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Chapter 622: Chapter 622: Sudden Storm Chapter 622: Chapter 622: Sudden Storm “`
Along the way, the mountainous terrain undulated with trees over a hundred meters tall, fierce beasts roared intermittently, and predatory birds streaked across the sky.

The road was wide, though not smooth, yet this did not hinder the Black Shell Snail, which traveled over the uneven ground as if it were level and was much faster than a galloping horse.

Sanshu led dozens of young men, among them Shi Hao, sitting on the snail’s back, heading towards the county city.

“Roar…”
A black kylin tiger appeared with the body of a Kylin and the head of a tiger, fierce in appearance with black scales all over its body.

It glanced at the people and then left without attacking.

This was not the first encounter; they had already met several powerful beasts on the road, but sensing that this group was not to be trifled with, they did not attack.

“Sanshu, have you ever heard of the Yun Tribe?” Shi Hao asked.

He had entered the higher realms through the Yun Tribe’s transport formation and felt he was not too far from the tribe.

“I have heard of them vaguely,” Sanshu nodded.

“Where are they, far from here?” Shi Hao inquired.

“When I was young, I traveled far and heard about them.

That tribe is extremely powerful and absurdly far away, not belonging to our Lei State,” replied Sanshu.

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The Yun Tribe, an ancient and powerful clan in the higher realms, held an exceptional status, their domain was named Yun State.

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“How extraordinary,” Shi Hao marvelled, and then pondered.

He figured that he must have been deviated from his original coordinate because the void passage exploded, thus arriving in Lei State.

Suddenly, astral winds howled in the sky, and a shadow appeared, passing over like a dark cloud.

It was a vicious bird with glowing feathers and sharp eyes, its wings stretching out to a hundred zhang when unfolded.

“Ha-ha…

Sanshu, is your village also going to participate in the warrior selection?

These boys won’t cut it; they’re not robust enough and will probably be completely wiped out,” teased the dozens of people on the back of the vicious bird, evidently from another village bringing a group of young men to compete, all in good-natured jest.

“We’ll see when the time comes, and then you’ll realize how formidable we are!” retorted the young men from Zhu Village, not willing to be outdone.

The vicious bird flew off; they came from another village with considerable strength, which was evident from their mounts.

Hundreds of li further, the terrain gradually opened up, trees grew sparser, and a city emerged faintly visible on the horizon, at last within reach.

Huai City, a county city with a population of tens of thousands, was neither large nor very small.

At the city entrance stood an ancient tree, its branches strong, and its leaves lush with snow-white blossoms.

It was an ancient sophora, towering over a hundred zhang tall.

The city was named after this tree, which served as its guardian spirit.

The city gate was in sight, teeming with people.

Numerous mounts lined up to enter the city, which was quite lively today as many young warriors from various tribes had arrived.

“Make way!”
Not far from the gates, a voice shouted.

A tremendous silver python, stretching over a hundred zhang in length and carrying a group, emerged from behind in a domineering fashion.

“Snap!”
The silver python flicked its tail harshly against the Black Snail, causing it to stagger, almost rolling over, while most of the young men on its back tumbled down.

“What are you trying to do, bullying us!” the young men shouted in anger, standing up from the ground and speaking out.

“Bullying?

A snail blocking the road, slow and sluggish, shouldn’t you have moved aside?” the riders on the silver python retorted with continuous cold laughter, not taking them seriously at all.

Several hot-blooded youngsters from Zhu Village could hardly restrain themselves and wanted to rush forward for an argument, but Sanshu quickly pulled them back and stopped them from acting rashly.

“What’s this, looking to fight, are you?

Feel free to come over and try,” taunted a young man atop the silver python with a scornful laugh, looking down on the people of Zhu Village.

“You’re too arrogant!” One of the young people from Zhu Village could not hold back and made a move.

“Don’t!” Sanshu held back the village youth, knowing that his own children were no match.

“These are Python Village people; they’re very strong.

They’ve produced several formidable geniuses and had conflicts with our tribe in the past.

Don’t respond to their provocation,” Sanshu warned, fearing they might suffer a disadvantage.

Shi Hao did not make a move, simply watching quietly.

He was capable of suppressing the opposition, but what if he wasn’t there later on?

It might spell trouble; it was not a good time to act.

“Watch your backs!” The people from Python Village strut off, leaving behind such a warning.

“Sanshu!” the young men from the village fumed, clenching their fists.

“Don’t be impulsive; I’ve heard Python Village is quite close with some malicious characters.

We’re out on a journey; it’s better to avoid trouble and be patient for now,” Sanshu consoled.

Nearby, people from other villages, all riding fierce birds and ferocious beasts, continued to enter the city.

The ancient sophora stood tall, rooted in front of the city.

It remained silent and motionless, undistinguishable from a regular ancient sophora tree if not for its impressive height.

Everyone entered the city, where accommodations were available, with guides ushering them.

“Dong dong dong!”
Suddenly, to everyone’s surprise, a sound like thunder boomed, the earth trembling slightly.

The entire ancient city was no longer silent.

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Dozens of riders appeared in the direction of the city gate, all on mystical creatures, towering and fierce, their enormous hooves pounding the ground with a dull, thundering sound that was both heavy and startling.

