After a century of worship, I became the ancestor of the tribe

Chapter 425 Everyone Returns Empty-handed

hold head high!

In the surging, boundless ocean of spirits, a great dragon drives a dragon chariot, rising and falling on the crests of the waves.

The enormous waves of spiritual energy crashed against the dragon chariot, exploding into bursts of energy flowers, but for the 737 princes sitting inside, it was at most a slight disturbance.

As the dragon chariot rode the wind and waves, it reached the crest of the giant wave and quickly broke through the surging spiritual barrier.

Afterwards, the dragon chariot lowered its altitude and chose to pass through the gaps between the spirit realms, completely distancing itself from the spirit realm frenzy.

Then, Prince Qisanqi looked back through the dragon carriage and shouted, "Those who are not dead, get up and do my makeup!"

A spiritual light shone inside the dragon carriage, and from the corner, spirits emanating innate energy flew up.

The turmoil during the Spirit Imprisonment Frenzy was nothing to Qi Sanqi, but for the little spirits who accompanied him, it was like experiencing a great calamity.

They trembled as they quickly began to tidy up Qi Sanqi's sparkling accessories and wipe his dragon horns and scales.

Rumble!

At that moment, a loud roar rang out, and a round stone ball rolled out from the raging tide of spirits, skimming along the ground below.

The stone ball flew away close to the ground, but returned in an instant, with runes glowing on its surface.

"Ao Yu, you're a real scoundrel!"

"I told you not to act rashly, but you wouldn't listen."

Upon hearing the insults, Qi Sanqi glanced sideways, then closed his eyes and ignored them.

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After cursing twice, Shi Qiu saw that Qi Sanqi did not respond at all. He was so angry that he trembled all over and turned into a stream of light and flew away into the distance.

Then, another dragon shadow emerged from the waves, its entire body surrounded by protective mystical light, each of its four feet having five claws, and it was exceptionally handsome.

It was none other than the seventeenth prince, Ao Li, who saw the dragon chariot in the distance as soon as he came out.

This was the mount that the Lord Father rode before he reached the seventh rank, and he gave it to such an idiot.

Ao Li was so angry that he didn't say a word and headed straight into the distance.

Inside the dragon carriage, Qi Sanqi opened his eyes and called out playfully.

"Seventeenth Brother, come on over. Even though Father didn't grant you a dragon carriage, it's not like I won't let you ride in it."

He was born after his father ascended to the seventh rank, unlike the eldest prince and the seventeenth prince.

When he was born, he absorbed many spiritual objects in his mother's womb. In addition, he was the first direct descendant of the Holy Dragon, so he was close to the sixth level at birth.

After his birth, he touched the essence of the universe in less than a thousand years.

For dragons, a thousand years old is actually quite young, similar to a hundred years old for some other creatures.

In contrast, the eldest prince and the seventeenth prince were only at the third level when they were born. They wasted thousands of years more in cultivation than him before they could even touch the Dao of Heaven and Earth.

This naturally made him not get along well with the eldest prince and the seventeenth prince.

Can we blame him this time? The treasure was right in front of him; whoever grabbed it first got to keep it.

The second thing is the rioting of spirits. With so many spirits in this place, it's quite normal for them to riot.

A bunch of guys are making a big fuss.

The seventeenth prince, Ao Li, who was walking ahead, completely ignored Qi Sanqi's words.

That bastard! If it weren't for Qi Sanqi ignoring advice and acting recklessly, such a huge wave wouldn't have been stirred up.

Just wait and see. At this rate, who knows when the Spirit Imprisonment frenzy will subside.

More importantly, this means that the Spirit Forbidden Map obtained from the souls of the Thundercloud Clan has become useless.

The original layout of the spirit-binding barrier will be completely changed because of this frenzy.

Everything needs to be rediscovered from here on out.

A piece of trash who's more likely to cause trouble than to accomplish anything!

How could he have such a stupid younger brother?

Before long, figures emerged from the waves from different directions.

