339: Chapter 339 Sun Xingtian!

Qingcang Kingdom, Di Prefecture, Falling Star City.

This city was built against a mountain, with a population of over seven hundred thousand, controlled by the cultivation Family, the Lin Clan.

The Lin Clan had a Legacy of over four hundred years; the Clan Chief, Lin Xiaotian, was a Late Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivator, and there were five other Foundation Establishment Elders within the clan, making them a hegemon in Di Prefecture.

It could be said that the history of the Lin Clan was the history of the most chaotic three or four hundred years on the entire continent; they had experienced every great war, the rise of the Yao Race, and natural and man-made disasters.

It was evident that the Lin Clan was deeply blessed, and their journey was also a Family epic.

The night was deep, and dark clouds obscured the moon.

Outside the city, dozens of black-robed figures stood like ghosts.

The leader was tall and slender with a handsome face, but his skin presented a strange Dark-Gold color.

His name: Sun Xingtian.

A seventh-generation descendant of the Sun Clan, a new generation born after the establishment of the Myriad Demon Domain.

Since birth, he had been a Yao native to the Myriad Demon Domain. In his eyes, the Human Race were extremely inferior ants, and only the Holy Race of the Myriad Demon Domain were the Dominators of the world.

He not only cultivated the 《Heavenly Yao Saint Transformation Art》, but his Old Ancestor, Sun Chengzhu, had even spent a huge price to obtain a drop of essence blood from a Six-Winged Yao General to cleanse his Physical Body.

"Young Master Xingtian, the city defensive Formation has been broken."

A black-robed figure with a hunched back and protruding lips reported in a low voice.

He pulled off his hood, revealing a large gray rat head, his eyes flickering with cruelty; this was a Heavenly Yao Guard that had undergone Fusion with Wind Rat Bloodline.

Most only had cultivation at the Qi Refining stage, with few able to reach Foundation Establishment.

"Enter the city."

"The Old Ancestor has ordered: plunder resources, and those who resist, kill without mercy."

Hearing this, dozens of Heavenly Yao Guards pulled off their black robes.

Some had arms as thick as pillars, covered in purple fur; others were covered in cyan scales, dragging thick, long tails. They let out suppressed roars and turned into afterimages, rushing into Falling Star City.

The slaughter erupted instantly.

The Lin Clan residence was ablaze with fire!

"Enemy attack!"

Shrill screams pierced the night sky, and Lin Clan Cultivators hurriedly summoned their Magical Artifacts to intercept these sudden monsters.

A Lin Clan Foundation Establishment Elder stepped on a Flying Sword, formed hand Seals, and dozens of fire snakes roared out, smashing toward a Bear-transformed Heavenly Yao Guard in the lead.

Boom!

The flames exploded.

The Bear-transformed Heavenly Yao Guard did not dodge or evade, charging out while taking the fire snakes head-on.

He was charred, but relying on his formidable Yao-transformed Physical Body, he suffered no fundamental damage. He then suddenly leaped several zhang high, grabbed the Foundation Establishment Cultivator, and pulled him down from the sky!

"What kind of monster is this!"

The Elder was terrified, his protective spiritual light shattering like paper.

The Bear-transformed Heavenly Yao Guard opened his bloody maw and bit off half of his body in one bite, blood and internal organs spilling all over the ground.

Deep within the residence, a powerful fluctuation of spiritual energy soared into the sky.

The Lin Clan Chief, Lin Xiaotian, holding a crimson longsword and accompanied by four other Foundation Establishment Elders, rushed to the battlefield. Seeing the dismembered limbs all over the ground and those half-human, half-beast monsters, his eyes were about to split with rage.

"What is this!"

"Half-Yao? Or are you monsters from the Holy Blood Sect?"

Lin Xiaotian's gaze was fixed on Sun Xingtian atop the high wall.

Sun Xingtian still maintained a complete human form; except for his Dark-Gold skin, he looked no different from a Human Race Cultivator...

"Monsters?"

Sun Xingtian curled his lips in mockery: "Do not use such inferior terms to insult us. I am a blade of the Holy Race."

"How can mere words like 'monster' summarize us?"

"Arrogant!"

Lin Xiaotian shouted angrily, not bothering with further talk. The crimson longsword in his hand let out a clear sword hum, turning into a ten-zhang-long fire flood dragon that charged straight at Sun Xingtian's face.

"Attack together! Execute this villain!"

The other four Lin Clan Elders, having reached an agreement, acted in unison, their four Flying Swords sealing off all of Sun Xingtian's escape routes.

Conversely, Sun Xingtian's eyes were exceptionally indifferent, not caring at all.

"Truly inferior techniques."

Chi!

Sun Xingtian shuddered violently, the flesh on his back tearing, and three pairs of nearly transparent, thin wings with Dark-Gold water ripples flowing along their edges unfurled with a boom.

