Nine Regions Sword Emperor

Chapter 6885 Frost Feather Emperor
This is a small, thin member of the Feathered Clan.

Like most of the Winged Clan warriors, they are all incredibly strong.

However, he was quite the opposite; his skin covered his bones, making him look incredibly thin and frail, as if the blizzard could blow this winged warrior away at any moment.

However, several other winged warriors stood respectfully to the side of this thin winged warrior, and among them was the Silver Feather King.

When his gaze fell upon the thin winged creature, there was a hint of respect in his eyes.

"His Majesty."

He looked at the thin winged creature and spoke respectfully.

"The subordinates are incompetent."

His Majesty.

This title.

It also represents the identity of that thin, winged race.

Among the winged race.

He can be addressed as His Majesty.

Only the Feather Emperors of the Feather Clan.

The frail winged creature before them was one of the winged emperors of the winged race.

This is why even a powerful figure like the Silver Feather King showed utmost respect to this frail Feather Clan member. This respect stemmed from both his reverence for the Feather Emperor's status and his own strength.

After all, he was the Feather Emperor.

Only those who represent the most powerful beings among the Feathered Clan in that era are qualified to be called the Feathered Emperor.

Therefore, although the Feather Emperor in front of them was extremely thin, none of the people present dared to underestimate him, and their eyes were filled with respect.

Because they were able to survive the cataclysm on the other side, it was actually thanks to the intervention of this Feather Emperor.

It was his intervention that allowed these Feather Clan members to survive the Cataclysm of the Other Shore. In order to fight against that Cataclysm, this Feather Emperor of the Feather Clan almost gave it his all.

Even after sleeping for so long, his strength has not recovered, which is why he looks so thin.

Even though this Feather Emperor's power has not yet returned to its peak, the aura of power emanating from him is still far more terrifying than that of a Feather Clan king like the Silver Feather King.

He sat cross-legged in the center of the blizzard, as if the blizzard on the entire snowfield was emanating from the Feather Emperor himself; he was the creator of this snowfield.

One of the Feather Emperors among the Feather Clan, the Frost Feather Emperor.

"It seems that the person who woke us up this time was the one who was waiting for this situation to unfold."

Upon hearing Silver Feather King's words, Frost Feather Emperor did not blame him, but calmly replied.

"A group of native warriors from this era actually dared to attack the Ancestral Moonstone! They are truly courting death! Your Majesty, let me take action! Kill these arrogant natives! Even if my Feather Clan is not at its peak now, these natives dare not provoke us!"

Another powerful member of the Feather Clan standing next to the Silver Feather King also spoke in a deep voice.

His wings were ordinary black and white, looking no different from others, but his eyes shone with a light like the blazing sun, as if those eyes were two suns.

King of Fierce Feathers!
This is also a renowned king among the Feather Clan. His eyes are the Golden Eyes of the Great Sun, capable of igniting the True Fire of the Nine Heavens and summoning the Blazing Flame of the Great Sun wherever his gaze falls. This is the source of the Fierce Feather King's strength.

Among the Feather Clan, King Lieyu was extremely irritable. So when he saw so many warriors entering Demon Feather Mountain, intending to seize the Ancestral Moonstone, he was furious and wanted to take action immediately.

No matter how angry he was, his gaze remained fixed on Emperor Frost Feather. Even someone as arrogant as him wouldn't dare to be presumptuous in front of Emperor Frost Feather. Before an Emperor Feather, his strength and status meant nothing.

"We should not underestimate the warriors of this era. Although they were once just natives and their strength was very weak, that was a thing of the past."

Upon hearing King Lieyu's words, Emperor Hanshuangyu calmly replied.

This snowfield.

It is actually a manifestation of his power.

It could even be said that this entire snowfield is now the power of the Frost Feather Emperor, a part of his true form.

Therefore, the moment Chu Fengmian and the others set foot on this snowfield, they were all under the watchful gaze of the Frost Feather Emperor.

This is why Emperor Frost Feather could clearly sense the strength of the martial artists present.

This era.

It was once an insignificant era discovered on the other side.

At that time, the martial artists of this era were still very weak, so they were not taken seriously by the martial artists of the other side.

However, with the cataclysm of the other shore, this era became the last refuge for many warriors of the other shore. They flocked here, although very few were ultimately able to survive the cataclysm.

People like Emperor Han Shuang were fortunate to escape this calamity due to a combination of chance, good luck, and Emperor Han Shuang's strength.

Many more warriors from the Other Shore who entered this era were ultimately devoured by the power of lifelessness, becoming the fallen ones who acted on the Other Shore continent.

Therefore, Emperor Han Shuangyu also noticed that the warriors who entered the snowfield this time were not as weak as he had imagined. In fact, one of their auras of power even caught his attention.

"In addition, those Calamity Monarchs have also set their sights on the Progenitor Moonstone. Compared to those native warriors, the Calamity Monarchs are the most troublesome danger."

Emperor Han Shuangyu spoke calmly.

"The Lord of Calamities!"

Hear the name.

The eyes of the powerful Feather Clan members present all showed a hint of resentment.

These winged warriors also harbored deep hatred for the Calamity Monarch, a being of immense power that could not be completely killed.

Many warriors of the Feather Clan died at the hands of the Calamity Monarch.

Originally, many warriors from the other side came to this era and to the world of the Mother Goddess in order to escape the calamity of the other side.

However, they did not expect that there was such a dangerous existence as the Lord of Calamity in this Mother Goddess World, which caused them to suffer heavy losses in the end, and even the Feather Clan was no exception.

There were once tens of thousands of Feathered Race members in this Demon Feather Mountain.

But now only they have survived. As for the other Feather Clan members, their former kin were all devoured by the Power of No Life, ultimately becoming Fallen Ones, controlled by the Power of No Life, and turned into its puppets.

"So what do we do now? The Primordial Moonstone hasn't fully awakened yet, so we can't take it with us..."

Another powerful member of the Feather Clan beside him spoke in a deep voice.

They were essentially awakened suddenly.

Although it is unknown who did all of this.

But they clearly sensed that someone had awakened them.