The Unparalleled Sword Emperor Chapter 2950 - 2925: Southern Continent Divine Gate

Half a month later, just after the White Cloud Tribe annexed the Qingshan Tribe.

Suddenly, six Old men appeared in the Qingyun Mountain Range as if shattering the space.

These six Old men were Immortals of the Southern Continent Divine Gate!

They had rushed here upon receiving news from the Blood Robe Sect Master.

Deng Yuchun stepped forward, and his immense power shattered the clouds over the Qingyun Mountain Range, revealing six Shadow of a person. His gaze swept across the ground, taking in every blade of grass and tree within the mountain range.

"Deng Yuchun, there doesn’t seem to be anything unusual here?"

The other five Elders spoke in a low voice.

Deng Yuchun’s Eyes flickered as he said in a low voice, "We’ve lost contact with the Blood Robe Sect here, which means the Blood Robe Sect has already been wiped out. If that’s the case, we can be sure that the message from the Blood Robe Sect Master is true!"

"This place should be where the Beast-controlling Ancestor eventually chose to rest, and this place should also be the location of the Giant Beast Graveyard!"

Among the other five Elders, an Old woman with a dragon-head cane coughed lightly and said, "The Beast-controlling Ancestor was a figure from a thousand years ago, and he was also one of the inheritors of the Dragon Slaying Skill!"

"He obtained the Dragon Slaying Skill in the Giant Beast Graveyard and ultimately chose to rest within the graveyard; this is a kind of fate!"

"But Deng Yuchun, what exactly happened here? We have no knowledge, and who holds the Dragon Slaying Skill and the Qiankun Beast-controlling Art, we can’t know!"

"Even the Blood Robe Sect was wiped out; are we to let it slip away again?"

The Old woman’s murky eyes flashed with cold light as she spoke.

Deng Yuchun said coldly, "Since we’ve found traces of the Qiankun Beast-controlling Art and the Dragon Slaying Skill, we certainly won’t give up easily. Now that the Blood Robe Sect is gone, I don’t believe that the tribes around here know nothing about it!"

Deng Yuchun’s Eyes flashed, looking toward the horizon; his gaze seemed to penetrate the clouds, seeing the White Cloud Tribe outside the Qingyun Mountain Range.

The other five Elders seemed to understand Deng Yuchun’s Meaning, exchanged mysterious smiles.

Immediately, the six of them headed straight for the White Cloud Tribe.

The White Cloud Tribe had successively destroyed the Blood Robe Sect and the Qingshan Tribe, becoming the strongest force around the Qingyun Mountain Range, and now controlled the Giant Beast Graveyard, a massive Treasury.

All the White Cloud Tribe members believed this was a great opportunity for the tribe to rise.

But they never imagined the arrival of six Old men would shatter all their dreams.

That day, six Old men appeared above the White Cloud Tribe, their powerful force overwhelming thousands of Warriors.

With a wave of their Large Sleeves, power swept across the world like a Storm.

They coldly snorted, their voices exploding like rolling thunder.

Before them, Warriors in the Death Reversal Realm were like Ants, exterminated with a mere raise of a hand.

Their power was as unchallengeable as Divine Spirits of the Southern Continent!

This was the Peak of the Wending Realm!

They stormed into the White Cloud Tribe, and anyone in their path became a soul beneath their control.

In the blink of an eye, the previously thriving tribe turned into a sea of flames.

In the fire, Clan Leader Bai Kun, covered in blood, kneeled on the ground. He raised his head, watching the six Old men emerge from the flames with cold smiles on their Faces.

"You are the Clan Leader of this tribe?" The six approached, looking with disdain and cold smiles at Bai Kun, directly asking.

Bai Kun’s expression showed despair; he knew these six were not adversaries his White Cloud Tribe could resist.

These six were exactly Deng Yuchun and his companions.

Deng Yuchun said, "I ask you, about half a month ago, did you hear anything unusual from the Qingyun Mountain Range? Why did the Blood Robe Sect suddenly perish?"

