The cold wind howled, blowing ever more furiously.
The Tribulation Dragon Flying Ship blasted through the layers of cold wind and chill, maintaining its speed, and swiftly headed towards the Asura Clan.
Under the force of the grand array of the Tribulation Dragon Flying Ship, the cold wind and snow ahead were plowed open and scattered.
After crossing the mountain range ahead, it wasn’t long before Yang Xiaotian and his group saw a majestic palace complex standing amidst the vast mountain forest.
Besides the palace, there was an enormous statue.
This statue wasn’t of King Asura, but rather of a desolate beast.
From afar, Yang Xiaotian and his group saw nurous Asura clan experts standing amidst the wind and snow.
Evidently, upon learning of Yang Xiaotian’s arrival, King Asura Wu An had been leading the crowd in waiting for him for quite so ti.
Seeing King Asura Wu An waiting with the crowd, Yang Xiaotian retracted the ship, then flew over to King Asura Wu An with the others.
Wu An stood there, letting the wind and snow whirl around, gazing at Yang Xiaotian flying towards him.
Of course, he’s heard of so of Yang Xiaotian’s deeds, but unfortunately.
He gathered his thoughts and led the crowd flying towards Yang Xiaotian.
"Wu An greets Your Majesty," Wu An said respectfully, clasping his fists upon reaching Yang Xiaotian.
"We greet Your Majesty!" The Asura Clan experts bowed.
"Senior Wu, there’s no need for formalities," Yang Xiaotian stepped forward, supporting Wu An, and then said to the Asura Clan, "Everyone, please, no need for formalities."
The Poison King of Beasts stepped forward and smiled at Wu An, "Old Wu, it’s been years. You seem even more vigorous since you’ve gone into seclusion here."
Wu An chuckled, "Here, there aren’t as many troubles, naturally I’m spirited," then said to Yang Xiaotian, "Your Majesty, please."
Invited by Wu An and others, Yang Xiaotian and his group flew towards the palace complex of the Asura Clan.
Upon reaching the palace, the Asura Clan’s army knelt to welco Yang Xiaotian.
"Your Majesty, we’ve prepared a feast to welco you," Wu An smiled, "Shall we proceed to the grand hall?"
Yang Xiaotian nodded.
The feast lasted until late at night before it finally concluded.
After the feast ended, Wu An personally arranged the palaces for Yang Xiaotian and his group to stay.
After making the arrangents, Wu An saluted Yang Xiaotian and took his leave.
Watching Wu An’s departing back, Yang Xiaotian frowned slightly, he felt that Wu An was hiding sothing.
Yet, recalling today’s feast, he couldn’t think of anything wrong.
After Wu An left, Yang Xiaotian unleashed his soul power to inspect the palace and its surroundings, ensuring there was no issue before consuming the divine fruit to cultivate.
In recent days, by consuming the Sun Divine Fruit for cultivation, the Sun Power within his body had beco increasingly substantial.
And the other divine bodies had progressed rapidly, especially the Heavenly Dao Divine Body, which had already broken through to the peak of the twenty-fourth layer, with hopes of breaking through to the twenty-fifth layer within ten years.
If he continued cultivating in this manner, the other divine bodies might also break through to the twenty-fifth layer within twenty to thirty years.
The only problem now was the Sun Divine Body.
He needed to find thousands more Sun Divine Fruits to cultivate the Sun Divine Body.
However, as Yang Xiaotian and his group were cultivating, a mass of black cold wind swept into their palace.
This black cold wind was exactly identical to the black cold wind outside.
But when the black cold wind blew into the Poison King’s palace, he abruptly opened his eyes, his entire body exerting divine power, forming a green barrier around him.
As the green barrier rose, he found that within the black cold wind, there was a black substance perating his green barrier.
Even his green barrier couldn’t stop this black substance.
"Your Majesty! Everyone, be careful!" the Poison King of Beasts shouted furiously, simultaneously soaring upward, but when he did, he saw the endless black cold wind sweeping in, completely engulfing his and Yang Xiaotian’s palace.
In rage, the Poison King of Beasts shouted, "Wu An, co out!"
Simultaneously, he launched a fierce punch towards Wu An’s palace.
The verdant fist imprint pierced through the layers of black chill, striking towards the palace where Wu An was.
But just before the fist imprint reached the palace, a palm imprint greeted it.
Boom!
The fist imprint and palm imprint collided.
The palace’s grand array prohibition shone with trembling light.
Nurous figures erged from the darkness of the cold wind.
Leading them was none other than King Asura Wu An.
At this mont, Yang Xiaotian, ng Bingxue, and the others also ca out of the palace.
"Your Majesty, are you alright?" the Poison King of Beasts asked urgently upon seeing Yang Xiaotian erge.
"I’m fine," Yang Xiaotian shook his head, then asked ng Bingxue and the others, "Ms. ng, how are you?"
"Young Master, I’m fine," ng Bingxue shook her head.
"Fine?" Wu An laughed, "May I inform you all, the drinks you consud today had issues."
Everyone’s hearts sank.
"Impossible!" The Poison King of Beasts’ face darkened, "If today’s drinks had issues, I wouldn’t possibly be unaware." Known as the Poison King of Beasts, he has a keen perception of all poisons.
Moreover, he possesses the ten thousand poison body; if the drinks were poisoned, he would know instantly upon contact.
"The drinks weren’t poisoned," Wu An smiled, "If there was poison, you’d surely know. It’s sothing that can temporarily make one lose divine power."
"This thing, formless and tasteless, doesn’t have any toxicity. Even the best of poison experts can’t detect it."
Temporary loss of divine power!
The faces of the Poison King of Beasts and the others changed.
If divine power were lost, even if their physical strength remained, they would be re lambs awaiting slaughter, unable to escape.
Yang Xiaotian coldly looked at Wu An, "Why?"
Wu An laughed, "For no reason, just don’t want the Asura Clan to follow you into death."
"Wu An, despite all Your Majesty did for you, trusting you, you betray him!" The Poison King of Beasts roared, launching another punch towards Wu An, "You faithless and treacherous scoundrel!"
Watching the Poison King’s punch, Wu An retaliated with a punch, sending the Poison King flying backward, feeling his qi and blood churn, throat heating up, and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Your divine power is gradually disappearing now, killing you all is easy," Wu An laughed, "You’re better off surrendering obediently." Finished speaking, he reached out a claw towards Yang Xiaotian, "Yang Xiaotian, in consideration of your forr majesty, I can make your death less painful."
A claw of dark frost force instantaneously reached Yang Xiaotian’s face.
The other old ancestors of the Asura Clan also moved, grabbing towards ng Bingxue and the Poison King of Beasts.
With Wu An and the others’ power about to capture Yang Xiaotian and the others, suddenly, Yang Xiaotian’s entire body erupted in golden flas, dispersing Wu An’s and the Asura clan’s expert claw power.
While Wu An and the others were in shock, they saw a golden great cauldron fly out from Yang Xiaotian’s body.
Seeing this golden great cauldron, Wu An’s face darkened, "Impossible! You lost divine power, how can you still drive the Divine Artifact!"
"Who told you divine power is a must to drive the Divine Artifact?" Master Ding’s voice bood, instantly expanding ten million tis, all the Dao Runes flew from the cauldron.
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