Our eldest brother never hides good things from us.

As expected.

Yuan'er got hit again.

"Wait! Don't hit my face! I have to go home soon, what will my family say if they see me with a bruised and swollen face? Waaah..."

Lin Yuan was beaten until he cried.

Why is it that even though he's at the peak of the Void Refinement Realm, he had absolutely no chance of resisting Shen Nianqing...?

"Fourth Senior Sister is amazing..."

Su Xiaoman suddenly realized how ridiculous her idea of ​​being invincible was.

Shen Nianqing alone is enough to give her a hard time. She can't even handle her own senior sister, so who else can she beat?

Chang Wen smiled and instructed Chen Changsheng and Chu Xinghe to keep an eye on Su Xiaoman before going to Lin Baoding.

Time is of the essence, let's get down to business.

"Uncle-Master, I'll have to trouble you to put in a lot of effort this time on our trip to the Southern Demon Ruins."

After saying that, Chang Wen took out his Qiankun bag, "There are some spirit stones in here. If you encounter any trouble that you can't solve, you can use the spirit stones to smooth things over."

"this……"

Lin Baoding initially wanted to decline. After all, they were elders; how could he always accept money from a junior?

But after seeing that there were a million mid-grade spirit stones in the Qiankun bag, he coughed and quickly changed his words, "Since my nephew's intentions are so sincere, then I, your uncle, cannot refuse. I will accept it for now. If I do not use it all on this trip, I will return it to you."

"If you don't use them all, consider it a small contribution to the construction of the sect. I'm not interested in spirit stones."

Chang Wen responded with a faint smile.

Lin Baoding...

If any other disciple said this to him, he would immediately throw the storage bag back and say, "Is this how you test your leaders?"

But if it were Chang Wen, then it wouldn't be a problem.

He had witnessed firsthand how generous Chang Wen was. A mere million spirit stones was nothing to him.

This is not.

He had just given one to himself when he gave another million to Xue Wuqing.

"Xiao Wen, we must learn to be prepared for unforeseen circumstances. No matter how many spirit stones you have, you can't squander them like this. It's easy for you to give them away, but when you really encounter difficulties, no one will help you out for no reason."

Xue Wuqing taught diligently.

"Understood, Aunt Xue."

Chang Wen smiled and said, "Let's not talk about spirit stones. Let's talk about what the Southern Demon Ruins are like. I've only ever known the name of the Southern Demon Ruins; I don't know anything about what's inside."

Will we see the legendary dragon, phoenix, and Kunpeng?

"Sit down and talk slowly."

Xue Wuqing sat down cross-legged and began to explain to Chang Wen the history, background, and current situation of the Southern Demon Ruins.

After some discussion, Chang Wen gained a general understanding of the Southern Demon Ruins.

The Northern Wilderness is divided into three parts, while the Southern Demon Ruins is divided into five parts.

They are the Dragon Clan, Phoenix Clan, Nine-Tailed Fox Clan, Kunpeng Clan, and Taotie Clan.

The situation was not quite what Chang Wen had expected.

I thought that going to the Taotie Clan was just about persuading them to support the Northern Wilderness, and at most it would just involve spending money to bribe them, without much trouble.

But the pressure in reality can be immense.

Why?

The five races have been divided for too long and are now engaged in a battle for the title of God-King.

Whoever wins will become the leader of the five races and rule the entire south, becoming a domain lord like Emperor Cangxuan.

"That's not a good idea."

Chang Wen covered his face, "By the time they decide on the God King, our Northern Wilderness will be doomed."

Everyone...

"There's always a way out; let's go and take a look first."

Lin Baoding made the final decision and rushed to the Southern Demon Ruins.

Chang Wen nodded and said nothing more, then began investing heavily on his own.

People were used to it and took it as it came.

Ten days later.

The eight people traveled through thousands of ultra-long-distance teleportation arrays and traveled day and night in a spirit boat, finally arriving at the outer perimeter of the Southern Demon Ruins on the tenth day.

"We've finally arrived."

Chang Wen breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the huge mountain peak inscribed with the words "Southern Demon Ruins".

The travel expenses alone cost nearly tens of thousands of mid-grade spirit stones, which is outrageous. It's true that you can't move an inch without money.

Fortunately, the investment was recouped, but it wasn't a great product, which is a bit of a shame...

"Not yet."

