"Why should I cooperate with you?" Lin Ming's expression shifted slightly as he spoke.
"This time, the envoy sent by the Phoenix Clan must be nobility. Additionally, the bird clans are always aggressive. It is said that Feng Tian has already issued a proclamation through Primordial. Anyone who captures Lin Yu, the Qilin Clan's young master, alive can go to the Phoenix Clan to exchange for an Innate Spiritual Treasure. Do you know anything about this?" Ao Tian abruptly changed the topic.
Lin Ming's face instantly turned extremely ugly as he replied, "That Feng Tian has caused trouble without reason, putting out a warrant for the capture of our clan's young master throughout Primordial. This is a matter for our clan. What does it have to do with your Dragon Clan?"
"Hehe! This time, if we completely defeat the Phoenix Clan's eastern expeditionary forces and capture their commander, then announce this to the whole of Primordial. Stating that the Phoenix Clan provoked the Qilin Clan without cause and show all living beings in Primordial the Phoenix Clan's shameless act of a thief shouting 'catch the thief', wouldn't that be very interesting?" Ao Tian laughed wickedly.
Lin Ming's face flushed red, with the corner of his mouth stretched to his ears; he looked incredibly sleazy. "Fine, I agree to cooperate with you all!"
To the south of Mount Buzhou, a vast army had also arrived. All were birds, each Vermilion Bird's body a brilliant red, over thirty feet long, soaring towards Mount Buzhou en masse. A stunningly beautiful girl was seated upon the central Vermilion Bird, with a gorgeous young matron standing behind her.
"Princess, I have an uneasy feeling, but I can't pinpoint why," said the matron to Feng Yan'er.
"Aunt Jing'er, you worry too much! This trip is merely a reconnaissance, we will return in a few days, and nothing will happen!" Feng Yan'er reassured the matron behind her. This matron was Huang Jing'er, Vice Clan Leader of the Vermilion Bird Clan, and was the deputy for this operation.
Huang Jing'er wanted to say something more but stopped as she saw Feng Yan'er's cold demeanor.
"Princess, we have arrived at Mount Buzhou!" a Feng Wei bowed as he reported.
"Good, order our clansmen to transform into their Taoist Bodies and disperse to search every inch of Mount Buzhou!" Feng Yan'er's eyes gleamed as she commanded.
"Hahahaha! You need not go anywhere else. Just stay right here and keep company with the great god Pangu forever! Hahaha..." An arrogantly loud voice suddenly echoed from all directions.
"Who is this insignificant creature who dares utter such wild words?" Feng Yan'er quickly rose to her feet and shouted indignantly.
"Princess, gaga! Despite my Dragon Clan's wealth across the Four Seas, this Crown Prince has yet to have the pleasure of a Phoenix Clan woman. Today, you've delivered yourself right to my doorstep! Hahaha!" Ao Tian secretly nodded to Feng Yan'er, then bellowed in wild laughter.
"Ao Tian? Aren't you afraid this will trigger a war between our two clans!" Huang Jing'er spoke in a low warning tone at that moment.
"The enmity between our two clans is like fire and water. Where does the question of fear arise?" Ao Tian replied with haughty pride.
"Hehe! Crown Prince Ao Tian, there's no reasoning with this woman! White Tiger Clan, heed my command, attack!" Lin Ming appeared aloofly before everyone.
Countless White Tigers sprung out from the mountains and treetops, brandishing Magic Treasures, and launched an offensive on the Vermilion Bird forces.
"Dinosaur Clan, heed my command, assume your true forms, and employ the War Trample!" Ao Tian leaped up and transformed into a colossal Mystic Yellow five-clawed earth dragon, letting out a thunderous roar.
A mass of White Tigers, with their sharp claws, struck the Vermilion Birds flying in mid-air, forcing them to the ground, claws tearing through flesh, as they opened their grand jaws baring teeth capable of piercing holes.
The Dinosaurs, each over thirty feet in height, raised their massive footpads in unison and stomped ruthlessly on the Vermilion Birds that fell to the ground. Any Vermilion Bird caught within the range of the War Trample met its demise there, their bodies crushed into a bloody pulp, too grisly to watch.
The Vermilion Bird forces hadn't even had the chance to react before a fifth of them were slaughtered by the joint forces of the two clans. The remaining Vermilion Birds quickly tightened their defenses, either in their original form or humanoid form, continuously spewing Southern Ming Li Fire. Instantly, the foot of Mount Buzhou turned into a battlefield akin to Purgatory.
The Divine Dragon that Ao Tian had transformed into was encased in rich nature's spiritual energy. That surging spiritual energy, after Ao Tian's condensation and compression, turned into transparent dragons, which attacked Feng Yan'er with extreme velocity.
Feng Yan'er also transformed into her true form, a colossal Phoenix with wings that stretched a hundred feet wide. Soon after, Feng Yan'er spurted clusters of True Sun Flames, which morphed into numerous tiny Phoenixes, soaring towards the incoming spiritual energy dragons like moths to a flame.
"Boom" "Boom" "Boom"
Turning to Huang Jing'er, who had transformed into a massive Vermilion Bird, her body wreathed in golden flames like a fireball, she darted to the left and right amidst the pincer attack of Bai Shu and Lin Ming. Her tails whisked up, and in mid-air, they transformed into multicolored small swords, emitting several feet of radiance, aimed at Bai Shu's duo.
Bai Shu wielded a 'Three Flowers and Two Moon Shovel', its blade sparkling with golden light. His cultivation technique of the metal attribute was operating at its peak, constantly parrying those small swords. As his Cultivation was not as advanced as Huang Jing'er's, being at the Late Stage of Daluo Golden Immortal, occasionally a ray from the swords would slip past the 'Two Moon Shovel', shredding Bai Shu's clothes into ribbons, presenting quite a ridiculous sight.
"Princess, run for your life, Elder, hurry! We will cover for you!" Suddenly, a loud cry echoed, followed by a "boom" as a mushroom cloud rose from the place of that exclamation.
Huang Jing'er hoarsely screamed, "No!"
A tragic scene unfolded!
One after another, the severely wounded Vermilion Birds who were nearing death, desperately flew into the midst of the White Tiger and Dinosaur groups, self-detonating their bodies. Bai Shu and Lin Ming were momentarily stunned. Seizing the opportunity, Huang Jing'er's wings flapped powerfully, breaking free from the encirclement, and channeling her entire True Yuan, she charged towards Ao Tian.
"Princess, go back and report to the Clan Leader! Tell him Huang Jing'er failed to protect our clanspeople and deserves to die a thousand deaths!" Despair shone through Huang Jing'er's Phoenix Eyes!