Translator: Legge
Patriarch Jin Yan turned towards Patriarch Shen Yu and the others.
The other Patriarchs looked bewildered as well, as though they recalled something but did not dare to confirm.
The death of the Tenth Prince incurred the wrath of many Golden Crows.
For the Ten Thousand Race Meet this time round, four Golden Crow princes came. One of them was slain by the Asura, one of them was shot down by Desolate Martial and now, another was eaten by a cub of the Kun race!
âThe Seventh Prince was the only one left among the four princes.
The Golden Crow race had suffered immense losses!
The Seventh Prince said coldly, âKid of the Kun race, you sure are savage!â
âItâs not my fault, right?â
Carefree blinked and said, âIâve already emphasized repeatedly that I havenât cultivated for long and donât know my limits. He was the one who insisted on sparring...â
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The Seventh Prince was furious and momentarily speechless.
Carefree continued, âEveryone of the ten thousand races witnessed this. I didnât want to fight. Furthermore, that big golden bird said if I can kill him, itâs because Iâm capable.â
âThatâs right, we heard it!â
âYou canât blame the child for this.â
âWhat does a child know? A child wouldnât know his limits! He canât blame others for dying because he has inferior skills!â
Monkey and the others gloated and goaded at the side.
âDonât waste time talking to him. Go and test his strength and force out the complete form of this cub!â
Patriarch Jin Yan sent a voice transmission to the Seventh Prince using his spirit consciousness.
âThe Seventh Prince understood and glared at Carefree, saying coldly, âSince youâre so capable, Iâll give it a shot as well!â
âTm not playing anymore!â
Carefree made a funny face at the Seventh Prince and turned to flee. In the blink of an eye, he returned to the crowd of experts of the Kun race.
Hundreds of Kun race experts protected Carefree in the middle and glared at the Seventh Prince in midair with unfriendly expressions.
No matter how strong the Seventh Prince was, he did not dare to barge in.
Furthermore, he had just been beaten up badly by Desolate Martial and was not at his peak condition.
The Seventh Princeâs expression was steely. However, he composed himself quickly and sneered, âTo think that the young master of the Kun race would be so cowardly to flee without fighting. Arenât you afraid of embarrassing the Kun race?â
âTm just a child,â
Carefree stuck out his tongue. âMy cultivation realm canât compare to yours, so I naturally have to flee. Furthermore, you big golden birds donât keep your words, getting all anxious when you lose. Iâm not playing with you guys anymore.â
The Seventh Prince shuddered and nearly spat out a mouthful of blood.
âHehe!â
Suddenly, Patriarch Jin Yan laughed. âCub of the Kun race, you sure are sharp-tongued and impolite! Since thatâs the case, Iâll teach you a lesson on behalf of the seniors of the Kun race!â
At that point, all the living beings of the ten thousand races were shocked.
No matter how they looked at it, it was unusual that a Patriarch of the primordial races would be provoked to attack a Dharma Characteristic youth personally!
However, none of the living beings of the ten thousand races understood the reason behind it.
Patriarch Jin Yan was naturally making an excuse by saying that he wanted to teach Carefree a lesson.
His goal was to see what Carefreeâs true form was!
âPatriarch Jin Yan, as an Ancestor realm expert, arenât you going overboard by wanting to deal with a child at the Dharma Characteristic realm?!â
âpatriarch Jin Yan, please respect yourself. If news of you bullying the young spread, itâll probably cause countless ridicule and shame the Golden Crow race!â
A few Kun Half-Martial Ancestors stood out and shouted with grim expressions as they glared at Patriarch Jin Yan not far away.
âHmph!â
Ina flash, Patriarch Jin Yan suddenly descended above the many Kun race beings and released his might of the Ancestor realm. He said coldly, âScram! Thereâs no room for you guys to speak!â
âUgh!â
âThe few Kun Half-Martial Ancestors grunted with ugly expressions.
However, they did not retreat. Instead, they summoned their Destiny Dharmic Weapons and protected Carefree tightly!
âHow dare a few stinky fish like you try to stop me!â
Patriarch Jin Yan sneered and his spirit consciousness moved. Suddenly, a golden light burst forth from his body and struck the Destiny Dharmic Weapons of the Kun Half-Martial Ancestors instantly.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The bodies of the Kun Half-Martial Ancestors shuddered and they could not withstand the impact. Their Destiny Dharmic Weapons flew out of their hands.
One after another, golden flames burned on the Destiny Dharmic Weapons. In the blink of an eye, they were burned through and turned red!
âThe Destiny Dharmic Weapons flew everywhere and landed in the crowd of the Kun race, causing chaos.
Patriarch Jin Yan had a cold expression. In a flash, he arrived before Carefree through the gaps within the chaotic Kun race and opened his palm to grab the latterâs face!
âLittle cub, since youâre so bold, Iâll give you a chance. Come and eat my flesh!â
Patriarch Jin Yanâs gaze was cold and he did not seem like he was holding back at all, looking murderous.
He was going to force Carefreeâs true form out!
âJin Yan, youâve gone overboard!â
Suddenly, a cold voice sounded from behind Carefree.
Immediately after, the void cracked and an arm extended. The palm gripped into a fist and crossed Carefreeâs shoulder, colliding heavily against Patriarch Jin Yanâs palm!
Bang!
A dull sound of defeat echoed when the fist and palm collided.
âHowl!â
Patriarch Jin Yan howled in pain and soared into the air, reappearing dozens of feet away in the blink of an eye. He glared at the tear in the void behind Carefree with a dark expression.
The power of that punch was extremely strong, like a vast ocean that seemed endless!
He could not defend against it!
Asilver-haired woman walked out of the void crack with a cold expression. Although she could not compare to peerless beauties like Rakshasa Yu and Goddess Xiaoxiang, she was still a rare beauty.
âSister, youâre here!â
When Carefree saw the silver-haired woman, he could not help but cheer and pointed to Patriarch Jin Yan in the distance. âThat big golden bird bullied us. Sister, help me teach him a lesson!â
âYin Lan, is that you?â
Patriarch Jin Yan frowned slightly. âTo think that youâve already entered the Ancestor realm after not seeing you for so many years. The younger generation is truly promising.â
The silver-haired woman named Yin Lan said indifferently, âOur cultivation realms are the same so thereâs no need for you to put on airs, calling me a part of the younger generation. Iâm not falling for it!â
âYou came at the right time,â
Patriarch Jin Yan pointed at Carefree and said in a deep voice, âWhatâs up with this young master of your Kun race? Not only did he come over to spout nonsense about helping the human Desolate Martial, he even launched a sneak attack and ate the Tenth Prince of our Golden Crow race!â
âalthough I was not present, I can guess that it must be your Tenth Prince who provoked him first,â
Yin Lan sneered.
Patriarch Jin Yan harrumphed coldly. âEven so, wasnât that child way too ruthless in his attacks?!â
âYour Tenth Prince is a Half-Martial Ancestor and you have the cheek to seek vengeance after he was killed by a Dharma Characteristic Dao Lord?â
Yin Lan sneered once more.
âLet me tell you, even if Carefree was in the wrong, the Kun race will punish him. Who do you think you are to come and want to teach our young master a lesson?!â
Yin Lanâs words were sharp and she did not give Patriarch Jin Yan any face at all!