The Silver Horned Beast King, protecting a bluebird radiating tricolored light, landed at the foot of a giant mountain.

"Qingling, are you alright?"

The Silver Horned Beast King first inquired about the auspicious beast, the Azure Bird, standing on its silver horn.

"It's alright, the spirit barrier here is really fragile."

The bluebird's voice was ethereal and clear, as if it could reach straight into the divine sea.

"Let's go then. It seems like it won't be long before the Spirit Forbidden Tide sweeps through the ruins. Let's go out and avoid it for a while."

Staying inside the ruins doesn't mean there's nowhere to hide, but safety is hard to guarantee, so it's safer to go outside.

"Amo, is your brother really born of a dragon?!"

Amidst the surge of spiritual energy, the True Prince emitted a blue light, and the ancient characters on the bronze surface lit up, reflecting on the blue light and transforming into a tortoise-shell-shaped protective shield.

The eldest prince shrank his body and leaned against the bronze stele, being carried by Bizhen.

"Who knows? That old man—the emperor favors him and spoils him rotten. He has no respect for the emperor."

"What a disaster! The map we obtained by searching the souls of the Thundercloud Clan is now useless."

"Now, who knows how many living beings will be pulverized into dust by the spirit restriction."

At this moment, figures were rushing rapidly towards the exit of the ruins.

Although the Spirit Forbidden Frenzy originated from the depths of the ruins, its roar was as loud as thunder.

The spiritual barriers in the outer area also burst into light, with continuous crackling flashes, clearly indicating that something big was about to happen.

The various tribes that entered the ruins began to disperse.

As they walked out, they also took out their communication devices to contact their respective clansmen.

Although the communication devices aren't very effective here, they might connect at any moment while we're constantly moving.

Compared to the scattered retreats of other races, the human race was different; they retreated as a whole.

The group, which included a mythical beast, immediately sensed the unusual fluctuations. Upon hearing the explosions deep within the ruins, even though they couldn't see what was happening due to the numerous spiritual barriers, they still decided to retreat.

This isn't an underground cave. We can find a place to set up a concealment formation, and then there won't be any problems.

Within these ruins, countless spirits are not to be trifled with; one cannot simply withstand a riot.

Aside from the auspicious beasts that came with them, there were many wizards in the group, some of whom specialized in the study of witchcraft and spirit control.

They can also understand spiritual prohibitions.

While other races hesitated, the humans had already begun their journeys back and forth.

After Shen Can logged out, he also sent a message to Yan Liu and the others, although it took quite a while to get connected.

But upon receiving news that Yan Liu and his men were almost at the exit, they were relieved.

In fact, there are some sturdy defensive positions in this ruin, which were built by the Thundercloud Clan over the years.

Most of them are located in the outer areas of the forbidden zone, hidden in the mountains and underground.

However, these places are not large in scale, at most hiding dozens of people, and their stability in the face of the Spirit Forbidden Tide is hard to say.

In the memories of the Thundercloud Clan warriors, there were instances where the Spirit Forbidden Tide tore apart the safe points it had established.

In other words, with the chaos caused by the Spirit Imprisonment, survival depends entirely on luck.

On his way to the exit, Shen Can encountered several sixth-level alien races, but none of them had any intention of communicating and they all headed straight for the entrance.

At this moment, whether it's the fourth, fifth, or sixth tier, they are all moving close to the ground, with the sixth tier moving a little faster.

When Shen Can rushed out of the stone gate, he found that many alien races had gathered on the high platform outside the stone gate, making it much more lively.

Everyone was watching eagerly, wondering who else would rush out.

Shen Can flew into the pagoda and saw that most people were sitting cross-legged and resting, while some were healing their injuries.

You can only bring your usual venomous medicines when entering the ruins, but there are many kinds of snakes, insects and poisonous fog in the forbidden area, and the venomous medicines you bring cannot solve the problem.

The pharmacists and physicians who accompanied them began to treat the injured and poisoned humans.

Although they didn't stay in the ruins for very long, they still brought out some herbs and poisons for pharmacists, doctors, and wizards to study and try to concoct more effective antidotes.

