Chapter 1471 - 1471 Interception, Ceremony! (2)

There were still mineral resources at Lu Tang.

Feng Zhen and the others looked at each other and did not say anything else.

Since Han Muye chose not to say anything now, he would let him be.

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“Bang!”

Tens of thousands of miles away, in a tall pavilion, a burly man in a green-gray martial robe shattered the golden plate in front of him.

Behind the burly man, the phantom of a dark purple lion with a faint golden color floated, as if it was roaring at the sky.

The origin power in the surrounding world was activated and quickly gathered.

“Golden Crow Clan, Golden Crow Clan!”

The burly man’s eyes seemed to be spitting fire.

A few soldiers in green armor with long swords at their waists ran into the attic and cupped fists at the burly man.

“Commander.”

The burly man’s face was ashen. He waved his hand and said in a low voice, “Pass down my hunting order and gather 3,000 hunters.

“Gather in Bamboo Sun City within a month.”

This was Bamboo Sun City, a large city within a radius of 3 million miles.

In the vast wilderness, there were very few such cities.

“I want to slaughter those scattered Golden Crows.” The burly man’s eyes were filled with killing intent.

Killing the expert he had sent was a provocation to him.

The Golden Crows deserved to die.

The green-armored soldiers looked at each other and hurriedly bowed before leaving.

A moment later, red poison flew out.

….

At this moment, the Han Mountain Clan was already decorated with lanterns.

On the various hills, ostentatious flags were raised.

The clansmen all wore new clothes.

The experts of the clan who were at the third level were all wearing new martial robes. They were no longer the same leather robes as before.

He had a sword at his waist and a weapon on his back. He stood on the mountain path and looked extremely mighty.

Even the children of the clan wore new clothes.

Because there were not many people in the Han Mountain Clan, many people from the White-tailed Fox Clan and the Sandal Ridge Black Bear Clan came. They helped renovate the various places and received guests.

There were many people from the surrounding tribes at the succession ceremony of the chief of the Han Mountain Clan. Not only was the square halfway up the mountain filled, but even the two sides of the mountain path were surrounded.

In the past two to three months, the reputation of the Han Mountain Clan had become greater and greater.

The originally poor Han Mountain Clan was very extravagant and generous in trading with the various clans.

That day, the wine and various fruits on the long table were all good stuff.

“I heard that the young patriarch of the Han Mountain Clan has awakened the Golden Crow bloodline, so the Han Mountain Clan moved out all their assets.” An old man sitting behind a long limestone table said as he stuffed a green-red fruit into his mouth.

The old man had a faint wolf pattern on his forehead and a trace of green-black hair on his head. He was clearly from the Green Wolf Clan.

A thousand miles away, there was a 3,000-strong Green Wolf Clan.

“Hmph, is the Golden Crow bloodline so easy to awaken?” The person who spoke was an old man from the Green Deer Clan in a green leather robe.

His words made the surrounding guests look sideways, then smile.

Recently, the Green Water Deer Clan had been overwrought and many of their businesses had been snatched away by the Sandal Ridge Black Bear Clan.

The key was that the Black Bear Clan’s Earth fire was used better than their Green Deer Clan’s. If not for the fact that the Black Bear Race did not have enough furnaces, the Green Deer Clan would probably be in an even worse state.

The Black Bear Race had a good relationship with the Golden Crow Clan, so the Green Deer Clan naturally could not stand it.

“Elder Fei Ling, I heard that the young patriarch of the Han Mountain Clan once came to your Green Deer Clan to smelt the original mine and was rejected by your people?” The person who spoke had a smile on his face.

The old man snorted coldly, picked up the wine pot in front of him, poured a full glass of wine, and drank it ruthlessly.

There was more laughter around them.

“Patriarch, the young patriarch of the Golden Crow Clan has yet to appear.” In front of a slightly remote long table, an old man of the Lu Tang Panther Clan in a black robe whispered.

Lu Changlin, who was sitting beside him, nodded.

Looking at the busy Golden Crows, Lu Changlin lowered his voice. “Have you made arrangements for the experts in the clan?”

The black-robed old man nodded. “Everything has been arranged. As long as the news of their young patriarch’s death gets back, our people will take action.”

These words made a trace of killing intent flash across Lu Changlin’s face before disappearing.

Lu Changlin held the wine glass in his hand and said in a low voice, “The Golden Crow Clan has the bloodline of a large race after all. They have a deep foundation. We will definitely obtain a lot of benefits from occupying Han Mountain this time.”

“This way, my combat strength will increase by another level.”

At this point, he looked at the long table not far ahead.

On the other side, an old man in a green robe also had the marks of the Black Panther Clan on his forehead.

This was an expert of the Black Panther Clan invited by Lu Changlin.

From Bamboo Sun Town, which was 120,000 miles away, was the base of the Bamboo Sun Black Panther Clan.

Sensing Lu Changlin’s gaze, the black panther expert nodded slightly.

As long as Lu Changlin attacked, he would also take action.

“Boom—”

In the distance, a rumbling sound could be heard.

An expert had arrived!

The guests looked up.

The phantom of a Great Sun Golden Crow flew over from the void.

“Is it that young patriarch?”

“No way. This Great Sun Golden Crow’s primordial spirit is already at the peak of the seventh level. How can it be the young patriarch of the Han Mountain Clan?”

Under everyone’s gaze, a white-bearded old man in a green martial robe flew down. Behind him was Old Han Yunhe of the Han Mountain Clan.

“Elder!”

Han Yuncheng, who was temporarily in charge of all the arrangements, stepped forward happily.

Han Yunhe nodded and looked ahead. He smiled and said, “Fortunately, the ceremony has yet to begin.”

“Where’s Young Patriarch and Elder Chaohu? I invited Elder Mu Ji of the Muyang Golden Crow Clan.”

Muyang Golden Crow Clan!

So he was an Elder of the Muyang Golden Crow Clan. It was no wonder that he had a seventh-level essence spirit cultivation.

There were low cries around, and many people lowered their heads.