The Peerless Emperor

Night shadows, like an oppressive darkness overhead, inescapable.

Because their young master was in a place shrouded by an Array, they had no way to communicate back, and could only alert clan members hidden in various small Illusion Arrays within the forest space to be cautious.

Compared to before, the Swift Hidden Clan members in hiding were much more careful, vigilant of their surroundings.

They dreaded that the sudden appearance of the elusive black figure might be just behind them.

Originally thinking they would be safe hidden within the Illusion Array, when they observed their surroundings from within, a streak of green light flashed before them. A figure clad in dark green soft armor had already landed firmly on a sturdy branch of a Spirit Wood, looking down at them.

The Swift Hidden Clan within the Illusion Array rushed out to attack the person in the dark green armor.

But in the blink of an eye, the figure disappeared from where they stood, making the proud speed of their clan seem like a turtle's pace in comparison. The pride they had in their clan's speed was thoroughly devastated.

When they gave up on attacking, in an instant they saw the dark green figure reappear elsewhere, silently watching them, wordless.

This feeling made the Swift Hidden Clan members extremely frustrated; it had always been they who made others feel this way by concealing their tracks. This was the first time they had felt such suffocation.

Suddenly, they realized the dark green figure that had been watching them had vanished.

What they didn't know was that the watching whirlwind had, as it turned to leave, casually stretched out a hand and flicked lightly.

The next moment, a hand enveloped in black soft armor extended from the shadow beneath a Spirit Wood and touched palms in silent coordination.

The whirlwind had left, and the Illusion Array surrounding them had also disappeared without a trace, unbeknownst to them when it had been broken.

The exposed members of the Swift Hidden Clan, with the feeling of repression gone, were now filled with a chill all over their bodies, stimulating their clan's Talent to turn invisible and escape.

However, just as one of the Swift Hidden Clan members burst out, they were immediately faced with a visage wrapped in a black mask, blood-colored eyes beneath a black hood showing no trace of emotion.

"Ah!"

A scream rang out in this forest space, echoing for a long while before gradually fading away.

Farther away, a group of Swift Hidden Clan members rushing towards the area kept glancing back, trying to see if they had shaken off the dark green figure.

When they looked back again and saw the pursuing whirlwind had disappeared, they each breathed a sigh of relief.

If they had known what had happened to their clansmen they were going to support, they would not have been so at ease.

The whirlwind had locked onto the existence of the Swift Hidden Clan, observing the opponent's strengths and habits through harassment, and then providing this information to the night shadow.

When the whirlwind left, that was the cue for the night shadow to act.

The silent coordination between the whirlwind and night shadow had perfectly completed the mission given by Lin Qian.

"Annihilate all the Swift Hidden Clan hidden within the forest space, leave none alive!"

Since the Swift Hidden Clan, together with the Invisible Clan, planned to refine both the Human Clan and the Sea Clan, it would be impolite for Lin Qian not to return the favor.

As the whirlwind and night shadow were in action, the regal carriage carrying Lin Qian also arrived at the Human Clan's grand fortress.

From afar in midair, the scale of the Human Clan's fortress was the most magnificent and splendid existence among the buildings of the Four Clans.

Merely the area it occupied on the ground was already more than twice as large as the buildings in the Swift Hidden Clan fortress.

From this, one could see just how glorious the Human Clan had been on the Soul Martial Continent when Lord Xuan, Yuan Xiang, was still alive.

But after the outbreak of the great war, all clans were greatly weakened, especially the Human Clan, which no longer retained the glory crafted by Yuan Xiang in the past.

In front of the huge Human Clan fortress building, quite a number of people had already gathered, forming small groups confronting each other, creating a somewhat tense atmosphere.

As for the main gate of the Human Clan fortress building, it was currently left slightly ajar, only a small crack was open.

Clearly, the fortress building had been opened before, but because no one would give way to another, it ended up not being fully opened.

When Lin Qian and his group appeared, they made no small commotion. When people looked up toward them, they could clearly see nine warhorses with hooves ablaze, treading a fiery path through the air.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

The flame-hoof warhorses landed on the ground, the sound of their hooves treading the earth accompanied by the hissing of the scorching flames on the ground, and Lin Qian and the others also descended from their imperial carriage.

All the geniuses of the Human Clan present turned their gazes toward Lin Qian's group.

The current situation, with the addition of a new party, was bound to capture the attention of others, concerned about how their own interests would be affected by the arrival of Lin Qian and his company.

"Brother, it's him!" Just as Lin Qian's group touched ground, a sharp and angry voice rang out from the front.

Lin Qian looked toward the source of the voice and saw that it was the palace-dressed lady, the fifth princess of the Dynasty, Qin Yiyi!

Qin Yiyi's sharp and angry shouts attracted quite a bit of attention, and when people looked over to Lin Qian's side, curiosity glittered in their eyes.

They had heard the rumors that the pampered fifth princess of the Dynasty had been wronged, her four attendants killed to the last. It looked like the young man before them was the one responsible.

Many people exhibited expressions of schadenfreude, watching the scene with great interest.

By Qin Yiyi's side stood a young man in a gold-embroidered robe, wearing a golden crown, with an extraordinary bearing.

Following this young man were five figures wearing golden masks, all exuding prestigious auras, each one standing at the level of the Life and Death Realm and the Power Realm.

As for the young man himself, he was a powerhouse at the Life and Death Realm, Heart Realm.

"Prince Qin Feiyu of the Dynasty," remarked Li Yunfeng, Lin Qian's companion, with a grave expression, "this person is formidable. Even at the Sky Breaking Realm, he was capable of slaughtering those at the common Life and Death Realm. Brother Lin, you have to be careful."

"Even though we are both at the Life and Death Realm, Heart Realm, I'm not sure I could defeat him."

Li Yunfeng's words gave Lin Qian a better understanding of the strength of this third prince of the Dynasty.

"With the two of us here, he won't be able to do a thing," just as Li Yunfeng finished speaking, Yang Tianhao, who was beside him, stared at Qin Feiyu and spoke coldly.

A touch of fighting spirit flashed in Li Yunfeng's eyes, his tone somewhat excited, "Never mind him, there's not a single weakling present; this South Meeting is really quite something!"

After staring at Lin Qian for a long while, Qin Feiyi sneered twice, "Scram. This place is not for the likes of you to set foot in."

As Qin Feiyi's words fell, two groups beside him burst into boisterous laughter.

The others watched curiously, wanting to know how Lin Qian would respond next.