A group of elite disciples from the Qin family were like well-trained dark night hunters, quietly hiding deep in the shadow of the stone forest. They were dressed in dark gold clothes, with special materials, and faintly shining with metallic luster under the glimmer of light, like flowing liquid.

The sharp blade worn on the waist flashed with cold light, as if blood would come out at any time, and the runes engraved on the blade emitted a faint fluctuation of spiritual power.

Everyone's eyes were as sharp as torches, and they looked around vigilantly, without letting go of any movement. They breathed calmly and evenly, and their every move showed the well-trained children of the Qin family.

Just when the atmosphere was so tense, a sharp-eyed Qin family disciple suddenly shook his body, like a cheetah that discovered his prey.

His eyes were wide open, his face turned red with excitement. He suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the arm of his companion beside him. His voice trembled slightly from extreme excitement, and he said quickly:

"Look! That's from the Feather Clan! These guys pretended to be disdainful of the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword in front of them. They looked noble, as if the treasures in this world could not be seen by them. But in secret, they sent someone to steal them secretly.

They knew that this sword was a hot potato, and all forces were eyeing it. Once they were robbed, they would definitely become the target of public criticism, so they were so sneaky. However, no matter how cunning they were, they could not escape the eyes of our Qin family, and we still got it out of our way."

Everyone looked in the direction of his finger and saw a hidden clearing in the depths of the stone forest, surrounded by mist, as if they were deliberately covering the deal.

A burly man in black, like a silent hill, was gathering with several powerful feathers. The wings behind the powerful feathers trembled slightly, and the feathers flashed with strange cold light in the dim light.

Their movements were extremely secretive, their bodies were tightly together, their heads were frequently turned, and they looked around vigilantly, like a group of cats stealing fish.

The man in black lowered his voice from time to time and talked to the powerful men of the feather tribe. His expression was solemn as he spoke, and his hands kept gestured.

After the conversation, the man in black turned around suddenly, his steps were fast, as if he was afraid of being discovered. And what he held tightly in his hand was the Demon Lord Black Sky Sword emitting a cold light.

The sword body is as dark as an abyss, blending with the surrounding dark environment, but it exudes an indescribable aura of evil. The magic patterns on the sword are like living creatures, twisting with the movements of the man in black, exuding a terrifying aura.

Qin Lie, the leader of the Qin family team, was a young talent with a cold face and a sword-brow carved like a knife. Seeing this scene, his eyebrows instantly frowned, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, just like a meteor passing through the night sky.

Without thinking, he ordered quickly and decisively: "Contact the family immediately and report truthfully that the treasure has fallen into the hands of the Yu Clan. Tell them that the situation is urgent and let the family support quickly! Move quickly, and you cannot let the Yu Clan escape with the sword, otherwise our Qin family will miss this key opportunity to turn the situation around."

The next moment, a disciple beside Qin Lie skillfully took out a crystal clear jade plaque from his arms. The jade plaque was warm and delicate, emitting a soft blue light. The disciple held the jade plaque devoutly in both hands, as if holding the hope of the family.

His lips opened and closed quickly, and he muttered words, his voice was low and mysterious, like an ancient spell. As he chanted, mysterious runes slowly overflowed from the jade plaque. The runes were like lively fireflies, with messages, flying towards the distant Dongzhou, leaving a series of dazzling trajectories in the dim sky.

In the distant East Continent, a magnificent and huge imperial city rose from the ground on a vast plain. The city walls were towering into the clouds, as if giants were standing. The walls were made of huge bluestones, and each bluestone was engraved with defensive runes, and shining with glimmer under the sunlight.

On the city wall, the guards were tightly guarded, and the patrol soldiers were wearing thick armor and holding long spears. Their formations were neatly arranged, as indestructible as the Great Wall of Steel. They looked firm and vigilantly at the four directions, and their footsteps were uniform and echoed on the city wall.

At this time, in a magnificent mansion deep in the imperial city, the tranquility was suddenly broken. A group of black-armored strong men came out one after another, and they were tall, like an iron tower.

The whole body exudes a terrifying aura, just like the depression and dullness before the storm comes. Wherever it passes, the air is as if stirred by an invisible hand, twisted and deformed. This is the Qin family's Xuanjia Guard, the Qin family's most elite troops, a symbol of family strength and a sharp blade to defend family glory.

There are 80 Xuanjia Guards, each of which is an elite carefully selected by the Qin family from many children. They have experienced cruel training and life-and-death test. This time, in order to regain the crucial Demon Lord Black Sky Sword, the Qin family decisively sent thirteen people.

All of these thirteen people are in the middle level of the Star Realm and have strong strength.

The weapons in their hands were cold and filled with runes. With a light wave, they could tear the air and make sharp whistlings. The armor on their bodies was strong and heavy, and each piece of armor was engraved with mysterious runes, which not only resisted powerful attacks, but also gathered spiritual power and enhanced their own defense.

You should know that Ling Xiao’s bloodthirsty sword is only the best in the Yuan realm. Compared with the equipment of the Xuanjia Guard, it is a difference. Thirteen Xuanjia Guards gathered together, their eyes met, and their gaze revealed firmness and tacit understanding.

Then, they shouted loudly in unison, and the sound was like a bell, shaking the air around them. With a roar that shook the sky and the earth, they used the technique of breaking the void, and their spiritual power surged, turning into thirteen streams of light, and galloping towards Wangzhou with an indomitable aura.

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Just as the Qin family was preparing to deal with the feather tribe in the stone forest, the thick night on the other side of Wangzhou was like a huge black curtain, covering the whole world.

The wet mist slowly rose from the ground and floated in the mountains and forests like a veil, adding a bit of mystery and weirdness to this quiet area.

A group of elite scouts of the feather tribe hide in a dense jungle. The wings behind them are tightly folded, and the five-color feathers appear faintly under the hazy moonlight, like gems embedded in the night sky.

Suddenly, a sharp-eyed feather scout suddenly froze. As if he was bound by a fixed spell, his pupils contracted sharply, and his fingers trembled and pointed at a distance. In a clearing ground illuminated by moonlight, several blurred black shadows were quickly passing through.

They were dressed in black and moved extremely agile. One of them held the Black Sky Sword, which emitted a strange light.
Chapter completed!