Chapter 141: Chapter One Hundred Thirty-Seven: Return Home (VIII)

Longzhou was once home to a mythical creature, the Qilin. The Qilin is born from scattered annual stars, hence it is considered a symbol of good fortune. There are males and females, Qi is the male, Lin is the female. They have the body of a deer, the tail of a dragon, the scales of a dragon, their feet are cloven hooves, and they have a single horn on their heads, with flesh at the tip of the horn. They live for two thousand years.

The Qilin soars through wind and clouds, commanding the rain and mist. Wherever it goes, it sprinkles spiritual rain, curing creatures of illness. In places blessed by its spiritual rain, everyone is healthy and strong.

At that time, a great craftsman named Ou Yang heard of the Qilin and ordered his clan to circle and kill the auspicious beast.

After the earth-shattering battle, the earth was shattered and the mountains and rivers fractured. The Qilin had its soul extracted, and Ou Yang planned to make a divine armor from its hide and its soul.

He named it the Saint Qilin Heavy Earth Armor. However, magical items have their spirits and the spirit of the Qilin, filled with resentment, became unusually brutal upon the completion of the armor. It rebounded against its master.

Ou Yang died, but before he did, he severely damaged the spirit of the divine armor, breaking its spiritual charm.

The great craftsman was dead, but the divine armor was passed down. However, this piece of divine armor could no longer be referred to as a holy armor, because the spirit of the Qilin had turned into a fierce spirit, unable to communicate with its master.

The Saint Qilin Heavy Earth Armor had turned into Fierce Qilin Heavy Earth Armor. No one could control it, so Ou Clan decided to auction it.

It passed through the hands of more than ten masters, and finally, this fierce armor fell into the hands of the Tang Clan and was chosen by Tang Sen.

A mortal who became an unbeatable martial artist received a unique fierce armor, creating a living legend.

When Feng Wen Dong saw Tang Sen’s expressionless face emerge from the vehicle, his legs couldn’t help but tremble. Perhaps for most people, the title or position of the First Head of the Martial Hall of Tang Clan was just a title, but for family heads like them, it was a nightmarish martial artist.

Feng Wen Dong wanted to beg for mercy, but he knew it was too late. So, he shouted, “Brothers, escape while you can, save one if you can.”

That was the best advice he could give to his brothers because having seen Tang Sen fight, he was like a real god on earth.

that, Feng Wen Dong was the first to escape northward, seemingly not caring about his family’s warriors behind him, because he knew that they were

foot on the earth,

Sen’s foot, and it went towards the mortal squad. People were dizzy and

split, the mountains crumbled, and dust filled the sky. The earth boiled, and the tomb mounds collapsed. High banks became valleys, deep valleys became mounds. The plain seemed to be undergoing the

Dong and others, deciding to first

stones

Sen’s body seemed to turn into a puddle of mud, gleaming with golden light. As more and more stones gathered,

light. It looked like a

those huge stones turned into a thirty feet tall golden figure, with its eyes tightly

giant raised its hand, and all the flying dust in the sky gathered behind it, transforming into

ultimate technique, the Golden Rock

golden giant opened its eyes, and two rays of golden

among the four, Feng Jin Huan had already run nearly a mile in a short while, when looked from far, he

with

a safe distance, was killed

his escape, Feng Wendong turned around, his eyes filled with rage and heartache. Watching an old comrade meet such an easy death,

a

a mass of land filled with Transcendent Realm warriors, crushing two to three dozen who failed to

who had evaded the trampling. The robe glimmered with golden light and was harder than steel. The warriors had no means to escape

Transcendent Realm warriors within the

and flesh mixed with armor

Transcendent squad, he turned to

tremble once more. The

golden fist, carrying an earth-rupturing force, struck toward Feng Wendong. There

aura pervaded like a

collided with the golden fist, and

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