Chapter 937: Chapter 89: Reunion with the Divine Wind King
Ye Beiming’s whole body relaxed, his consciousness gradually blurred, and he fainted.
Yun Sheng was panicking. She checked Ye Beiming’s pulse and found his breathing normal, which finally allowed her to breathe a sigh of relief.
Father was actually repelled!
Dugu Xiu and Hei Linlin witnessed this scene, and felt a shock to their souls.
Yun Sheng’s single arrow had actually injured father.
"Bastard! I’m going to kill you," Uncle Song died, father’s retreat made Hei Linlin nearly mad.
Ye Beiming was exhausted, Yun Sheng alone could not stop the onslaught from Hei Linlin and Dugu Xiu.
"Dugu Xiu, what are you hesitating for? This woman injured father and caused Uncle Song’s death!" Hei Linlin glared coldly at Dugu Xiu. As long as the two of them tead up and fought alone, Yun Sheng would definitely not escape today.
"Who dares to touch Yun Sheng!" With a wave of magic energy, a golden-haired man appeared in front of Dugu Xiu with a team of archers.
The mont Dugu Xiu saw the golden-haired man, his eyes changed.
The golden-haired man had an unparalleled appearance, both masculine and feminine, his golden hair shining resplendently in the sunlight, as dazzling as gold.
One of the Wuji Five Treasures, the Divine Wind King of Xianju!
"Divine Wind, you’re not staying put in Xianju, you’ve actually co to Hou Qin!" Dugu Xiu was on alert; the Divine Wind King of Xianju rarely ventured out, let alone to Hou Qin.
Furthermore, Xianju Country seldom ddled in the affairs of other nations; Divine Wind’s sudden appearance—who inford him!
When Yun Sheng saw Divine Wind, she was both surprised and delighted.
She had not seen Divine Wind in years. Since inheriting the Elf throne, Divine Wind had lost his forr rebelliousness and gained a steadiness, making him appear more like a qualified king.
Divine Wind gazed at Yun Sheng with deep admiration in his eyes.
But when he saw Ye Beiming in Yun Sheng’s arms, his erald green eyes changed slightly.
If Ye Beiming were awake, he must have been boiling with jealousy.
"Yun Sheng, I’m here, leave this to ," Divine Wind waved his hand, and dozens of Elf Archers surrounded Hei Linlin and Dugu Xiu.
Dugu Xiu sneered a few tis, ready to unleash his fury.
Almost at the sa ti, several blood-soaked soldiers rushed in.
They were panicking, "Your Highness the Crown Prince, sothing terrible has happened. Great Zhou, Tang Yuan, and Xianju have ford an alliance army, attacking our Hou Qin border. The Hou Qin East River area has rebelled, and Yun Bahe is leading a force straight to Yangdu. Hou Qin, Hou Qin is in chaos!"
Hou Qin is in chaos!
Dugu Xiu’s hawk-like eyes narrowed, a storm of anger in his heart.
Among the Five Great Countries of the Wuji Continent, the most powerful Hou Qin had fallen into chaos in just a few days.
The border attack, the East River rebellion, were all related to Ye Beiming’s earlier sches.
Three days earlier, while rging with the Kirin Blood Crystal, Ye Beiming had made two preparations.
He had sent ssages to Xianju Country and Tang Yuan.
The Tang Yuan Crown Prince had collaborated with Ye Beiming years ago and beco a puppet crown prince.
As for Xianju, upon hearing Yun Sheng was in trouble, the Divine Wind King dispatched reinforcents without hesitation.
He himself had co to Hou Qin to find Yun Sheng’s whereabouts.
On Yun Canglang’s side, they too struck unexpectedly, using a group of Hunter Soldiers to set fires consuming many of Hou Qin’s military depots.
The Hou Qin military, depleted after Moyin’s departure and the fires, was lacking in supplies. The Yun Family, old and young generals alike, coordinated from within and outside, montum like a rainbow, marched towards Yangdu.
Dugu Xiu did not realize, that over the past three days, while it appeared calm, in reality there was a tumultuous storm.
Ye Beiming! What a Ye Beiming!