Bai Kun heard this, smiled bitterly, and said, "Senior, please forgive me!"

Deng Yuchun said, "It seems you know clearly? Then I won’t beat around the bush! Did your tribe take the Qiankun Beast-controlling Art and Dragon Slaying Skill?"

Bai Kun said, "No, it was taken by a White Robe Sword Cultivator!"

Deng Yuchun was taken aback, stunned, and said, "White Robe Sword Cultivator? Are you joking with me? The strength of the Blood Robe Sect and your White Cloud Tribe is so immense; how could a Warrior easily take these two Treasures?"

Bai Kun said, "Junior speaks truthfully; the strength of the White Robe Sword Cultivator is terrifying unparalleled. Although only in the Death Reversal Realm Great Perfection, Warriors of the same State were like paper before him!"

"With his strength alone, he almost exterminated most Strong Ones of the Blood Robe Sect and Qingshan Tribe within a few sword strikes, even the Clan Leader of the Qingshan Tribe and Sect Master of the Blood Robe Sect died by his hand!"

"We did not intervene at the time, and thus were spared!"

Deng Yuchun was taken aback, turning to look at the other five Elders.

Among the five Elders, the Old woman said softly, "To treat Warriors of the same State as Ants, he should be a genius from a major tribe!"

Deng Yuchun said coldly, "Do you remember his appearance? Draw it for me!"

"Yes!" Bai Kun shivering took out pen and ink from the Storage Bag, sketching Lin Bai’s figure bit by bit in the Void.

The portrait Bai Kun drew was almost Exactly The Same as Lin Bai himself.

Deng Yuchun waved his hand, imprinting the picture onto a scroll, and after stowing it away, asked coldly, "I ask you again, are you sure the Qiankun Beast-controlling Art and Dragon Slaying Skill are in his possession?"

Bai Kun said, "I don’t know about the Qiankun Beast-controlling Art, but I can confirm the Dragon Slaying Skill is definitely with him!"

"Very well." Deng Yuchun’s Face darkened, a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Bai Kun said, "Seniors, I have informed you of everything you wanted to know. Can you spare the White Cloud Tribe’s life..."

When Deng Yuchun heard Bai Kun’s request, he laughed with disdain and said coldly, "The Qiankun Beast-controlling Art and Dragon Slaying Skill are such precious treasures, this news cannot be allowed to spread!"

"Exterminate all in this tribe!"

As Deng Yuchun’s words fell, the other five Elders immediately rushed into the White Cloud Tribe, their mighty power like a divine punishment covering the world, instantly turning the White Cloud Tribe into a bloodbath.

Bai Kun knelt on the ground, watching as the White Cloud Tribe turned into a sea of flames, despairing with clear tears in his Eyes.

Deng Yuchun laughed coldly, glanced at Bai Kun, then casually waved his hand, a surge of power took Bai Kun’s life.

Following that, Deng Yuchun and his companions left the White Cloud Tribe!

Shortly after these individuals left, thousands of Warriors appeared above the White Cloud Tribe.

They were Strong Ones from the Emperor Tribe.

"The Warriors of this tribe were entirely massacred!"

"Before dying, their Faces showed despair, it seems they encountered enemies far more powerful than them!"

"No doubt, this must be the handiwork of the Southern Continent Divine Gate!"

"Southern Continent Divine Gate leftovers, how dare you!"

"..."

The Emperor Tribe’s Warriors searched the site for a time but found no sign of any living person or Deng Yuchun and his companions, ultimately forcing the Emperor Tribe’s Warriors to return.

After returning to the Emperor Tribe, they informed the tribe’s Junior Clan Leader Yan Ji about the White Cloud Tribe’s situation.

Upon hearing this, Yan Ji said in a low voice, "If as you said, the White Cloud Tribe is merely a trivial tribe above the Southern Continent, why would Deng Yuchun go to so much trouble, join forces with several Strong Ones, risk exposing their secret location to wipe out such a small tribe?"

"Something odd must be going on!"

"Investigate it!"

Yan Ji said in a low voice.