Xue Wuqing said from the side, "The Taotie Clan is located at the southernmost part of the Southern Demon Ruins. Even if we travel at our fastest speed, it will still take us three days to arrive."

Chang Wen...

All told, there was a total of six months, but the journey itself took thirteen days...

But it's not a big problem; we still have enough time.

Thinking of this, he looked at Lin Yuan, who had been peering down at the road, and smiled, "Yuan'er, how does it feel to be almost home?"

"Hehehe, I'm so excited, Senior Brother!"

Lin Yuan didn't hide anything.

Emerging from the demon realm in my youth, I now ascend to the gates of immortality.

How could a boy who had just turned eighteen remain calm in the face of such a situation?

Thinking of this, he quickly looked at Chang Wen and said, "Senior Brother, take a look and see if my expression is cool or not."

After twelve years away, he is now returning to the public eye in the coolest way, full of boundless pride.

"Thai pants hot..."

Before Chang Wen could speak, Su Xiaoman burst out laughing.

Everyone...

three days later.

Deep in the south, a gray fog settled.

A colossal ancient palace, spanning thousands of feet, stands majestically; it is the main palace of the Taotie Clan, the Devouring Heaven Palace.

Inside the main hall, the skeletons of ancient ferocious beasts are neatly arranged on both sides, exuding a chilling aura and showcasing the style of the Taotie tribe.

Seated on the throne was a man dressed in black. He was none other than Lin Wanli, the patriarch of the Taotie clan.

Five hundred elders stood solemnly on both sides of the main hall, creating an extremely oppressive atmosphere.

Two boys stood in the center.

Both of them possessed the physique of a typical gluttonous creature, with bodies far exceeding those of ordinary people, and bulging, full muscles that created a striking visual impact.

"Lin Xiu, Lin Zhan, this battle concerns the fate of our clan for ten thousand years; it is no small matter."

"If you insist on fighting before the main battle, you might not be able to recover before the decisive battle of the five races. In my opinion, it would be better to have the five hundred elders here vote. Whoever gets the most votes will represent our race in the battle. What do you say?"

Lin Wanli's voice rang out, echoing endlessly.

Ten days later.

Each of the five clans in the Demon Ruins sent one junior member to fight a decisive battle. The clan that won would become the king of the Demon Ruins.

The leaders of the five clans have reached a heavenly agreement, and no one will go back on their word.

This battle is far too important, as it concerns the future of the Demon Ruins for the next ten thousand years, and cannot afford the slightest mistake.

The two youths standing below were the chosen ones to represent the Taotie clan in the battle. Unfortunately, neither of them was willing to give up their spot to the other.

They say it's a battle for the ages, a time to make a name for ourselves. We must strive for it.

He, as the clan leader, was having a huge headache.

There are only ten days left until the agreed-upon date.

If they were to fight now, it would be strange if they could recover in ten days. And if they couldn't recover, the consequences would undoubtedly be very unfavorable for the Taotie clan.

"Clan leader, this is a battle for the ages, a time to make a name for ourselves. Even if I, Lin Zhan, die... I will not relinquish my position to him unless he defeats me."

Lin Zhan rejected Lin Wanli's proposal. What good is the elders' support? Is force more effective?

"Since he disagrees, then I disagree too."

Lin Xiu was equally unwilling to back down, and then looked at Lin Wanli, "Clan leader, in my opinion, it would be better if the elders' council and the fight each took half. That way, he can accept his defeat wholeheartedly."

Lin Wanli...

"Since you insist on this, then so be it."

Lin Wanli made a decision: "Half will be decided by the elders' vote, and the other half by the battle. Whoever wins will represent our clan in the war."

The words were spoken.

Lin Xiu and Lin Zhan locked eyes, their gazes radiating animosity. If there were an energy conversion device here, the two of them could easily power dozens of large windmills.

"Lin Xiu, I won't show any mercy!"

"Lin Zhan, I won't hold back either!"

The two could no longer suppress their fighting spirit.

Lin Wanli and the five hundred elders found it quite a headache.

If this happens before the decisive battle of the five tribes, wouldn't the Taotie tribe be left with nothing but submission?

My head hurts.

These two little brats are really a handful.

however……

Just as they were racking their brains over this, they suddenly noticed a huge creature flying rapidly towards the hall from the outside, making a deafening noise.

Roar--

The enormous creature landed at the palace entrance, and roared like thunder. A level 10 gale, carrying saliva, made everyone feel as if they were facing a formidable enemy!