Chapter 1315 Alien Tribes
Le Lan'er, who had passed through the passage, stretched his body. Although the power of rules vaguely suppressed him, his current realm was only suppressed by less than one-tenth.
He looked at the eyes of these people, some filled with fear, some with excitement.
Le Lan'er unfurled his wings without hesitation, and his voice, amplified by spiritual energy, boomed, "I am Le Lan'er, one of the Seven Sacred Seats. Surrender!"
"Let me feel your trembling!"
Le Lan'er reveled in this feeling, especially the fearful gazes.
Within the Winged Tribe, Le Lan'er was merely at the Core Formation stage.
Although he had been fighting for the Winged Tribe, he had no ability to advance further.
But the leader had given him another chance.
As long as he could secure a foothold in the Human Realm before the Winged Tribe's army fully assembled, he would be able to enter the Hall of Heroes!
That was a place only accessible to those above the ninth level of Core Formation.
If he, at the seventh level of Core Formation, could enter, he would be the very first in his clan!
Chen Yang heard this and slowly began to clap his hands, chuckling, "Just a seventh-level Core Formation cultivator, and you're so arrogant?"
"I never saw you in the Spirit Realm before."
"The Winged God of the Winged Tribe wouldn't dare to be so brazen when he came to the Human Realm. You, however, are quite bold."
Le Lan'er's eyes widened as he looked at Chen Yang, his mind in a state of confusion.
Core Formation stage?
These people from the Human Realm knew so much?
Not only that, but this fellow mentioned the Spirit Realm?
He even dared to speak the name of the Winged God directly!
That was a peak Core Formation expert, with millennia of foundation!
"You! You're seeking death!"
A giant sword appeared in Le Lan'er's hand, slashing towards Chen Yang's waist.
As one of the Seven Sacred Seats of the Winged Tribe, Le Lan'er might not be ranked highest, but his combat power was absolutely not to be underestimated.
At the seventh level of Core Formation, Le Lan'er feared no one unless he faced the most powerful beings in the Earth Realm.
He had even killed cultivators at the eighth level of Core Formation.
As for those at the ninth level of Core Formation, Le Lan'er could escape from their grasp.
"Clang!"
After a crisp sound, Le Lan'er felt the force transmitted through his hand and immediately retreated two steps.
"Core Formation stage!"
Le Lan'er's eyes were filled with extreme caution as he looked at Chen Yang. He didn't recognize Chen Yang; he had been busy expanding the territory for the Winged Tribe.
Chen Yang flicked his Thunderwood Sword and said with a smile, "What's there to be surprised about?"
"As for you, the Winged Tribe does have a few peak Core Formation cultivators."
"Even if that Winged God is dead, I recall there's still an old fellow who's alive, isn't there?"
"What? He didn't dare to come himself, so he sent you to scout the path?"
"What a pity, you won't be going back!"
As he spoke, Chen Yang infused his spiritual energy into the Thunderwood Sword and flung it out.
Once activated by spiritual energy, the heavenly lightning power within the Thunderwood Sword erupted, striking like a thunderclap.
Le Lan'er felt the oppressive force from the Thunderwood Sword and dodged. However, he suddenly felt something was wrong, especially the faint smile on the other party's face.
Le Lan'er didn't quite understand why he was smiling at first, but in the next second, his expression drastically changed. He quickly turned to look at the passage through which he had come.
"No!" Le Lan'er wanted to stop it, but it was too late.
The Thunderwood Sword from Chen Yang didn't even touch the passage. The heavenly lightning power that erupted from within directly shattered the passage.
The passage used by the Winged Tribe was different from those Chen Yang had seen before. This passage was a type of formation. As long as the formation could be destroyed, the passage would naturally disappear.
After retrieving the Thunderwood Sword, Chen Yang sneered, "Winged Tribe? I haven't killed any of the Winged Tribe in a long time!"
"Today, you've run right into my path."
Chen Yang consumed a top-grade spirit stone, and the spiritual energy within him surged.
Le Lan'er glared fiercely at Chen Yang. Not only had he destroyed the passage, but he was also brazenly talking about killing him!
However, in the next moment, Le Lan'er reacted.
Several arms suddenly appeared behind Chen Yang.
And the power emanating from them was very peculiar.
"This is... the power of divine abilities?"
"How could you possibly have divine abilities?"
"You... you are from the Land of Hope!"
Le Lan'er might not have seen Chen Yang before, but he knew about the Land of Hope. Moreover, he was well aware that the most powerful force within the Human Race originated from divine abilities.
The governor of the Demon Capital had almost been killed by the Human Race using divine abilities!
Yet, this person in front of him only appeared to be at the fifth level of Core Formation!
How could he possess such powerful divine abilities?
However, Chen Yang didn't give Le Lan'er any more time to ponder.
While Chen Yang and Le Lan'er were fighting, the Headmaster Xiluoer in the distance had already reacted.
Even if all the high-ranking clergy of the church were combined, they would absolutely not be a match for this demon who had emerged from the passage.
The only one who had a chance to suppress this person was Chen Yang.
And the greatest use for them, the church clergy, was not to cause trouble for Chen Yang.
The two figures on the battlefield were not fighting in a way that their eyes could comprehend.
Everyone could only hear the sounds of the sacred grounds being destroyed, accompanied by the constant fluctuations of battle.
Every surge of energy made their hearts tremble.
As dust and smoke billowed around, Headmaster Xiluoer immediately directed people to carry away the injured.
As for Chen Yang on the battlefield…
Headmaster Xiluoer gritted his teeth and, despite the battle fluctuations, charged forward.
At this moment, Chen Yang's spiritual energy was rapidly depleting. The after-effects of his previous divine ability had not yet recovered, and his internal injuries were the same.
Though he was reluctant to admit it, Chen Yang knew that the opponent before him was indeed a formidable foe.
Two more top-grade spirit stones entered his body. Blood seeped from Chen Yang, making him appear like a descending demon god.
Le Lan'er looked at the giant sword in his hand, which had already developed several cracks from being struck by the opponent, and his expression turned ferocious.
"Just a fifth-level Core Formation cultivator! Even with the power of divine abilities, what of it?"
"After I kill you, my Winged Tribe's warriors will trample the Human Realm!"
Before Le Lan'er could finish speaking, Chen Yang's palm lightning struck Le Lan'er directly.
Le Lan'er moved his body, using his wings to block Chen Yang's palm lightning.
However, the intense, bone-piercing pain caused Le Lan'er to cry out in agony.
Chen Yang seized the opportunity, pouring more spiritual energy into the Thunderwood Sword. This time, it wasn't to destroy something, but to directly strike at Le Lan'er.
All the heavenly lightning power within the Thunderwood Sword was injected into Le Lan'er's body!
The feathers on Le Lan'er's wings instantly exploded.