Beast Taming: Bloodline Golden Hand-Chapter 629 - 421: The Ancient Race Sets Out

Gu Zheng suddenly stood up, greed and murderous intent intertwining within his eyes.

The appearance of the Phoenix Arm was an immense temptation for an old monster like him, whose life was nearing its end and longed for a breakthrough.

Transplanting the Phoenix Arm could not only grant powerful strength but also potentially unveil the secret of Nirvana and rebirth, extending his already dwindling life!

"Send out the order!" Gu Zheng’s voice was slightly hoarse due to excitement,

"Immediately deploy the Ancient Divine Guards! And summon a group of elders of rank! This time, I will personally lead the team!"

"A mere Spirit Academy dares to harm our Ancient Race members, they shall be executed!"

...

At the time the Ancient Race was grandly mobilizing troops, negotiations at the Falling God Mountains lacked no verbal skirmishes, but the atmosphere had subtly changed.

Gu Youshan, following the previously discussed results, attempted to double the centennial tribute to obtain a concession from the Divine Race. This generous offer tempted many small and medium Divine Race representatives.

After all, obtaining double the resources without bloodshed, why not?

However, led by Xuanyuan Zhou, the upper echelon of the Divine Race remained steadfast in their stance.

"This is not about the amount of resources."

In an internal Divine Race meeting, facing some wavering voices, Xuanyuan Zhou firmly said,

"The century pact is a divine covenant with the Heavenly Dao. Once signed, it means our Divine Race will need to go dormant for another century!"

"A century is enough time for the Human Race to undergo earth-shattering changes!

"By then, if they completely seize or refine the Dragon Vein, will we still have the initiative we enjoy today? We must think long-term!"

After the meeting ended, he privately asked Gu Feng:

"When will the Ancient Race reinforcements arrive?"

"The message just came through, the army has set out."

Gu Feng’s eyes burned with the flames of revenge,

"I also need to depart immediately, to personally wash away this great shame at the Spirit Academy!"

"The negotiations here will be left to you to handle."

Xuanyuan Zhou, upon hearing this, nodded with satisfaction: "Go without worry, I will keep them steady here."

"About what we discussed earlier..." Gu Feng looked at Xuanyuan Zhou.

Xuanyuan Zhou immediately understood, referring to the Dragon Vein of the Spirit Academy, he quickly said, "If the Ancient Race can take down the Spirit Academy, everything previously agreed upon holds."

Gu Feng was very dissatisfied upon hearing the word ’if’.

This time, the Ancient Race had mobilized nearly its true main forces. If they couldn’t take down the Spirit Academy, it would be too shameful.

The Ancient Race might no longer belong to the four great Divine Races.

On the same day, Gu Feng led a significant portion of the top experts remaining in the Ancient Race and silently left the Falling God Mountain camp.

Alongside, Xuanyuan Zhou’s attitude at the negotiating table changed again, becoming dilatory.

...

Meanwhile, the Great Elder had returned from Thunder City.

He not only successfully persuaded Thunder City’s City Lord Xu Pingzhi but also gained the full support and promised aid from Thunder City’s three major families.

Xu Pingzhi personally led a group of Thunder City elites to the Spirit Academy with the Great Elder.

When they saw the devastated scene of the Spirit Academy and sensed the lingering bloodshed and energy turbulence in the air, they all gasped, imagining the ferocity of the previous battle.

Upon hearing that Lin Chen had used Xiaobai to slay Gu Cennan and repel strong foes, Xu Pingzhi couldn’t help but clap and exclaim in admiration:

"Elder Lin always manages to surprise with each meeting."

"Give him two more years, and we old folks might truly be left far behind!"

The Great Elder, upon hearing this, also revealed a trace of a gratified yet proud smile.

This was no joke, Lin Chen’s growth speed was terrifyingly fast, each breakthrough accompanied by a leap in strength, seemingly without a limit.

As they spoke, they immediately began setting up defenses around the Dragon Vein core area and the Spirit Academy perimeter.

Xu Pingzhi, gazing at the subterranean Dragon Vein Land, suddenly asked with curiosity: "Come to think of it, the distribution of the Dragon Vein is indeed peculiar."

"How so?"

"A mountainous region like the Spirit Academy having a Dragon Vein makes sense. But why does the vast plain of the Celestial Capital nurture the largest main Dragon Vein?"

The Great Elder, while examining the defensive array, explained:

"According to ancient legends, the Power of the Dragon Vein is the formidable force left by Pangu who created heaven and earth."

"Later, the True God of Purity, seeing this force as too tyrannical, suppressing the earth’s vitality, intervened to guide and dissolve it, spreading it beneath the earth and set regulations so its energy could slowly be absorbed and utilized by all living beings, benefiting all life."

"However, these are all insubstantial legends, hard to verify."

Xu Pingzhi was about to ask more when suddenly a piercing crane cry came from the sky!

A fast-speed Spirit Crane, like a bolt of lightning, dove down and landed in front of the two.

The apprentice, too rushed to salute, urgently reported:

"Great Elder! City Lord Xu! Bad news! The outer patrol sent out an urgent signal, spotting a large Ancient Race army a thousand miles away in the canyon to the northwest!"

"Judging by its trajectory, it’s headed right for our Spirit Academy!"

"So soon?!"

The Great Elder’s pupils shrank upon hearing this, and the map he was holding tightened.

...

On the other side, Lin Chen and Chen Ming, leading the Monster Hunter Guild elite, hurried along with almost no delays except for necessary short rests.

The team was composed of experts, whether Beast Taming or flying or rushing on land, their speed was swift.

That day, they flew over the now-ruined Willow City.

Willow City, once occupied by the Demon Race during the Demon Beast War years ago, had been turned into an Eight Trigrams Array.

As a result, it had long become a place of death, filled to this day with a disconcerting aura of decay, with traces of the previous devastation still faintly visible among the ruins.

Chen Ming looked down at the desolate scene below, his brow furrowed, recalling the enigma that lingered in his mind:

"Lin Chen, do you think where did the Nine Netherworld Snake learn the arrangement method of the ancient Eight Trigrams Array back then?"

"A formation like that, logically, the Demon Race shouldn’t have known."

Lin Chen shook his head, his gaze similarly solemn as it swept over the ruins below:

"Unknown. This matter is strange; the National Master’s Institute of the Celestial Capital has been investigating for years, yet no conclusive clue has surfaced."

"Perhaps the National Master’s Institute already knows, but they just don’t tell."

Chen Ming also believed so, sighing as he said:

"Bringing this up, the most lamentable must be Immortal Bai Ling. If she still had her power, we wouldn’t need to fear the Divine Race so much now."

"Her matter is even harder to investigate."

Lin Chen nodded.

Since Bai Ling had entered the Immortal Realm back then, in theory, it should’ve been impossible for her to fall.

Thus, the hidden truth remains under investigation till today.

As they spoke and flew, a guild member quickly approached from behind.

"President, we just attempted to go out hunting and saw a huge mountain fire ahead...."

Chen Ming looked up, indeed spotting a lot of smoke, and asked, "Can’t it be extinguished?"

"The Water Spirit Beast can’t put it out; the flames seem unusual," the guild member said.

Before Chen Ming could respond, Lin Chen suddenly widened his eyes and said:

"This is bad!"