Chaos Sword Body Technique: The Sword God is invincible! Chapter 711: 711: Pixiu

Chapter 711: Chapter 711: Pixiu

Lu Qingcheng’s pretty face slightly darkened upon hearing this.

Luo Han’s words were not false, as indeed, descendants from the Ancient Relic Clan had co to propose marriage, among them was Di Lin. However, these people were not truly interested in her as a person; rather, they valued her physical constitution.

The Water Spirit Treasure Body was a very peculiar constitution. If she were to cultivate together with soone, it would greatly benefit the other party.

This was the real purpose behind their marriage proposals—they wanted to use her as a tool for dual cultivation!

Including that Di Lin!

Naturally, the Luo Clan was very pleased with this, for these descendants of the Ancient Relic Clan possessed extraordinary status, formidable backgrounds, and limitless potential. Especially Di Lin, who was the Supre Heavenly Pride who had dominated three eras, backed by the Ba Clan, one of the Ancient Relic Clans!

Marrying such a person would be a massive boost for the Luo Clan, both in terms of individual strength and the power of their background.

But Lu Qingcheng refused to marry any of these people. Her venture into the Ancient Battlefield this ti was to seek opportunities that belonged to herself, to further ascend beyond her current limits, so that she could have the strength to reject the arrangents of the Luo Clan!

“I forgot that among our Human Clan, there’s Di Lin, the Supre Heavenly Pride. Even the arrogant Peacock Demon King would only be suppressed if he encountered Di Lin!”

ntioning Di Lin, many strong individuals from the Human Clan imdiately perked up—it was their pride, a truly invincible existence who had never t his match.

“Of course, the Peacock Demon King has only risen to power recently, how could he be Di Lin’s opponent? But now, I am sowhat looking forward to their confrontation; I want to see if this notoriously fierce Peacock Demon King can continue his undefeated legend.”

“Let’s hope so! The defeat of Yu Quan has greatly struck our morale. We need a victory to crush the Demon Clan and take back the control!”

Although the Human Clan and the Demon Clan were allies, they were always in a subtle competition internally, never ceasing.

But in these years, it had consistently been the Human Clan that held the upper hand, whether in terms of higher-level strength or the younger generation. If the situation of the younger generation were to be overturned, it would spell danger for the future of the Human Clan.

At this mont, deep within the Ancient Battlefield.

Boom!

A loud crash resounded as a massive body tumbled down, like a mountain collapsing, smashing onto the ground.

It was a Pixiu, emitting a golden divine glow all over, surrounded by True Fire, an entity that should have been invincible; yet now, it was on its last breath, defeated by a young human figure.

If anyone were there to witness this, they would have been shocked, because this Pixiu was the eighth formidable entity on the Quasi-Saint List.

Yet now, it had been suppressed, stepped under foot, its appearance miserably pitiful.

“How… possible…”

The Pixiu Quasi-Saint’s eyes brimd with disbelief, obviously unable to accept that he had been defeated by a mber of the Human Clan.

“Spare your life if you agree to be my mount.”

The aura of dominance over all life emanated from the Human Clan youth as he looked at the severely injured Pixiu Quasi-Saint in front of him.

“This is impossible!”

The Pixiu Quasi-Saint shook his head refusing directly. He was of the Ancient Relic species, a lineage so noble; how could he possibly beco a mount for a Human Clan youngster?

Even in death, he would never accept such terms.

“Being my mount is not a disgrace.”

The Human Clan youth shook his head, his gaze still indifferent as he looked at the Pixiu Quasi-Saint, “My na is Di Lin.”

“Di Lin?”

The Pixiu Quasi-Saint’s brows furrowed, the na sounding sowhat familiar. The next mont, his expression drastically changed, disbelief written all over his face as he looked at the Human Clan youth, “You are that invincible Heavenly Pride who dominated three eras?”

There were a few young Supres who had dominated one or two eras, but there was only one who dominated three!

That was the person before him, Di Lin!

Losing to him was not an injustice!

“I have a condition!”

After struggling for a while, the Pixiu Quasi-Saint finally relented, “I will only serve as your mount within this Ancient Battlefield. Once we leave this place, I will no longer be under your command!”

“If you can’t agree, then just kill !”

“No problem.”

Unexpectedly, Di Lin didn’t waste any words and just nodded, agreeing to the Pixiu Quasi-Saint’s conditions.

The Pixiu Quasi-Saint secretly let out a sigh of relief. At least he wouldn’t die, and once out of the Ancient Battlefield, he would be free.

After submitting, the massive body of the Pixiu Quasi-Saint also prostrated in front of Di Lin, just as the latter had said, submitting to Di Lin was not a disgrace.

At this mont, Di Lin seed to sense sothing, flipped his palm, and a Communication Talisman appeared in the center of his hand.

After checking the ssage, even Di Lin’s face showed a rare trace of peculiarity, “The Peacock Demon King?”

“He defeated Yu Quan, showing so strength, but not much.”

Yu Quan was also a descendant of an Ancient Relic who had once dominated an era, but compared to him, was like the light of a glow worm to the bright moonlight, incomparable.

For Di Lin, the fact that this Peacock Demon King had defeated Yu Quan sounded like a terrific achievent to the world, but to him, it was nothing special, truly mundane.

“If I encounter him, I might as well suppress him along the way!”

Di Lin said indifferently, his face impassive.