It was his Six-Winged Golden Cicada Bloodline. His figure flickered slightly.

Boom!

The air let out a deafening sonic boom, and Sun Xingtian vanished from his spot. The fire flood dragon and the four Flying Swords slashed fiercely at empty air, smashing the high wall into ruins.

"Where is he?!" Lin Xiaotian's pupils contracted sharply, his Divine Sense scanning frantically.

"Too slow."

The voice sounded beside Lin Xiaotian's ear, the moment he turned to counterattack.

Sun Xingtian, with six wings on his back, had already arrived at Lin Xiaotian's side. He raised his right hand, his five fingers slender, with a layer of extremely compressed heavy water lingering at his fingertips.

Water-attribute Divine Ability: Heavy Water Stab!

Puff!

Sun Xingtian's palm pierced through Lin Xiaotian's top-grade protective inner armor without any obstruction, piercing his heart.

Lin Xiaotian's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.

As a dignified Late Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivator, he hadn't even seen the opponent's movements clearly.

"You..."

"The weak are not even worth eating."

Sun Xingtian shook his wrist, and the power of the heavy water exploded inside Lin Xiaotian's body.

Bang!

Lin Xiaotian's Physical Body instantly exploded into a mist of blood.

The four Lin Clan Elders were stunned on the spot, their livers and gallbladders splitting with fear, disbelievingly saying:

"The Clan Chief is dead!"

"How could this be!"

The few were smart; almost immediately, they chose to retreat. They didn't even bother to retrieve their Flying Swords, turning and transforming into escape lights to flee.

Sun Xingtian flapped his six wings, stirring up a gale.

He turned into a Dark-Gold water line, flashing four times in the night sky.

Each time he paused, one Lin Clan Elder's head would fly into the sky.

In less than ten breaths.

The strongest Cultivators of Falling Star City had all perished.

"Kill all the Cultivators, empty the treasury."

Sun Xingtian flicked the blood off his fingertips, retracted his six wings, and landed in the Lin Clan's main hall.

The slaughter outside was still continuing, with the cries of Mortals and low-level Cultivators shaking the heavens and earth; but there was not a ripple in Sun Xingtian's heart.

Under the indoctrination of the Myriad Demon Domain, he only believed in the jungle Law where the strong preyed on the weak.

He did not view the Human Race as his own kind; in his eyes, they were also a type of Yao, just a type of Yao that looked like humans.

Even if they were the same kind, so what?

Stances can change; whoever feeds you, you work for them.

Moreover, they were a group that would never accept them; rather than humbly fawning over them, it was better to completely integrate into the Demon Domain.

The Lin Clan's secret vault was located beneath the main hall.

Sun Xingtian kicked and shattered the thick Black Iron stone door.

Stepping inside, the secret vault was flashing with spiritual light. Rows of wooden shelves were filled with Spirit Stones, Medicinal Pills, Magical Artifacts, and various rare Ores.

The level of wealth made even Sun Xingtian's eyes red with envy.

"Load it up for me."

"Take everything that can be taken!"

The few Rat-transformed Yao Guards who followed him in immediately took out their Storage Pouches and began looting frantically.

Wherever they passed, it was a mess.

Sun Xingtian walked with his hands behind his back, his gaze sweeping over these low-level resources with little interest, until he walked to the deepest part of the secret vault.

Inside was an independent stone platform, and upon the stone platform was a complex isolation Formation; inside was enshrined a primitive bronze box.

Sun Xingtian stopped, sensing the ancient aura emanating from the bronze box.

"What is this?"

He raised his hand, and the Dark-Gold heavy water gathered in his palm, turning into a water blade, which he slashed fiercely at the isolation Formation.

Crack.

The Formation light screen shook violently, and after holding on for three breaths, it shattered with a boom.

Sun Xingtian picked up the bronze box, wiped away the Seal on it, and slowly opened it.

There were no Magic Treasures in the box, nor were there any Medicinal Pills.

There was only a black bone shard the size of a palm, covered in cracks.

The surface of the bone shard was also carved with dense, strange symbols; these symbols were not Human Race characters, but some kind of pictographic totem resembling birds and beasts.

Sun Xingtian's Divine Sense probed into the bone shard.

Boom!

A vast, ancient intent, filled with endless Demonic Qi, instantly rushed into his mind.

He seemed to see a terrifying giant beast, its size blotting out the sky and sun, roaring in the starry sky.

The giant beast swallowed the sun and moon and tore apart the stars; that pressure, which reigned above heaven and earth, made even Sun Xingtian's half-Yao body, which had undergone Fusion with the Golden Cicada essence blood, tremble uncontrollably.

"This is... the Legacy of an ancient Yao Cultivator?"