The sky was high and the clouds were light, with a gentle breeze blowing.
On an ancient rural road, a creature with the body of a cow and a horse was striding forward with pride and confidence.
Ye Hanjun stood on the neck of this creature, gazing ahead.
Ye Liuying and Ye Yin were sitting cross-legged on its back, looking at a scroll.
Lie Xinxin, Lieyang Mushoucong, Zhe Yu, and a miniature version of Lie Saint and Shi Li perched on a waist, taking in the scenery on both sides.
Such a scene should have been harmonious, serene, and picturesque.
However, the creature’s legs were far too many.
Wherever it went, it plowed through the road, leaving a trail of footprints that made one’s scalp tingle from a distance.
"Ah! Ah!"
The giant Shark Falcon flew overhead, strictly following the elder’s teachings, keeping an eye on all directions, dedicated to its role as a scout.
"Big bro big! Southwest corner! There’s a town! Perfect for preaching!"
"East side! There’s a wolf den! Lots of wolves! Looks tasty!"
"Ah! There are rcenaries blocking the way ahead, seems they are collecting a toll, old Shark, go scare them off!"
"Whoosh—"
Saying so, the Shark Falcon accelerated, its aura of a Holy Bird of the Demon kind surging uncontrollably.
The regions it passed, all vegetation bowed down.
Beasts grew weak in their legs and lay on the ground, daring not to stir.
"Shark bird! Run! Your life is precious!"
The rcenaries, faces marbled with fat, either scurried into pre-dug tunnels or fled into the wild without choosing their paths.
After a short while, the seventy-two-legged cow-horse, bold and vigorous, kicked the obstacles with its thirty-six feet, sprinting joyfully into the sunset at the horizon’s end.
...
Thirty years.
Ye Hanjun traveled intermittently, sotis savoring wine and enjoying music in small towns bustling with mortal life.
Sotis in the wilderness, he encountered Patrons of all ages, sotis hiding strengths and backgrounds, making acquaintances or helping them out of peril in passing.
Of course, preaching was always a priority, never forgotten.
Ye Hanjun valued fate and affinity, preferring those of similar virtues. He never forced anyone who had concerns.
Thus, he was getting closer to the location of the first Taoist sensed.
It felt like two magnets of opposite poles, aligning on a destined path towards a central point.
"Woah—"
This was a grand canyon, with fish fossils scattered across its bottom, easy to pick up.
It seed, tens of thousands of years ago, this place was covered by sea.
Ti changes, currents dried up, turning it into barren land.
Looking around, except for so tenacious stone crabs, no large-volu wild Fond Spirits were visible.
"Thump! Thump! Thump!"
Like a giant’s footsteps, each echo resonating in one’s heart, rippling through.
Ye Liuying and Ye Yin opened their eyes and stood up.
Ahead, a forest giant over a thousand ters tall, wielding a bone club, ca rushing towards them.
Its eyes were fiercely wild; the aura of the Holy Beast King emitted from its body forced even the non-aggressive stone crabs to burrow deep into the earth.
"Swoosh~~~"
Approaching within five hundred ters of Ye Hanjun, the forest giant suddenly halted.
Under the sunlight, its muscles disintegrated, and all characteristics of the Giant Clan vanished.
Five seconds later, what stood there wasn’t a giant but a formation of Alien races in plant form, lined up orderly in defense, cautiously watching their direction.
"Using the guise of a Forest Giant as an illusion, masquerading their identity to scare off passersby?"
Ye Hanjun nodded slightly, his calm deanor was unfazed, only a faint, elusive smile lingered.
Vine Taoist, Tree Knights—these were rare Demon-type Holy Beasts from the Ancient Cosmos, already extinct in the outside world.
Unexpectedly, the Flower God Valley still maintained such a scale, twelve on each side, their ranks varying from Sacred Voidal Conduit to Supre Sacred Great Achievent.
And these were just the soldiers in the frontline defense, the most basic formation of this team.
Behind, four ’Tree Elders’ carrying a palace, all of them bona fide Holy Beast Kings.
At the top of the palace grew an unremarkable dandelion, Ye Yin and Ye Liuying probably couldn’t discern anything unusual at first glance.
But Ye Hanjun was sure, this was a Demon beast known as ’Dream Dandelion,’ also at the realm of Holy King.
The Tree Elders guarded the ground and the surroundings, while the Dream Dandelion monitored the sky, handling any danger that might descend from above.
"Ah..."
The hovering Shark Falcon, sensing the intense enmity, dared not land.
"Swoosh!"
The palace’s giant banana leaf was lifted, and a young girl sprang out, her youthful face filled with joy and excitent:
"Master! I’m back!"
"Gua! Xiaotieqiu! Long ti no see!"
Before Ye Hanjun could greet, GuaGua on his shoulder took the initiative.
It zipped like an aurora in front of them, and in the next mont, it was floating in front of Yu Ruoxin, about to land on her shoulder.
"Hey! What creature is this! How rude!"
"We haven’t yet verified your identities, discerned your good from evil. What if you hard our Valley Master? What then?!"
Bang— an irate Ginseng jumped out, intending to sweep GuaGua away with its leafy head.
The strike obviously held back, ant to drive it away rather than hurt.
But what amazed the Vine Taoist and Tree Knights was that the General’s ’Sweeping Skill’ missed.
That streak of white light moved even faster, skirting all the leaves and smoothly landing on the Valley Master’s left shoulder, its big eyes blinking innocently and confusedly:
"What’s the matter, do I look like an Evil beast? The kind that ’roar’ and wants to eat you all?"
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