Legendary Clan Chief
Chapter 925 - 908 - Unknown Territory Scorpion People Return! (Fill in 39)

Chapter 925: 908 Chapter Unknown Territory Scorpion People Return! (Fill in 39)

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The Ink Fiend Fog confuses the heart and mind, and collapses the spirit. Warriors who enter it will lose their self-control, and if they are too weak, simply being near the Ink Fiend Fog poses the danger of being enveloped by it.

The cluster of Ink Fiend Fog that the Mountain River Seal had fallen into, originally scattered with the dry corpses of the Hundred Clans Martial Artists, was now swept clean, with only a few sparsely floating amidst the fog.

All the vanishing dry corpses were controlled by the spirits of the Ink Fiend to attack the Mountain River Seal, turning them into dust.

The gleaming black spirits of the Ink Fiend, constantly circling the Mountain River Seal, dared not make any further movements.

Hum!

Suddenly, a pure light shone from the Mountain River Seal, and the encompassing black fog was swept by the cyan light, instantly melting away like snow under the sun, turning into nothingness.

This scene naturally frightened the spirit of the Ink Fiend, which immediately tried to flee to other areas within the fog, considering its physical form spanned a ten-thousand-mile radius, all of which were the source of its spiritual power.

Hum!

But in the next moment, the spirit of the Ink Fiend let out a shriek and was fixed in place by the cyan light, disappearing into the fog.

"Is this the spirit of the Ink Fiend?"

Inside the Mountain River Seal, Xiao Chen looked at a glistening black spiritual entity in front of him, about one zhang in size, resembling a black, gleaming, spherical crystal, shimmering with flowing light.

Hum hum hum!

Held in midair by Luli, it emitted a continuous humming noise.

The forbidding Ink Fiend Fog of the Deep Void, which he had captured in his hand, was not very strong, boasting merely the strength of a Near Monarch Expert, making Xiao Chen feel extremely fortunate.

If he had encountered a cluster of Ink Fiend Fog that had evolved over a longer period, or some other forbidden force from the Deep Void, the consequences would have been unpredictable.

Hum!

From Xiao Chen’s brow, his spiritual will overflowed and probed toward the spirit of the Ink Fiend. With Luli’s suppression, although the fog spirit possessed the strength of a Near Monarch Expert, Xiao Chen easily imprinted his spiritual will upon it.

Hum hum hum!

The spirit of the Ink Fiend, now branded with Xiao Chen’s spiritual will, no longer emitted screeching sounds and became calm. Xiao Chen controlled it as it danced in the air, performing several actions, now completely under his control.

"Master, controlling this cluster of fog spirit will enable you to control this entire ten-thousand-mile radius of Ink Fiend Fog," Luli said after seeing Xiao Chen subdue the spirit of the Ink Fiend.

Hum!

Cyan light flashed, and Xiao Chen appeared at the center of the Ink Fiend Fog, immediately enveloped by an indefensible qi from all around him.

Like water seeping through every crack, the qi sensed its way into his body, even causing an intense dizziness.

Xiao Chen finally understood why warriors were so fearful of the Ink Fiend Fog; this qi was entirely unexpected, unavoidable, infiltrating one’s defenses. Once ensnared, it would envelop you completely and drag you deeper and deeper.

The fog carried various negative energies that bewildered the mind, disrupted the spirit and was filled with a rich Death Qi that devastated one’s physique for war.

However, Xiao Chen was overjoyed at this moment because the Ink Fiend Fog would become the eyes of his Gu Yuan Tribe in the Deep Void world.

Having subdued the spirit of the Ink Fiend, Xiao Chen encountered a problem, for he did not know his current location. The boundless Deep Void lacked direction, and everywhere a warrior stood seemed surrounded by darkness, vast and broad.

That was why so many warriors, even those who reached the Legendary Realm, unless absolutely necessary, were reluctant to travel through the Deep Void.

Of course, it wasn’t only because of the lack of direction in the Deep Void, but also its dangers. Those who could exist in the Deep Void world all had extraordinary origins.

Emerging from the Ink Fiend Fog, Xiao Chen gave the spirit of the Ink Fiend orders to remain stationary in the Void, while he prepared to tear through space and enter the real world to see which territory of the Human Realm he was in.

Hum!

And just as Xiao Chen appeared from the Mountain River Seal, in the far depths of the Deep Void amidst a pile of chaotic stones, there came exclamations.

The densely packed stones seemed to drift within the Void, influenced by some gaze, and in the midst of these stones, a huge rock bore signs of recent hollowing.

Deep within this rock was a large cavity, where an incredibly malevolent aura circled, albeit pale golden, it had none of the feelings of holiness.

"He’s finally shown himself. The master is truly powerful, to have us two laying in wait within the Deep Void," a voice resonated at last.

Amid the golden light within the cave, two elongated shadows appeared, their form chaotic with scattered tails—the two were from the Scorpion Clan, the Nine-tailed Scorpions.

Initially ordered to hunt down Xiao Chen, the Golden Armored Scorpion King had intervened to cut him off, but he had not allowed them to leave, and quite unexpectedly, their wait had paid off.

Furthermore, the Golden Armored Scorpion King had left the Scorpion God Statue with them, and now, once again, it seemed to have come to life, with golden eyes that flowed with bloody light, clear as blood.

