Chapter 1330: Chapter 128: Valley of Destruction_3
Xuan Ye whispered, "Yes! The Wing King is quite something. He seems to be skilled in martial arts, and his power is not weak. Father-in-law, do you still have any concerns? The Wing King seems very sincere."
Na Yan shook her head and said, "It’s hard to tell, we can’t draw a conclusion yet. I too hope he won’t play any tricks. Child, be very careful."
The Winged Tribe, along with nearly a thousand from the religious hierarchy, advanced swiftly through the forest. By the time it was broad daylight, they had already delved deep into the Tian Yuan Clan’s great forest. According to the Wing King, they had passed through the territory of the Winged Tribe, and not far ahead lay the domain of the Beastmen. The Winged Tribe became much more cautious in their progression. Within moments, the Wing King, through the information passed down from his subjects in the high skies, had captured more than ten Half-Beast Scouts. These Beastmen were of different races, extremely ferocious, and not weak in strength, but they were outnumbered and were all subdued by the Winged Tribe. Seeing how the Winged Tribe showed no mercy to the Half-Beast Scouts, even Na Yan’s hanging heart was somewhat assured, and she was not as cautious as she had been at the start of their journey.
Suddenly, the golden figure of the Wing King flew back to Xuan Ye’s side, and his Winged subjects also halted. Xuan Ye quickly ordered the halt of the religious hierarchy’s troops, and asked the Wing King, "Have we arrived?"
The Wing King nodded gravely, "Not far ahead is the valley where the Half-Beasts reside. Don’t be surprised. Unlike us, even though their territory has forests, they mainly live in valleys. I call it the Half-Beast Valley. There, most of the Half-Beasts dwell, and it’s possible that Dark Witchers are hiding among them. My people just reported that the Half-Beasts in the Half-Beast Valley have just awoken from their slumber. Let’s rest here for a while until both our sides adjust to the optimal condition and then strike together. We will surely win in one fell swoop."
Xuan Ye smiled and said, "Your Majesty the Wing King, as always, you’ve been thorough. Everyone, rest where you are and adjust to the best condition. In twenty minutes, we begin our operation." After speaking, he sat down on the spot—such a short distance traveled had not been enough to tire him out. Ballon handed over a water flask to Xuan Ye, saying, "Officiant, please have some water first."
Xuan Ye smiled slightly and said, "Ballon, don’t forget what I told you. Give it your best performance later! Let us see just how far you’ve cultivated."
Full of confidence, Ballon said, "Rest assured, I will not let the expectations of the elders down." As he spoke, he subconsciously touched his Longsword. The beautiful figure of Xuan Yue appeared in his mind, and the corner of his mouth revealed a hint of a smile as if he could already see the scene of his marriage to Xuan Yue.
Ballon slapped Ballon’s head and said solemnly through telepathy, "Don’t be too complacent too soon. Remember, when it comes time to act, be bold but cautious, and do not let the enemy take advantage of your mistakes. I only have you for a son; if something were to happen to you, your mother would kill me when I get back. Also, should a battle occur, you must stay close to me for easy rescue, understand?"
Seeing his father serious, Ballon dared not say much and nodded, "Father, don’t worry, I will take good care of myself."
Xuan Yuan sat cross-legged on the ground. He seemed to feel that his blood was already boiling. No matter how formidable the enemies ahead, he did not care. From the first day he began learning martial arts, he believed that he was born for martial arts. At no time would the word ’fear’ exist in his heart. He longed for battle and victory. Only the blood of his enemies could take him to a higher level.
Na Yan sat next to Xuan Yuan, always feeling that something was not right, a bad premonition lingering in his heart, but he couldn’t pinpoint what? Now was the moment when the arrow had to be shot, and not to affect the morale of everyone else, he couldn’t speak much more than continuously to remind himself to be very careful and cautious. On the mainland, the religious hierarchy represents the Sky God and cannot afford to lose.
Time flew by quickly, and twenty minutes arrived in an instant. Xuan Yuan was the first to stand up, glanced at the Wing King, and said decisively, "Let’s move out."
With a glance from Xuan Yuan, the Wing King suddenly felt a thrill of fear, and shivered all over—thinking to himself, what profound power this old man has! He soared into the sky, commanding his people who were resting on the trees to rise again and fly above the religious hierarchy, slowly advancing towards the southeast.
Indeed, as the Wing King had said, after five minutes of advancing, they had left the great forest of the Tian Yuan Clan. In front of them lay a vast valley, the surrounding mountains were covered in various green plants, painting the mountainsides green. Xuan Ye looked intently toward the distance, where the Death Mountain Range was faintly visible. It seemed only a short distance from here, and the Death Mountain Range had one notable feature—nothing grew there—its grayish-black mountain body was easy to recognize. The Wing King floated above Xuan Ye and said softly, "The valley ahead is where the Half-Beasts live. What now? Do we charge right in? Over there is the entrance to the valley." With that, he pointed ahead, not far off. Xuan Ye looked carefully and saw a natural crevasse, about several dozen meters wide. With such a width, given the power of the religious hierarchy, they need not fear enemy ambush. Xuan Ye turned to Xuan Yuan beside him and said, "Judgment Chief, what do we do now? Charge straight in?"
