Chapter 242: Give Me a Reason Not to Kill You

Ji led the way anxiously, with Song Ce and Lv Fang following quietly behind him. As time passed, the route became increasingly remote, and finally, after traveling day and night, they arrived at a large mountain.

"Why did you stop suddenly? Are we there?"

Song Ce asked with confusion.

He did not sense anything in the vicinity, hence the question.

Lv Fang, at the very back, raised an eyebrow slightly. He hadn't sensed anything either, but when Ji stopped to observe the surroundings, he closed his eyes and sensed with his heart. At the foot of this mountain, there seemed to be a faint energy fluctuation.

Because it was too slight, if one didn't sense it carefully, it would be impossible to detect.

Could it be that the King of the Wu'e Clan was there?

He didn't know what secret technique he had used to hide his figure, causing normal cultivators to be unable to detect him. Even with Lv Fang's super-perception, hadn't he almost missed it?

Ji frowned, his expression showing a trace of confusion. He clearly sensed that the King was here, but why was there no sign of the King?

Logically speaking, after the King issued the call, he should have stayed in that place for a while.

Just as Ji was confused, a black dot flew over from afar. When it got closer, he realized it was a ball of black mist. After the mist dissipated, a sturdy middle-aged man appeared.

Similar to Ji, the middle-aged man had a mist-like mark on his forehead. This was the unique symbol of the Wu'e Clan; once they used their cultivation origin, the mark would appear and glow.

Most importantly, even if the mark was hidden, the unique aura of the Wu'e Clan emanating from the mark could not be covered up.

"Ji, why did you bring two humans here? Could it be that you have already defected?" The sturdy middle-aged man glared at Ji and questioned him.

Ji snorted coldly and said impatiently, "Hui, stop spouting nonsense here. If I had really defected, how could I have brought only two such weak humans? One of them is also an ancient alien race."

"I brought them here naturally for my own reasons."

"In terms of status and position, you are not yet qualified to point fingers at me. I will naturally explain the reason when I see the King."

The sturdy middle-aged man called Hui glanced at Song Ce and Lv Fang and didn't say anything more. After all, he was a Third Rank, Second Stage, and Ji was a Third Rank, First Stage; two low-rank human cultivators really couldn't be their opponents.

"How come you only recovered to Third Rank, First Stage? I was slightly injured before, and I also recovered to Third Rank, Second Stage."

Hui asked.

Ji cursed angrily, "We were restricted by the Heavenly Dao of this place, which caused our strength recovery to be extremely slow. I was also injured before and almost died in the Lower Upper Realm."

He pointed to Song Ce not far away and continued, "It was this guy who claims to be an ancient alien race who saved my life, which is why my strength recovery is so slow."

Song Ce glanced at Ji thoughtfully. It seemed that his previous argument about establishing a power dominated by ancient alien races had been accepted by this guy, which was why he said he had saved his life, even though he hadn't actually done anything.

Even if he hadn't been there at the time, Ji would have survived anyway.

Hui nodded slightly and said with some dissatisfaction, "After sleeping for so long, I didn't expect that upon waking up, the Heavenly Dao of this place would restrict us so much. You must know that in the ancient times, we were the darlings of heaven and earth."

Hearing this, Ji revealed a look of recollection and muttered, "You must have come here after hearing the King's call. I wonder if the four great protectors of our Wu'e Clan have successfully survived and come out of the sealed land."

"I don't know, but the situation is not optimistic." Hui frowned and said, "Many of our Wu'e Clan's elites died in the sealed land. If the four great protectors were still alive, they should have arrived here before us."

Ji nodded in agreement, and the scene fell into silence.

Song Ce looked around and said in a deep voice, "Could it be that we are just waiting here? Could it be that the King of your clan is not here at all?"

As soon as he finished speaking.

A large amount of black mist suddenly surged from the foot of the mountain, gathering but not dispersing, gradually forming a tunnel made of black mist, which looked bottomless from afar.

"The King is indeed here. We couldn't see him; it's just that the King hid his location. I should have thought of that earlier." Ji walked toward the black mist tunnel with excitement.

Just then, a Wu'e clansman with long hair jumped out of the black mist tunnel. He looked young, his figure was exceptionally slender, and he had a pair of black wings on his back.

An ancient alien race beyond the Ninth Rank!

When Lv Fang sensed the strength of the Wu'e youth in front of him, his eyelids jumped violently. He didn't expect that in such a short time, there would be a Wu'e clansman whose strength had recovered to beyond the Ninth Rank.

That was an existence comparable to a Great Scholar.

Not to mention that ancient alien races possessed even more powerful strength; they had almost few rivals in the same realm.

Was this the King of the Wu'e Clan?

The Wu'e clansman named Hui was right; this race was favored by heaven and earth before. An alien King, so young yet possessing such strong strength.

"Jue Hufa Huan, so you are here too. We came here after hearing the King's call, wanting to contribute our efforts."

Ji bowed respectfully.

Hui also bowed respectfully, "Jue Hufa Huan."

Lv Fang's eyes widened. The young Wu'e clansman beyond the Ninth Rank in front of him, such a strong existence, was actually not the King, but just a protector.

Then what was the strength of the current King?

Semi-Sage Realm?

Or Sage Realm?

At this moment, Lv Fang suddenly regretted it. He shouldn't have come here. He originally thought that the King of the ancient Wu'e Clan would not recover much strength in a short time, but now it seemed it was his wishful thinking.

He had already tried his best to think of this Wu'e Clan as very strong, but he still underestimated them.

But it was too late to leave now.

Facing a Wu'e protector beyond the Ninth Rank, he had no confidence that he could escape alive.

Song Ce's face was also a bit pale; obviously, he didn't expect that not long after the Wu'e Clan came out of the sealed land, someone's strength had recovered to beyond the Ninth Rank.

Seeing Jue Hufa Huan's red pupils looking over, Song Ce squeezed out a smile and said, "Jue Hufa Huan, please don't misunderstand. I am also an ancient alien race, here to defect to the King. I..."

Jue Hufa Huan looked at Song Ce expressionlessly and said coldly, "Give me a reason not to kill you!"

Song Ce's whole body trembled like a sieve. The gap in realm between the two sides was too large, and Huan's pressure made him almost unable to stand. Fortunately, he was different from ordinary people, and with the support of divine power, he didn't collapse to the ground.

He opened his mouth with difficulty and said, "I am also an ancient alien race, only I escaped from the sealed land earlier than you, so I know the current world very well..."

Speaking of this, Song Ce could no longer make a sound. His face was covered in sweat, and his legs were trembling, as if he would fall in the next second. ===== CHAPTER 243 =====