, Lin Feng also learned the news that the Lin Clan had been wiped out.

There were no survivors in the entire clan, and his father, Lin Lin Zhen Tian, had also died tragically on the spot in the end.

This caused Lin Feng's eyes to split with rage, his heart filled with grief and indignation, and his fury to surge; he wished he could tear Jun Jun Xiaoyao into ten thousand pieces.

He indeed had even more motivation to become stronger.

Jun Jun Xiaoyao did not know about Lin Feng's encounters.

Even if he did, there would not be any fluctuation in his heart.

The Jun Clan is the iron, the protagonists of the world are the flowing water.

Xiao Chen was like this, Yang Pan was like this, and Lin Feng was also like this.

Jun Jun Xiaoyao still had many things to do; it was impossible for him to put all his energy into a small character like Lin Feng.

And at about the same time.

On another continent of the Ten Lands, named the Star Continent.

The Star Continent was very special among the Ten Lands of the Lower Realm.

Because it was rumored that a long time ago, a heaven-defying figure appeared on the Star Continent, named the Wuji Star Lord.

The Wuji Star Palace he founded once ruled the entire Star Continent.

Not only that, that Wuji Star Lord also ascended to the Immortal Realm, stirring up endless storms.

The number of supreme experts defeated by his hands was not less than the number of fingers on ten hands.

In the end, because his edge was too sharp, he offended too many factions and great figures, and finally died after being besieged.

The Wuji Star Palace in the Lower Realm also suffered a devastating blow and never recovered from that point on.

Following the fall of the Wuji Star Lord, the entire Star Continent declined.

This feeling was as if the Wuji Star Lord had already gathered the fortune of an entire realm onto himself.

His fall severed the fortune of the entire Star Continent.

And at this moment, on the Star Continent, a battle rare in the world was breaking out.

The two sides of the battle, one side, was the Xuantian Sect.

It was precisely one of the follower factions sent by the Jun Clan to the Lower Realm to suppress the Ten Great Ancient Clans.

And the other side was not just one faction.

There were terrifying creatures with golden horns on their heads.

There were also powerful existences with silver horns on their heads.

There were also a small number of mysterious experts wearing black cloaks, hunting down Xuantian Sect disciples everywhere.

"Kill! Protect our Xuantian Sect, suppress and kill the Sinful Clan!"

"You Sinful Clan members, flowing with the blood of sin in your bones, actually dare to dream of turning things around!"

Many Xuantian Sect experts roared, fighting with all their might.

"Hehe, our Golden Horn Clan has been suppressed for ten thousand years, and finally we can turn things around. Today, we will use your Xuantian Sect to sacrifice our blades first!" An expert with golden horns on his head grinned, revealing sharp teeth, appearing quite cruel and bloodthirsty.

Their lineage was called the Golden Horn Clan.

Once upon a time in the Huangtian Immortal Realm, they were also a famous and powerful race.

But because they stirred up trouble, they were suppressed by the Jun Clan, the experts of the clan were slaughtered, and the remaining clansmen were driven to the Lower Realm, becoming creatures of the Lower Realm.

Not only that, the Jun Clan also sent the Xuantian Sect to suppress and supervise them.

This caused the hatred in their hearts to keep piling up.

This shame and resentment were not only not worn away by time, but instead became more deeply engraved into their marrow.

Finally, they had the opportunity and were liberated.

Their full hearts of hatred and anger were all poured out onto the Xuantian Sect.

And on the other side, an expert with silver horns on his head also said coldly, "Our Silver Horn Clan has also been suppressed for ten thousand years. Whether it is your Xuantian Sect or the Jun Clan of the Immortal Realm, our Silver Horn Clan will take revenge!"

The Silver Horn Clan, like the Golden Horn Clan, were once supreme races of the Immortal Realm and experienced the same fate.

"Hmph, the Jun Clan, our masters, is not something you lowly Sinful Clan members can shake."

Suddenly, a cold snort rang out, and two old men appeared abruptly in the void.

"Sect Master, Deputy Sect Master!"

Seeing these two old men, everyone in the Xuantian Sect felt their spirits lifted.

They could be said to be the pillars of the Xuantian Sect.

The person who spoke was the Xuantian Sect Master, a true Saint Realm expert.

And the Deputy Sect Master beside him also had Quasi-Saint cultivation.

However, the Golden Horn Clan and the Silver Horn Clan were not in a panic.

Within their clans, powerful existences radiating Saint Realm aura also appeared.

Although they had been suppressed in the Lower Realm for a long time, they were, after all, once supreme races; how could they really not have any experts?

It was just that they had always been sealed within forbidden grounds before.

"How exactly did these Golden Horn and Silver Horn Clans break free?" The Deputy Sect Master frowned with his graying eyebrows, his old face solemn.

"Those black-robed people, could it be..." The Xuantian Sect Master had a guess in his heart, and his expression grew even colder.

Following this, the battle broke out again.

On the Xuantian Sect side, led by the Sect Master and Deputy Sect Master, they fought with all their might.

And on the side of the Golden Horn and Silver Horn Clans, there were also experts appearing, launching a bloody slaughter.

The entire situation was extremely chaotic.

Within the Xuantian Sect, the flames of war were also rising everywhere.

Soldiers against soldiers, generals against generals.

In the sky, experts were fighting.

Below, Xuantian Sect disciples were also fighting with the creatures of the Golden Horn Clan and the Silver Horn Clan.

But what made them terrified was that there was also a group of black-robed people wearing black cloaks, standing on the side of the Sinful Clan, ruthlessly hunting down Xuantian Sect disciples.

Xuantian Sect, on a plaza, corpses were scattered everywhere.

There were Sinful Clan creatures, but more of them were Xuantian Sect disciples.

At this moment, a beautiful woman was being surrounded by a group of black-robed people.

At her feet lay a bloody, mangled corpse; it was precisely the Senior Brother of the Xuantian Sect.

"You... who exactly are you, why are you pestering us so relentlessly!"

This woman's name was Liu Liu Qianqian; at this moment, her face was as white as paper, and her heart was filled with terror.

She did not understand why, among so many Xuantian Sect disciples, these black-robed people had to target them specifically.

Even the Senior Brother had died tragically on the spot to protect her.

At this time, one of the black-robed people located in the center let out a cold laugh and said, "Hehe, Liu Liu Qianqian, do you still not know what you did wrong?"

Hearing this slightly familiar tone, Liu Liu Qianqian's eyes suddenly froze, and she pointed at the black-robed person with disbelief, stammering.

"This voice... you... you are..."

Amidst Liu Liu Qianqian's shocked and surprised gaze.

That black-robed person slowly removed the black cloak from his body.

Revealing that face that Liu Liu Qianqian was about to forget.

"Mo Fan!"

Liu Liu Qianqian let out an unbelievable scream, and her entire person was petrified.

Mo Fan, the youth who, more than a year ago, had been framed by her and the Senior Brother working together, and then struck by lightning until he was on the verge of death.

At this moment, he had actually appeared alive in front of her.

"You... aren't you dead?" Liu Liu Qianqian's face was as pale as if it had been painted.

She had clearly seen Mo Fan struck by lightning until he was charred black, almost without any sign of life, which was why she had thrown him away casually.

And now, Mo Fan was not only still alive, but it seemed he had also undergone a rebirth.

"That, I have to thank you two dog-man-and-woman; if it weren't for you, how could I, Mo Fan, have today?"

"Speaking of which, I still have to thank you." Mo Fan smiled, but the smile was very cold and very cruel.