Immortality Path: From the Blind Man at the Pharmacy-Chapter 361 - 199, 200. Indifferent to the outside, laughter and lies (subscription requested)_3
Chapter 361: 199, 200. Indifferent to the outside, laughter and lies (subscription requested)_3
Song Cheng paused; he felt more and more that the Barbarian Tribes were in disarray, as if a storm was brewing, ready to burst forth.
The territories of the Barbarian Tribes were vast, so even after entering the Barbarian Lands, there was still a considerable distance to the Great Barbarian King’s location.
Along the way, Song Cheng encountered more and more Barbarians showing hostility, and some even showed covetous looks when they saw Ying and Ling, ready to pounce as if they wanted to plunder...
This quickly exhausted Song Cheng’s patience.
He respected the rules of the Human World; he could refrain from using force to pressure others for the sake of its prosperity, but it didn’t mean that he would let these rules impede his own mood.
Without much to say, he leaped off his horse, and in an instant, he manifested the Law of Heaven and Earth, transforming into a thousand-zhang Roc Peng ablaze with Red Flame. Its claws gripped mountains and rivers, and its head peered down from the clouds, sternly overlooking the "ant nests" below, and declared, "Stop the noise."
Seeing that the Barbarians who had wanted to plunder the carriage were still running around, he lowered his head sharply, like a chicken pecking at insects, and instantly eradicated them. Seeing other areas still in disarray, he pecked repeatedly.
As his perception expanded, he saw more and more. Within these sights, he even witnessed robbery and slaughter... Song Cheng’s expression grew increasingly grim.
On a main road, a group of overturned ox carts lay scattered. A noblewoman in silk held her son, facing the surrounding Barbarians, chastising them, "Stop that, take the goods if you want them. This is the Great Song Realm; how can you do this? Is there no law?".
However, the encircling Barbarians just sneered, "Law? Why should my Barbarian Tribes follow King Song’s..."
Bang!
Before the Barbarian had finished speaking, the area he was in simply vanished, along with the Barbarians themselves.
The noblewoman in silk looked up in shock, only to see a divine bird in the sky. She quickly knelt and murmured her thanks for saving her life.
"Still noisy?"
"Still noisy?!"
Song Cheng asked angrily.
By now, he truly realized that it was no coincidence that the Barbarian Tribes were in trouble.
At such times, the whole of the Barbarian Lands was incredibly dangerous, and anyone with a bit of wisdom would choose to stay put and assess the situation rather than rashly intervene.
Because at this time, the Barbarian Tribes were like an emerging meat grinder, with turbulent forces originating from an unknown place.
But... that was only because Song Cheng hadn’t arrived.
If Song Cheng came, all the dangers of this land ceased to be dangerous, simply because... Song Cheng himself was the most terrifying horror.
Peck peck peck!
With his casual actions, ferocious Barbarians were dying violently within the surrounding hundred li.
The entire grassland trembled nonstop, numerous tents collapsed outright, and where his beak struck, gigantic pits tens of zhang in diameter appeared.
Suddenly, the noisy surroundings fell silent, even the running Demon Beasts quieted down, laying prostrate on the ground, daring not to move an inch.
Within the lively Barbarian Realm, there was no longer any noise, not even the chirping of insects dared to make a sound.
...
...
"What’s happening?"
Inside a large tent, a Noble Family Child with an ethereal aura was conversing with a lavishly dressed Barbarian noble when he sensed something amiss outside. He casually sent out a breeze, the Li Fire Roc Peng Technique allowing those of the Yu Family to naturally excel at controlling the wind.
Bang!
The tent flap lifted.
Outside, there was redness everywhere.
The sky too was red, red like an apocalyptic sea of fire.
In the midst of the fire, a Roc Peng was lowering its head, surveying the surroundings.
The shocked Noble Family Child’s mouth hung open as he stammered in disbelief, "Li... Li... Li Fire... Li Fire Roc Peng!! Impossible! Impossible!"
He rushed out, knelt on the ground, tense and excited as he shouted, "Is it the Elder Ancestor Rabbit of the Ji Family, is it you?"
He had never imagined the Li Fire Roc Peng could be so huge, and moreover... materialized.
My God, what Realm is this?
The Noble Family Child who had been conspiring with the Barbarian elite was utterly stunned.
Song Cheng had taken in the significant data, 430~860, and recognized him as someone from the Zhao Family, so he coldly commanded, "Come over and pick up your people."
As the five words fell, he retracted his manifestation of the Law of Heaven and Earth.
The carriage was protected under his wings from the beginning to the end, unaffected by his aura, but what he had done was witnessed clearly by everyone inside the carriage.
Both Ying and Ling, having seen their consort in such a manner for the first time and thinking about how he who had been intimate with them could also have such an aspect, were both awestruck and dumbfounded.
Ting, on the other hand, found nothing strange; no one knew better than she how strong her father was. fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm
Mo chuckled foolishly.
Soon, orderly ranks of Demon Beast Cavalry approached from a distance. Even though Song Cheng hadn’t said where he was, the tribe leader in the vicinity had quickly reacted and knelt down from afar.
The leading chief, upon witnessing the young man on the carriage, felt a surge of eagerness to "recruit" him, but was sternly slapped by the person beside him from the Zhao Family, who then gave a meaningful look.
’This is an old demon of unknown stature, a great power; how could you be deceived by his outward appearance?’
The two had discussed it on their way there; the chief hastily reined in his thoughts and welcomed Song Cheng and his party with great respect.
Only after making some inquiries did Song Cheng learn that the Great Barbarian King had died.
As a being of the Qi Realm, he had had quite a bit of lifespan left, but it seemed that the frequent battles with Ghost Servants and the lingering Yin Qi had left a lingering illness, which suddenly flared this year, causing his heart to stop abruptly, his breath failing to catch up, and he died.
Now the Barbarian Tribes were in chaos. Those below were looting in the midst of disaster, reaping benefits from the surrounding Song People, while the Barbarian King’s descendants were fighting tooth and nail, and war seemed imminent.
