Rebirth: City Sovereign

The Red Crystal Longsword collided with the desiccated corpse's arm that burst out from the mud. A scarlet sword light flashed and immediately cut the hand in half.    

Hee Hong retreated two steps back, his eyes opened wide, looking at the white clothed youth, and asked in a surprised tone.    

"There's actually a Alien Clan?"    

During the day, when the External Magic Formation was broken, even the three leaders could feel it. Hee Hong could also naturally sense it, but when Ye Ning appeared in front of him, he naturally treated the person who destroyed the External Magic Formation and entered the God Clan Continent as Ye Ning.    

But he never would have thought that other than this Ye Ning, there was actually a Alien Clan that entered the God Clan Continent today.    

Behind Ye Kai, Hee Yu, Xiong Shanhe and Lang Feiren also slowly walked out. Xiong Shanhe glared at Hee Hong as the veins on his face popped out as he shouted in anger.    

"Hee Hong, you have committed countless evil deeds, and killed countless of my fellow countrymen in God Clan."    

"Today is the day you die!"    

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. What happened today? Why did I, Hee Hong meet with such a good opportunity?" Facing the four people, including Ye Kai, Hee Hong laughed sinisterly.    

"Two Alien Clan s, tsk, tsk. Their God Clan is going to change."    

"How dare you!" Xiong Shanhe bellowed, his right hand shook and a lightning Flying Sword appeared.    

"Bam!"    

The purple lightning on Hee Hong's body exploded, but Hee Hong did not move an inch, allowing the lightning to flow on his body, while chuckling.    

"Xiong Shanhe, with your little ability, you don't have the qualifications to act impudently in front of me, the King Corpse."    

Hee Hong sneered. Suddenly, he swung the black wooden staff in his hand in a circle, and pointed it to his side.    

"Boom!"    

Two Corpse Mud Undead s suddenly flew out from the ground beneath his feet, blocking Hee Hong's side like a wall of corpse mud.    

The spirit treasure that Lang Feiren had secretly shot out had struck the wall and was instantly engulfed.    

Lang Feiren, these little toys of yours were useless to me dozens of years ago, and yet you are still using them?    

Finished speaking, Hee Hong slowly raised his head, and looked at the person who was looking at him with the same gaze, his expression crazed even more.    

"As for you, Hee Yu, in forty years, you're actually this old. Could it be that someone carried you over? "Haha!"    

"Hee Hong, I have nothing to say to you. You know what you have done in the past few years." Hee Yu's expression was calm, and did not display any emotions.    

"Let me ask you, the people who have disappeared from the three great families for the past few decades are all thanks to you, right?"    

"To become my sacrifice to the Corpse King should be their glory."    

Hee Hong said as he turned to look at Ye Kai who was beside him.    

"And what about you? You haven't been able to find me for 40 years. If it wasn't for this foreign clan, I'm afraid you would still be in the dark. "    

What was somewhat unexpected to Hee Hong was that even though he had opened up the limits of his cultivation, he was still unable to see through the cultivation bases of the other races around Hee Yu.    

Ye Kai stared deadly at the small purple Magic Ball behind Hee Hong.    

There was no doubt that the person imprisoned inside was Ye Ning's soul.    

It looked like the two of them started to argue, and Hee Hong, who was very strong, grabbed Ye Ning, separated his soul and body, and started to cultivate the Yin Arts.    

"Yo, I didn't expect to meet you so soon, Ye Kai." Ye Ning was clearly the most passive person on the stage. With just a thought from Hee Hong, he would immediately turn into ashes, but at this moment, he seemed to not care in the slightest.    

"Hmm? That is the soul of another race? "    

Hearing Ye Ning's voice, the three great leaders naturally noticed the situation behind Hee Hong. The three of them were stunned for half a second with their faces blank.    

It was only because other than Ye Kai, there were actually other races along the road of God Clan. Hee Yu did not expect Hee Hong to meet another race so quickly.    

At this moment, inside a cave on a small mountain thousands of kilometers away from the six of them, a little boy was sitting at the mouth of the cave, looking towards Ye Kai and the rest.    