“The Ink Qilin Beasts, somewhat resembling Kylins and sharing a trace of their bloodline, are very powerful vicious beast mounts.

They are…

from Prefecture City.”
Clad in black-gold shining armor, gleaming brightly, these dozens of riders emanated an imposing pressure, each one extraordinary.

Among them sat a young girl on one mount, she alone in a silver robe, stunningly beautiful.

“People from Prefecture City have come to inspect, showing great interest in this selection contest,” the crowd exclaimed.

“Get out of the way!” someone shouted.

Everyone scurried to avoid blocking their path.

Fortunately, the Ink Qilin Beasts slowed their pace and did not charge recklessly.

Their discipline was commendable as they escorted the girl in the silver robe toward the lord’s estate.

“Don’t look anymore, get some rest early, the selection contest begins tomorrow.” Third Elder advised the village youths, urging them to conserve their energy.

The following day, everyone got up early and was led into a massive Martial Arts Arena located in the central area of the county.

It was here that they would compete.

However, before the contest even began, those dozens of riders appeared again, and the old lord of Huai City, accompanied by the silver-robed girl from the previous day, hurried over.

“My friends, you are all leaders from nearby areas, and this time you have brought the strongest youths from your tribes.

I believe you are the most well-informed,” spoke the old city lord.

The crowd was taken aback; what he mentioned seemed unrelated to the warriors’ selection contest.

Why bring this up?

Soon, people understood that the old city lord was wary of that group of Iron Cavalry and was helping them gather information.

“This Envoy from Prefecture City is here not only to oversee the selection contests in various places but also has another important matter…” the old city lord introduced.

The silver-robed girl stepped forward, ascended the platform, and looked down on the crowd.

She was very beautiful, but her expression was somewhat cold.

Slowly, she unfolded a scroll and spread it out in midair.

“Has anyone seen this person?”
The scroll glowed, suspending in midair while radiating mysterious power.

The woman depicted in the scroll was tall, her silver hair shimmering brilliantly, with clear eyes, her whole being as dreamy and beautiful as a fantasy.

The young woman in the painting appeared young, no more than eighteen or nineteen years old, but far from immature, exuding an extraordinary aura.

Although her expression was calm and her gaze gentle, an unsettling pressure exuded from the scroll, causing hearts to throb.

This was just a painting, and yet, it had such an imposing pressure.

What would the presence of the real person be like?

It was too astounding.

Momentarily after, the venue fell into silence.

“Has anyone seen her?” the silver-robed girl asked.

“May I ask, adults, who is this woman?” someone murmured softly, quite puzzled, clearly a warriors’ selection contest was taking place, yet now this issue had arisen.

“Hmph!”
A cold snort sounded, and the silver-robed girl swept a chilly glance.

The person who spoke staggered backward as if struck by lightning, barely able to stand.

Everyone’s expression changed; this Envoy from Prefecture City was incredibly powerful, capable of overwhelming someone with just a snort; she was undeniably strong.

And seeing her young age, it left many young people feeling deflated.

The old city lord of the county coughed, saying, “Let’s not speak out of turn.

Has anyone really seen this silver-haired woman?

It’s very important.”
Many shook their heads, indicating ignorance, having never seen this woman with such an outstanding temperament.

If anyone had seen her, they surely wouldn’t forget.

“She has fled into this area.

If you know anything, report it immediately.

There will be a substantial reward!” said the silver-robed girl, her gaze sweeping over everyone.

Everyone was shocked; judging by the painting, the silver-haired woman was undoubtedly stronger, with a more remarkable aura than the current female Envoy, and even more formidable.

Who could have hurt her enough to send her fleeing here?

“You wouldn’t know even if I told you!” scoffed the silver-robed girl, and then murmured to herself, “She is a woman wounded by a young adult of Immortal Hall, who after several intense battles, ultimately inflicted severe injuries on her.

This person is crucial; that adult from Immortal Hall must find her, difficult as it may be.”
Shi Hao listened intently; the silver-haired woman was actually an adversary of a young adult from Immortal Hall?

After repeated battles, she was defeated and gravely wounded, fleeing to this place.

His heart trembled; even when in the Lower Realm, he knew how terrifying Immortal Hall was, and this woman had actually dared to oppose and battle them.

He had heard that amongst the young adults of Immortal Hall’s generation, like a colossal mountain, none could rival them—impossible to overcome!

Yet this woman had continuously fought against him and managed to flee alive despite her injuries, which was astonishingly impressive.

“Could it be that so soon I’m to encounter that person from Immortal Hall…

and there will be a battle?” Shi Hao pondered to himself.

Without a doubt, that so-called young adult from Immortal Hall had also come, entered this region, and was searching for the silver-haired woman.

This place would become a battleground of imminent conflict.

“Report immediately if you have any news!” the silver-robed girl turned and walked toward the distance.

Suddenly, Shi Hao’s eyes flickered; he thought he caught a glimpse of a streak of silver light, faintly flashing not far away, which made his heart leap.

Could it be that the woman had arrived and would make a move here?

If that were the case, it was likely that “the one” from Immortal Hall would also show up soon.

(To be continued.

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