"Temple".

Upon seeing Shen Can's return, Yan Liu and several leaders came over.

Thirty-three people have not been contacted.

Yan Liu began by recounting his experiences after entering the ruins.

If it weren't for the commotion being too great, and the auspicious beasts being uneasy, he originally planned to choose a place as a temporary camp and then proceed steadily.

Although these auspicious beasts are not as perceptive as the five-colored deer, they instinctively become flustered and uneasy in dangerous places, like ants scurrying around on a hot pan.

That's why Yan Liu decided to come out first.

If he were alone in this situation, he would definitely rush in, because the bigger the storm, the greater the opportunity.

The temple selected generals to lead the team, assigning each of them a task. Naturally, Yan Liu would do his best to bring everyone back safely.

As for the thirty-three people who were not contacted, they were never contacted in the first place.

He would maintain contact unless there was danger.

hold head high!

A dragon's roar resounded and entered the pagoda.

Shen Can looked out through the pagoda window and saw the previously flamboyant Prince Qi Sanqi arriving in a dragon chariot.

The difference is that Prince 737 was surrounded by a group of dragons when he entered.

Now, it flew out all alone.

Subsequently, figures continuously rushed out of the stone gate, including scattered warriors from various races and beings from the Holy Race.

Shen Can also saw the Dragon Clan's Crown Prince and Baxia Prince, the two dragons coming out together.

He also saw that after Prince Baxia came out, he glared fiercely at Prince Qisanqi.

However, Prince 737 lay cross-legged on the dragon chariot, his whole body radiating light, as if he were resting with his eyes closed.

When he occasionally opens his eyes, he always has a disdainful look in his eyes.

Subsequently, the figures rushing out of the ruins gradually thinned out, and by nightfall no more creatures emerged from the stone gate.

During this process, sixteen more humans emerged from the ruins with their war beasts.

Around the high platform outside the stone gate, people of all races and diverse beings gathered.

More than half of the forces that came were at the sixth rank and did not emerge from the ruins.

The only race that entered the ruins and emerged unscathed was the human race; other races that only suffered half their losses were simply lucky.

Twelve near-seventh-tier individuals gathered together.

Of these twelve near-seventh-rank individuals, five are princes from the Zhangshui Dragon Kingdom alone.

In addition, there is the Crown Prince of the Baxia Clan, Yuan Yi of the Stone Kingdom, the Chief of the Fufeng Clan, a bronze lamp-shaped creature from the Ancient Land of Fireflies, and the Silver Horned Beast King.

Xuanling Prince of the Chaofeng Clan, and Aoshan of the Aojin Clan.

"It seems Xuanjue isn't having much luck."

Ao Shan of the Ao Jin clan chuckled, "I hope he doesn't perish inside."

"Who knows? The Spirit Restriction Frenzy doesn't discriminate based on bloodline or race. The stronger you are, the more violent the Spirit Restriction becomes. If you're too slow, you might get shredded into a skeleton by the Spirit Restriction."

The Xuanling Crown Prince of the Chaofeng Clan clicked his tongue and said, "Who told this guy to run off somewhere? If he had been with us, he would have run away long ago."

Chaofeng is also a dragon, like Baxia, one of the nine sons of the true dragon, and comes from Chaofeng Mountain.

However, the previous generation of seventh-tier cultivators on Chaofeng Mountain perished before the Shan Hai Calendar, and no new seventh-tier cultivators have been born for tens of thousands of years.

Although no seventh-tier beings were born, Chaofeng Mountain still managed to pass on its legacy peacefully.

The main reason is that there are too many dragon relatives, and no one would destroy a dragon's nest unless absolutely necessary.

Chaofeng Mountain in the Southern Region was separated from the Central Region of the Eastern Wilderness.

It is said that in the Central Region, the Chaofeng are an eighth-tier clan, even more powerful than the Zhangshui and Baxia clans.

Inside the pagoda, Shen Can didn't pay much attention to the dozen or so figures high above.

