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Chapter 31 - Growth

The Great Rock Country had a mansion called the Flood Dragon Manor in Jiao Yan City, and the size of that mansion was far above that of Yan City. At this time, there were many people coming and going in the Flood Dragon Manor. A Soldiers rushed into the central hall and shouted: "Report!"

"The White Tiger Pass has been broken." The Soldiers gasped and said as he knelt on one knee.

"What!" All the people in the hall stood up abruptly, especially the middle-aged man sitting on the leader's seat. This man was the current Patriarch of Wyrm Flame Clan, Jiao Lin, and also his father.

"Then what about Jiao Huan?" the man asked hurriedly.

"Go, your whereabouts are unknown." Hearing this, the man staggered and fell back into his chair. The binocular was in a daze, its mouth open wide, wanting to say something.

"I told you before, Jiao Huan is too young, he shouldn't be allowed to guard the White Tiger Pass, you just wouldn't listen." The oldest Old Man stomped his feet ferociously, as if he hated the fact that he did not turn out to be good enough.

"Send my order, gather all your power within the Wyrm Flame Clan and fight to the death with Ge Qing." The man gritted his teeth as he spoke.

"Shut up, I'm the leader now. Those who disobey will die." The man shouted, and the terrifying spiritual energy erupted, turning the tables and chairs beside him into powder.

"Don't forget how you became the chief. We can give you a position, but we can also give you a position of subordinate." Old Man was not afraid in the slightest as he spoke while facing the man's fury.

Suddenly, a cold light flashed, and on Old Man's neck, there was an additional wound, seeing Old Man's figure that slowly fell to the ground, the other people in the palace all took two steps back, afraid that the man would go crazy and attack them. The man's binocular was already blood-red. Staring at everyone in the hall, he said: "Those who disobey will die."

The city was surrounded by walls that were tens of metres tall and ten metres thick. Wall were made of black gold stone, which was extremely rare and tough, even a Mystical King Ranker would not be able to destroy it.

At this time, there were already a myriad of troops surrounding Jayan City, with Xia Xuan as the leader. The myriad of men and horses formed a giant eagle shape as the battle drums sounded out, deafening everyone.

Jiao Lin brought a large number of Soldiers with him as he stood atop the Wall, his arrows releasing a cold glow straight towards the Soldiers, but from the sweat on the heads of the Soldiers s, it could be seen that they were extremely nervous.

"Attack the city." Xia Xuan bellowed, and immediately, an army of thousands charged straight for the Wall, the war drum was high, like a primordial beast from ancient times, some of the weaker Soldiers s immediately peed their piss due to fear, and some even fainted on the spot.

The current Xia Xuan was impressively like a king in the wind. He thought back to the past, when he was the strongest Divine General of the The Divine Realm, he commanded millions of Ares-class, and he also had a few hundred Divine Masters, as well as several Divine Generals following him. The him at that time was just like the him now, in high spirits, attracting the gazes of countless goddesses.

"Release the arrows." With Jiao Lin's order, and along with "whoosh whoosh" sounds, the sky turned pitch black and a myriad of arrows shot out. It was truly a spectacular sight.

Xia Xuan ignored everything, as though he did not see the rain of arrows. The blood colored pike congealed in his hand, and a blood colored cape appeared.

Seeing Xia Xuan on his stallion, Jiao Lin's binocular turned blood-red. Holding his sword, dressed in his armor, he immediately jumped down from the Wall, shocking everyone around his. Landing outside the city, Jiao Lin directly rushed towards Xia Xuan, and in the process, even if there was a Soldiers blocking him, he would be slashed by the blade, the power in the blade was extremely shocking.

Although the two armies were separated by thousands of meters, Xia Xuan and Jiao Lin only used less than a minute to clash head on. Spear and sword clashed, and the terrifying imposing manner directly sent several surrounding Soldiers flying.

With a swing of his sword, the pike flew towards the horse leg. The horse could not stop at all. Everything happened in an instant. The surrounding Soldiers could only see Xia Xuan and Jiao Lin brushing past each other as the surrounding people were sent flying and the legs of the warhorses were sliced off as well.

The warhorse fell, and under the effect of inertia, Xia Xuan rolled on the ground for close to 10 metres before stopping.

"Your aura must be at least Second class Xuan Zun, why is it so weak?" Jiao Lin held the longsword in his hand and looked at Xia Xuan proudly.

"Hahaha." Xia Xuan crawled up from the ground, covered his face with one hand and laughed out loud. "Xia Xuan" slowly turned into sand and scattered into the wind.

Jiao Lin was startled, this "Xia Xuan" was actually only a clone, but the clone's aura had reached Second class Xuan Zun, then how terrifying was her real body?

The other thought was that Jiao Huan, who had been left on the battlefield, would only end up losing his life. The other thought was that there was a high chance that the unaccounted for Jiao Huan, had already been killed, and Jiao Huan was his only son. What he was doing right now, was fighting for Jiao Huan, so even if his son was dead, there was no meaning for him to live.

Even though his thoughts were conflicting, Jiao Lin knew that what he needed to do now was take revenge. The Xia Xuan right now was definitely behind him.

Just as he turned around and was about to use the longsword to fight Xia Xuan, a blood light flashed and Jiao Lin was sent flying dozens of meters away. When he came to Jiao Lin's side, Xia Xuan did not take the pike, but held a blood-colored long rod instead. It was clear that Xia Xuan did not want to kill Jiao Lin. His goal was to capture Jiao Lin alive.

"Why didn't you kill me?" Jiao Lin looked at Xia Xuan fiercely, his eyes filled with dissatisfaction.

Xia Xuan didn't reply. Jiao Lin continued to speak, "Don't think that you can threaten the Wyrm Flame Clan just by capturing me. There's still the various Great Elders in the city."

"Do you think those elders follow you loyally?" Xia Xuan sneered.

Jiao Lin clenched his teeth, and was about to rush to the horse, who was still galloping at full speed, but Xia Xuan knocked him down to the ground with his rod, and said coldly: "If you die, what about Jiao Huan? I have already exiled Jiao Huan to the desert, whether or not I can save him is up to you. " With that said, Xia Xuan kept his rod and didn't bother about Jiao Lin anymore.

Jiao Lin crawled up from the ground, a few glimmers appeared in his eyes, and he shouted at Xia Xuan: "I'll remember this." He then ran off into the distance, but there was no anger or hatred on his face. Instead, there was a trace of a smile.

Xia Xuan raised his head and looked towards the sky, thinking that when had a dignified Deicide like him let off his enemies on the battlefield, it had truly changed. Deicide put away his murderous heart, no longer knowing how to kill, but instead, displaying his killing intent was even more terrifying than before. He, who had killed countless enemies in The Divine Realm, had long not known what growth was. Now, he had reincarnated and grown.

Xia Xuan could not help but laugh as he put away his armor. With his hands behind his back, he slowly walked towards Jiao Yan City.