Chapter 106 - Nangong Family's Strength (2) Request for Flower!
On the continent, in the extreme north, there was a mountain range that was covered in snow all year round. Because the snowflakes constantly fell, it was given a very pleasant name — Snowdance Mountain!
Due to the fact that Snowdance Mountain was located in the extreme north of the mountain, which was tens of thousands of meters high and had its back against the Arctic Ocean, the humidity was extremely dense. As a result, the snowflakes atop the mountain would dance all year round, forming an extremely beautiful scenic area of the Northern Kingdom.
Halfway up the mountain, there was a protruding platform that arched upwards, covered with needles and cedars.
Snowflakes danced in the air, dancing among the fir trees. Occasionally, there would be a few Ice Crows that were unique to the extreme north.
There was a cave on the protruding platform that was close to the mountain. The cave entrance was extremely smooth and flat, unlike a natural cave. Outside the cave, in the coniferous forest, countless white robed old men sat in a meditative pose.
These white robed old men were sitting in the snow. They seemed to be wearing only white robes. Their white hair, white robes, and white beards were all extremely inconspicuous in the snow. If one didn't pay attention, one would definitely not be able to notice them.
These old men had steady expressions and were breathing evenly. In between their brows, there was a heroic air.
There was a white magic wand stuck into the snow next to each of the elders. These magic wand were carved with exquisite, lifelike carvings. At the top of each magic wand were magical cores of the Saint-rank.
Snowflakes filled the Snow Dance Mountain all year round. The water element was extremely dense, several times more than in any other place on the continent. This was probably the reason why these elders came here to cultivate water magic.
For this peaceful and beautiful environment, the water element was extremely dense. It was the only option for a water mage to live in seclusion.
Suddenly, a dignified elder opened his eyes. His eyes were filled with mist, as if snowflakes were dancing in the air. The elder lifted his head and stared into the sky.
In the air, an Ice Egret flew in the direction of the elder. This Ice Egret wasn't big, with a wingspan of only half a meter, but it was at the Saint-rank.
Ice Egret, water type magical beast of the Saint rank. It has a long neck, sharp beak, white and beautiful wings, and two extremely long claws like a crane.
The old man waved his right hand towards the Ice Egret. The Ice Egret drew a white line in the air and stopped in front of the old man. It then nodded at him.
Without hesitation, the old man removed the paper cylinder from the Ice Egret's leg. After examining it, the old man shook his hand, and the paper instantly turned into ice particles and disappeared into the air.
"Little Heron, I understand! Report back to Ancestor! We'll head back right now! " The old man said to the ice egret.
The Ice Egret nodded to the old man and spread its wings, instantly disappearing into the vast expanse of white sky.
The old man looked up and saw that the egret had disappeared. He stood up and brushed off the snow on his body.
"Gather!" The old man's voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by everyone present.
Soon, all one hundred and ninety-eight people had gathered.
Among the one hundred and ninety-eight, thirty-eight of them were at the Divine level, and the old man who spoke just now had reached the peak of Mantra God.
These people had solemn expressions and did not smile at all. It was as if there was nothing in this world that they were interested in.
The old man looked at the crowd: "Patriarch has ordered us to return back to the clan quickly."
Everyone nodded and returned to the cave. Not long after, everyone gathered in front of the old man.
"Let's go!" The old man didn't want to waste his breath.
Swish swish!
Nearly two hundred people rode the wind and left!
The Far East was the shore of the Eastern Sea!
There was an island in the East Sea. The island was very large, and its circumference was thousands of miles.
This island was called Sundown Island, and because there was a native magical beast called the Pirate, it was also called Volcano Island.
The Pirate, human-like demon beast, had short, small eyes, a small nose, and lopsided legs. It looked extremely wretched. An ordinary Pirate only had the strength of one stage, but the Pirate had a method to increase its own strength, which could quickly increase its own strength.
Pirate was extremely savage and bloodthirsty; they were the scum of the beasts.
The way Pirate could raise their own strength was very simple, it was by devouring their own kind. In order to raise their own strength, they could even devour their own spouse and children.
Setting Sun Island was originally a place where Pirate killed profusely. Later on, hundreds of human experts came from the continent.
However, not long after, they discovered that the Pirate on the island loved to kill their wives, which enraged the experts, and they all said in their hearts, beasts love their children. Although these Pirate are beasts, they are tens of thousands of times weaker than beasts, and are the dregs of beasts.
The experts originally wanted to find an island in order to train their martial skills, but when they saw the beastly nature of Pirate, they immediately became furious, and from then on, a great war began.
These people had at least a Holy-rank cultivation base, how could these Pirate s who only relied on devouring their own spouse and children to raise their strength be comparable to them? Not long after, these Pirate s were almost all slaughtered.
However, the leaders of the human experts could not bear to do that and immediately ordered the Pirate to a remote place. When his subordinates asked him why he did not kill all these Pirate, the leader replied, "If you kill them all, what are you going to play with them in the future?"
Everyone was enlightened and then rejoiced. In the future, they could slaughter to their heart's content from time to time.
These experts were all wearing white robes, with long hair tied behind their backs. Their faces were determined, and they looked like they were middle-aged.
The sword was the weapon used by these experts. Whether they were sitting cross-legged or meditating, they would place it on their legs or resting, and they would immediately lie down in their embrace.
There were more than three hundred of them, a hundred or so Divine level experts, and the rest were all at the Saint level. Five of them were already at the peak of the Divine level, on the verge of breaking through to the current realm.
On this day, these experts were either meditating, fighting, or practicing their offensive skills.
Roar! Roar! Roar!
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