Even though they were thousands of kilometers apart, with normal vision, they shouldn't be able to see anything clearly. Yet, the little boy's eyes flashed with a golden light as he took in the scene of the six people staring at each other.    

"Wow, dad, dad!"    

"What is it?" the bald man asked without turning his head as he continuously forged red spirit stones with the hammer in his hand.    

"Uncle He is fighting with a group of people."    

Hearing the words of the ball, the bald man paused for half a second before sighing.    

"Piaomiao, how many times have I said it? That person is no longer your Uncle He."    

"A person who cultivates the Yin Arts is expelled from the Hee Family. Hee Hong has not been a person with Hee Family for a long time, he is just a scum."    

"Huh?" The little ball stared blankly for a moment, then placed its index finger on its mouth, as if it was thinking about something.    

"But, didn't father leave the three great families? But, is father still father still father?"    

"That's different." The bald man sighed, put away the hammer in his hand, and slowly stood up.    

"That Alien Clan, has he not woken up yet?"    

"No, I slept even deeper than Iron Egg!" The little ball giggled and pointed to the corner of his cave. Iron Egg was a spirit pig that he had picked up and was the only pet that his father wanted him to keep.    

The bald man turned his head to look at where the ball was pointing at. There, a middle-aged man in cowboy clothing was lying on the ground sleeping like a log, saliva flowing from the corner of his mouth.    

"That shouldn't be the case. Even if it's an outer sect's environment that isn't suitable for God Clan Continent, they shouldn't be so drowsy. Moreover, he only has some superficial wounds. Why did he sleep for such a long time?"    

The bald man pondered for a moment, then walked over to Lear's side. With one hand, he flipped him over and roughly tore off his shirt.    

Ah!" The little ball immediately screamed out in fear and hid behind a rock. This was not because of the bald man's actions, but because he saw the terrifying wounds on Lear's upper body that were caused by the torn clothes.    

That was the price he had paid in order to leave the Twelve Saints three hundred years ago. Nearly fifty percent of his organs had been taken away by Han Yi, and only the lowest organs were left alive.    

"Is, are all outsiders like this?" asked the little ball in a low voice as it looked at the terrifying old wounds on Lear's upper body.    

The bald man shook his head, frowning slightly. With just a glance at the wounds on Lear's body, he could tell how they had been caused. The other party's extremely cruel methods made him feel a little disgusted.    

Looking at the state of his body, it wasn't strange for him to die immediately.    

After a moment of silence, the bald man slowly pulled out a knife from his waist.    

"Ya!" When the small ball saw the bald man's actions, it froze for a moment.    

"Dad, you want to save him?"    

The little ball knew very well that the knife wasn't used to handle meat or to polish spirit artifacts. It was specially made by his father to bleed.    

Last time, the Little Spirit Pig he raised had a serious illness and almost died. As a result, his dad only fed him a drop of blood and his little iron egg was still alive and kicking.    

"Yes." The bald man nodded his head, pointed his knife at his wrist and gently cut it open.    

He was not a kind-hearted God Clan, and would not go and save anyone who was injured. Rather, he was much colder than most people.    

But at this moment, he had the thought of saving this alien race.    

Although he did not recognize this outer sect, even though this outer sect had such injuries and it was not strange for them to die at any time, they were still able to endure and enter the God Clan Continent.    

It seemed that there was some obsession supporting this outsider to survive.    

The bald man really wanted to know what it was.    

Blood dripped down the man's wrist like a small waterfall. It landed on Lear's body, and the terrifying wounds that had sunk in started to slowly recover at a rate visible to the naked eye.    

Unknowingly, the small ball had already arrived beside the bald man, and it watched as Lear's body recovered.    

"Hehe, my dad is amazing."    

"It's nothing, he's just a good-for-nothing expelled from the clan." The bald man put bandages on his wrists as he shook his head with a bitter smile.    

"Of course not, Daddy is much more powerful than Uncle He and his uncles." The little ball put its hands on its hips, stood with its head held high and its chest held high, and arrogantly said.    

"Because Daddy is the only person in this world that possesses Divine Blood of Immortal And Devil."