Dugu Xiu ground his teeth in hatred.
With internal strife and external threats, how could he still be focused on tangling with Divine Wind?
Just when Emperor Hou Qin had died, the Post Qin Dynasty was already unstable. If he couldn’t defend Hou Qin’s borders now, the other princes would surely rebel.
He could clash with Divine Wind, but it would certainly delay the most critical ti for deploying troops.
"Let them go!"
After contemplating, Dugu Xiu reluctantly uttered these words.
"Let them go? Dugu Xiu, you can’t bear to kill that woman! She is the great enemy of our Hei Qilin Clan!" Hei Linlin’s eyes were blazing with fury, she hated Ye Beiming and Dugu Xiu, each and every one protecting Yun Sheng.
"Get back to the Hei Qilin Tribe. If not for you, how would I, the Crown Prince, end up in such a predicant?" Dugu Xiu glared viciously at Hei Linlin.
His eyes glanced at Yun Sheng.
Yun Sheng was covered in blood and filth, yet she didn’t seem to care at all. She held the unconscious Ye Beiming, her eyes full of anxiety.
As if everything in front of her had nothing to do with her anymore.
It was the first ti he had seen Yun Sheng with such an expression.
He thought Yun Sheng was a heartless woman, but it was not that she was heartless, it was that she had no heart for him.
He lost.
Completely and utterly defeated by Ye Beiming.
"Go," Divine Wind also did not linger any longer.
Although he returned to the Wuji Continent, Divine Wind’s purpose this ti was solely for Yun Sheng, he had no intention of dragging Xianju Country into the troubles of the Wuji Continent.
Divine Wind took Yun Sheng and the others and imdiately left Hou Qin.
After this battle, Hou Qin was greatly weakened, and Dugu Xiu, busy consolidating state affairs, had no further desire to invade other nations for several years.
On the Bahuang Continent, in a vast plain, inside a few tall tribal camp residences shaped like yurts.
At the center, stood a king’s tent adorned with purple gold, covering an area of an acre.
At the entrance of the tent, two winged griffins lay prostrate,
Hei Yao, the Hei Qilin Clan Leader, sat majestically on the Kirin Throne.
Hei Yao, the Clan Leader of the Eight Desolates Black Qilin Clan, an absolute powerhouse within the Eight Desolates Tribe.
Despite his youthful appearance, seemingly only in his early twenties, he bore a striking five to six resemblance to Hei Linlin and Dugu Xiu.
His long black hair, sword-like eyebrows extending to his temples, and always glittering evil long black eyes, his limbs long and formidable, a tall and robust figure, akin to a handso deity, aloof with a hint of domineering authority over the earth.
This man was naturally born to be a ruler.
Kneeling to his right was the Great Witch Doctor of the Kirin Tribe.
The Great Witch Doctor, the most skilled dical physician of the Hei Qilin Clan, had been crafting a batch of Elixir but was urgently summoned by the Hei Qilin Clan Leader.
Upon entering the king’s tent, he saw the right hand of the tall and majestic Hei Qilin Clan Leader, Hei Yao, bleeding profusely.
Startled, the Great Witch Doctor hurried forward.
What had happened to the Clan Leader? In the Eight Desolates Tribe, besides the one at the Beast God Altar, could anyone else possibly injure the Clan Leader?
Although puzzled, the Great Witch Doctor did not dare inquire further.
At this ti, Hei Yao was deep in thought, head lowered.
Monts ago, Hei Yao witnessed the sudden extinguishing of Director Song’s Life Beast Fire, feeling his daughter Hei Linlin was in danger.
Ti was of the essence, Hei Yao couldn’t perform normal spatial traversal, and in a last resort, he used a large amount of Beast God Power to cast the Void Hand.
The Void Hand, wielding nearly half of Hei Yao’s power, could instantly kill a Martial Saint level expert.
Under the effect of the Black Qilin King Relics, the Void Hand could indeed kill Ye Beiming in one move, not to ntion bring Ye Beiming back to the Bahuang Continent.
Yet Hei Yao astonishingly failed, and what blocked him was an arrow!
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