"Who would have thought this Divine Marquis from the human race could be so lucky to escape with his life even from the hands of the master. Truly, his fate is as hard as it gets."

Feeling the guidance emanating from the Scorpion God Statue, a glint of murderous intent flashed through the eyes of a Scorpion Clan Warrior.

"Even if they survive an attack from a monarch, I reckon they won’t be in good shape. Let’s hurry over. If his soul is torn apart in the Deep Void, we won’t be able to reap the benefits."

"Indeed, to slaughter a Divine Marquis of the human race, I wonder how much divine power the great Scorpion God will bestow upon us. Perhaps we can even advance further."

Quickly, the Scorpion God Statue was put away, and two nine-tailed Scorpion People rushed out beyond the chaotic stones.

When the Scorpion Clan slaughters humans, they naturally receive a gift from the Scorpion God of their clan. And like Xiao Chen, with the noble title of Divine Marquis and the vast fortunes of the human race upon him as boundless as the ocean, with immeasurable future achievements, the divine power they would gain from the Scorpion God for killing such a warrior would be even more substantial.

As for the divine power of the Scorpion People of the Scorpion Clan, every one of the Hundred Clans has its own fortunes. However, the Scorpion Clan’s is somewhat different.

This is because the old ancestor of the Scorpion Clan, revered as the Scorpion God and the clan’s only monarch, seemed to have merged with the entire clan’s fortunes after his demise.

What kind of changes had occurred was not known to other clans. The divine power of the Scorpion God of the Scorpion Clan is often akin to the force of fortunes gained by the human race through war titles and the title of Divine Marquis.

Bursting out from the Dark Blood fog, Xiao Chen tore through space and returned to the real world, greeted by a range of towering mountains and ancient trees reaching for the sky.

The mountains were lofty, each one thousands of feet high, and the air was filled with the stench of beasts, diffusing constantly. In the dense forest afar, a gray miasma spread within sight.

"Indeed."

Xiao Chen furrowed his brows; he had indeed left the Border Wasteland Region. His Gu Yuan Tribe was connected to the fortunes of the Border Wasteland, and although there was a slight rift now, the brand of the Earth was familiar, but the feeling it gave him at the moment was that of alienness.

However, beyond this sense of strangeness, Xiao Chen felt something odd!

He was uncertain which Human Race territory he had ended up in.

Clearly, he had fallen within a remote Ancient Mountain, and just then, the Void before Xiao Chen was once again torn apart.

Hum!

From the dark space rift, a sharp tailfin flickered with a ghostly light, its surface covered with fine scale armor, chilling to the bone.

Pfft!

Almost at the same time, another direction in the Void also fractured, and a similarly sharp tailfin pierced through.

Scorpion Clan!

In an instant, Xiao Chen’s mind went tense, a surge of palpitations rose, but compared to the last time when a Scorpion Clan monarch personally took action, even two tailfin stingers seemed far too trivial.

Clang! Clang!

With sparks flying, Xiao Chen’s body, like a Roc, leapt a hundred yards away, the Dark Blood War Spear in his hand humming.

Having been targeted before, Xiao Chen understood that the methods of the mighty were profound and inscrutable, so even though he ended up in the Human World, his mind was always slightly detached, monitoring the surrounding environment.

After an unsuccessful strike, the Void was torn apart, and two warriors with human upper bodies and scorpion tails, their faces bearing scale armor, appeared, looking fierce and terrifying.

"Nine-tailed Scorpion People."

Xiao Chen’s eyes slightly raised as he muttered. It seemed he truly was fated with the Scorpion Clan—he remembered that the first member of another race he killed was of the Scorpion Clan, even destroying one of their statues.

Now he was not as naive as before. The strength of the Scorpion Clan was not at the forefront amongst the Hundred Clans of Heaven, but the strength within the clan was not to be underestimated. Although they lacked a taboo monarch, they did have a supreme Scorpion King at the pinnacle of a monarch’s realm.

"Quite vigilant, human. My compatriot and I concealed our presence well, and yet, you still detected us at the very last moment," said one of the Scorpion People, raising an eyebrow.

The other, after scrutinizing Xiao Chen a moment, his eyes revealed a hint of disbelief, exclaiming, "To think you are unharmed after being targeted by our clan’s monarch, that’s impossible!"

"How did you find me!" Xiao Chen’s eyes were ice-cold. The Scorpion Clan had repeatedly traced his whereabouts; there had to be secrets involved.

He had condensed his own presence to the extreme, enough to avoid the detection of most, but he was still sensed by the Scorpion Clan.

"Do you really think that being young and titled as a marquis means you are flawless? Your little tricks are nothing but a joke in the eyes of the true strong ones," retorted the Scorpion Person with a cold snort.

"Kill him. We are in the Human World, and if we expose ourselves for too long, it will attract the attention of the Human Clan’s Strongest," said the other Scorpion Person, eyes filled with caution, voicing a command.

"Not knowing how you escaped our clan monarch’s assassination, but what can a Stage Eight Realm Human Martial Artist really stir up!"

A nine-tailed Scorpion Person is a Legend among the Scorpion Clan, and only those with a certain concentration of bloodline could grow nine tails. By himself, he might have the power for a battle, but against two Scorpion People, he would need to retreat.

"If you won’t speak, then as clan leader, I have ways to make you," said Xiao Chen, looking at the approaching Scorpion People with a cold laugh, his body suddenly emitting a green light that enveloped the two assailants.