Cultivation through Skin Making novel Chapter 387

Chapter 387: 176. Two Hundred Years in Retrospect, The Most Difficult is the First Encounter (8.3K Words - Major Chapter Subscription Requested)_2

"Clan Leader Tang, I am Long Yinghai from the Dragon Tomb Ancient Race, cough...cough cough cough..."

A polite voice, powerful oppression, yet accompanied by a strange illness.

After introducing himself, Long Yinghai said, "I have long heard of this boy’s story, his body holds many secrets that might benefit our Dragon Tomb Race. Since he is not of your clan, why not jointly explore them? This would be advantageous for all our ancient races... cough cough cough..."

Tang Xiaoxuan closed his eyes, took a deep breath, trying to suppress the growing rage in his heart.

Yet, he did not know why the anger inside him burned even fiercer at this moment.

Suddenly, he shouted angrily, "You all keep saying that this boy is not of my clan, but whether he’s of my clan or not, I know best!

You say he is not of my clan, simply because you’re covetous of the Evil Treasure on him.

But I also possess many treasures; if you covet me, am I also not a member of the ancient race?!

Hmph!!

Our Formless Ancient Race has not become so weak that anyone can bully us!!

Today, I am taking my clan’s people away; let’s see who dares to stop me!"

With that, he gave a signal with his eyes.

Princess Xi summoned a flying palanquin, assisted Song Yan onto it, and then her stout body settled onto the chauffeur’s seat.

Tang Xiaoxuan proclaimed loudly, "People of the Formless Ancient Race, hear my command! Escort our clan member Tang Han... back home!!"

As his words fell, he too stood with hands behind his back and followed ahead of the flying palanquin.

The remaining ancient races looked on but did not pursue further.

Nobody would start a complete fallout and fight with the Formless Ancient Race over an Evil Treasure.

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Half a day later...

The flying palanquin had traveled far, deep into the territory of the Snow Country.

Having lost the Fire Worship Demon Sect, the Snow Country, without ’fire’, was gripped by panic.

The fire had sacrificed people’s lifespan but also provided them warmth and hope, even turning barren soil fertile, restoring health to the sick...

Spending life, exploiting life, and providing some feedback, it was enough to make people addicted.

Now, without fire, the whole Snow Country was in a state of nationwide collapse.

Song Yan naturally had not truly passed out; even while on the flying palanquin, he could hear the various wails rising from the land below, feel the multitude of sufferings, his heart silent.

And just at this moment, the curtain was lifted, and Tang Xiaoxuan entered from outside, sat beside him, looking complexly at the comatose man.

This time, although the Tang Clan Leader lost the opportunity to refine the Demon Infant and seize the Evil Treasure, he was certain that this extraordinary talent was indeed the most terrifying presence ever since the founding of the Formless Ancient Race.

No matter who he is, Song Yan, or Tang Han, even if he’s Zhang San or Li Si, he does not care.

This genius has the Divine Soul of the Formless Ancient Race, thus he must be a member of the Formless Ancient Race.

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