With near-seventh-order perception, they are easily detected once they look directly at someone.

What intrigued him was that the Dunhu clan, one of the seven great clans of the Tu Shang, had not come.

Sensing that none of the near-seventh-level cultivators were breathing smoothly, he noticed that none of them were in good condition.

This is normal; Shen Can understands these near-seventh-tier beings.

Not only did they find nothing inside the ruins, they also ran out looking like dogs.

It's no wonder that you can't breathe properly.

The sixth-tier race brought by the dragon boat spent less than three days in the ruins, both before and after entering.

For all the ethnic groups, three days is still just a period of time spent on the periphery.

That's just bad. Before they could even reap the benefits, they encountered the Spirit Imprisonment Frenzy, and more than half of them were trapped inside and never came out, their fate unknown.

As for the regulations, they stipulate that half of the spiritual objects from each tribe should be collected to gather the inherited wealth.

No, I'll still accept a gift.

Clearly, the major holy races understood that they were in a sorry state, so they didn't expect anything from the sixth-tier races they brought with them, and thus didn't arrange for anyone to collect the resources.

The human race did bring out some things, but they were all low-level herbs and poisons, which were all exempt from the dragon race's harvesting policy.

The madness of the spirits swept through the entire ruins, and it will take time for it to calm down after it has been stirred up.

Now, the dozen or so near-seventh-level Qi cultivators were even more frustrated.

"Ao Yu, are you satisfied this time? You've made everyone wait outside."

The true prince couldn't help but speak up.

"laugh."

Qi Sanqi opened his dragon eyes slightly, glanced at Bi Zhen, and then closed them again.

Seeing Qi Sanqi in such a sorry state makes me furious.

"Ugh, I have such a temper, I'm going to beat you up today!"

"Even if your dad comes, I'm still going to beat you up today!"

As he spoke, Bizhen crashed headfirst into the dragon carriage that Qi Sanqi had made.

The bronze stele on its back swelled up, its mysterious inscriptions flashing, instantly blasting the dragon chariot away.

Seeing her gorgeous accessories in disarray, Qi Sanqi was also furious.

"You stinky king—you stinky turtle, do you think I'm afraid of you?"

Then, the two dragons shot towards the distant horizon, accompanied by flashes of lightning and thunder.

The eldest prince lay cross-legged in the air, not even opening his eyelids once.

"The 737th brother really needs to be taught a lesson. He's been spoiled rotten by the Emperor and Father."

The seventeenth prince spoke softly, then turned to look at the side, "What do you think, ninety-eighth brother?"

"I won't say anything, I'm mute." A black dragon beside him mumbled through its closed eyes.

"Pfft." Prince Xuanzhen of Chaofeng couldn't help but chuckle.

"It's still Zhangshui that brings the most joy."

Bi Zhen and Qi Sanqi fought for a whole day, and Qi Sanqi angrily drove the dragon chariot away.

"You little brats, you're all princes, but we're just sitting ducks. You're dumbfounded now, aren't you?"

Bi Zhen returned with a cheerful smile, looking completely satisfied.

Qi Sanqi was beaten so badly he was covered in bruises and bumps all over his body. He was too embarrassed to face anyone, so he ran away.

After 737 left, the other near-seventh-tier cultivators present all breathed a sigh of relief.

It's good that this thing is gone; at least the ruins can be at peace now.

After everyone dispersed again, they each chose a place to close their eyes and rest, waiting for the spiritual constraints within the ruins to subside.

A great war between the dragon races attracted the attention of all races, and all races understood the reason for the outbreak of the Spirit Restriction.

It turns out that it was all the work of that show-off Prince Qi Sanqi.

But what can the various sixth-tier races do even if they know? They can't do anything to the Dragon Prince.

When the various ethnic groups came, they made it clear that opportunities depended on luck and that life and death were left to fate.

As the Silver Horned Beast King fell from mid-air, the bluebird perched on his silver horn tilted its head and muttered something.

Then, the Silver Horned Beast King looked toward the human pagoda.

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