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The sudden downpour was dense and heavy.

Under the hazy rain curtain, a white object that almost merged with the sky and the earth was still flying upwards.

"Xiu, the rain is too heavy." As soon as Yan Bingyun opened his mouth while hiding under the white lion's wet fur, the merciless rain poured into his mouth.

The raindrops were beating down on me, and I couldn't open my eyes because they were so dry.

Xiu in the form of a white lion was not feeling well either. His fur was wet and looked very heavy. He was flying slower and slower, raising his eyes with difficulty. He could not see the top of the tree in the vast whiteness.

They had been flying for almost an entire afternoon, and it seemed as if they would never reach the end.

"Let's take shelter from the rain first." Yan Bingyun suggested again.

This time Xiu did not insist and turned around to find a place to shelter from the rain.

They had just found the tree temple built by the goddess Xiaowei in the legend, and were taking shelter from the rain under the tree eaves extending outside the temple. Mie and Wei also arrived at the right time.

A large group of orcs wrapped in black robes followed behind: "Who are you? How dare you break into the temple?"

Yan Bingyun climbed on Xiu's back, wiped the water off his face, and looked down at the orcs who had gathered. There were quite a lot of them. It seemed that although the Western Beast King trusted Shangri City on the surface, and the defense of the sacred mountain seemed to be handled by the Pterosaur Tribe, he did not really trust them in his heart.

The Western Beast King has his own army, which is quite large.

Several black-robed orcs with feathers of different colors on their heads seemed to be the leaders, each leading dozens of orcs who were also wearing black robes, but without feathers on their heads.

This feather is probably a symbol of the status of the sacred mountain.

Mie and Wei changed back into human form and stood beside the huge white lion, on guard. Although they had many questions, now was not the time to ask them. They were calculating how to let the white lion take Yan Bingyun away first if a fight broke out.

Three males and one female, a pterosaur orc? The newly promoted black-robed orc with gray feathers on his head frowned. Could it be that something went wrong in Shangri City?

The geographical location of Shangri City is in front of the sacred mountain. It is the first line of defense of the sacred mountain. Moreover, the pterosaur clan is the overlord of the sky. No bird can avoid their defense line and come directly to the sacred mountain.

There are monsters in the back mountain, and it is not easy for anyone to climb up the mountain. How these orcs got up can only mean that something went wrong in Shangri City.

"Who are you? How dare you break into the sacred mountain? Surrender now." The gray-feathered orc was obviously the leader of this group.

Yan Bingyun did not answer. Instead, he stuck his head out from the white lion's back, looked at Mie's head and asked, "Yun was rescued?"

Mie had been controlled by the Dark Witch once, and he still had lingering fears about the Sacred Mountain. At this moment, he was concentrating on being on guard, but he didn't expect that Xiao Bingyun was not nervous at all and didn't feel a headache.

"I rescued him and threw him to Da Jiao. Why did you go to the sacred mountain? That Gou is not easy to deal with. There are well-trained troops and monsters here."

"Yes, we'll discuss it later. Let's leave now." Wei also spoke. The key point was that both he and Mie were seriously injured, and even with their full combat power they might not be able to defeat so many orcs.

Yan Bingyun was stunned at first, then laughed: "It turns out that Da Jiao didn't tell you the follow-up."

"Follow-up?" Mie was puzzled.

The Gray Feather Orc didn't like the arrogant female who didn't take him seriously. He had always been the fourth in command, and he had finally waited until the previous Gray Feather Priest betrayed the Holy Mountain. Then he was promoted. He had only been relying on the power of others for a few days, and these orcs who broke into the Holy Mountain and didn't know their place were just right for him to establish his authority.

So he shouted angrily: "How dare you, orc, break into the palace of the Western Beast King? Team Three, listen to my order, kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

The third team of orcs, having received the order, rushed forward with their sharpened sticks in hand.

Twenty or thirty orcs were charging in the pouring rain. Just then, a flash of lightning flashed, and the sound of fighting in the rain was drowned out by the thunder.

Wei and Mie have already transformed their claws into steel-like claws and are ready to fight.

Yan Bingyun laughed loudly, jumped up first, and teleported like a flash of lightning, blocking in front of Mie and Wei. She slowly raised a silver-white object in her hand and gently handed it forward. A full moon shone brightly under the lightning.

The orcs who were rushing in the front saw clearly that it was the Crescent Scepter representing the highest authority of the sacred mountain. Their bodies moved faster than their brains. They all knelt on the ground, and the wooden sticks in their hands fell to the ground.

"No...full moon...scepter?" The Gray-Feathered Orc was so frightened that his legs went limp and he fell to his knees.

All the orcs behind also knelt down.

"Hahaha." The only sound in the rain was Yan Bingyun's naughty laughter.

"Yes, yes. It seems that the symbol of power has already penetrated into your hearts. This scepter should represent the highest power of the sacred mountain, right?"

None of the black-robed orcs kneeling on the ground dared to say a word.

For a long time, the most powerful person on the sacred mountain was the high and mighty White Feather High Priest. Back then, the White Feather High Priest slaughtered all the great witches on the sacred mountain.

He announced that he was the Beast God representing the Western Continent, and that the highest sacred object of the sacred mountain was the full-moon scepter held in the female's hand, representing the supreme power of the sacred mountain. No one could disobey the orders of the orc holding the full-moon scepter.

This was a token that Gou used to unify power and prove the orders he conveyed, so he took a corner of the Shuiyue Basin to create a unique scepter that represents his prestige. Now it is being used to help Yan Bingyun.

The one holding the full moon scepter is the supreme leader of Mount Kinabalu.

Mie only now noticed the scepter in the female's hand and asked in the white lion's ear: "What's going on?"

"The Western Beast King is dead. The Beast God gave me the scepter and made me the new High Priest of White Feather. From now on, I will be the master of the sacred mountain." Yan Bingyun spoke every word through the cold rain curtain, and every word was imprinted in the ears of the orc kneeling on the ground.

The King of the Western Beast, the sacred mountain that stood on the Western Continent for nearly ten thousand years, is dead?

Shocked! Unbelievable! That being who was as high up in the sacred mountain as the sun and the moon, almost as powerful as the beast god, was actually dead?

The Gray Feather Priest raised his head from the rain curtain: "I... don't believe it...!" It took almost all of his courage to say this.

It was clear that a few days ago, the Western Beast King had personally pinned grey feathers on him, and he was promoted from fourth to third. The defense of the entire sacred mountain fell on his shoulders. It was clear that he had seen the Western Beast King standing in front of the tree palace and gazing into the sky yesterday.

"Your scepter is fake. Our Western Beast King is comparable to the Beast God. How could he die silently?" The words of the Gray Feather Priest instantly made the orc kneeling on the ground suspicious, and he began to look around.

"Haha, haha." Yan Bingyun smiled coldly, and there was actually that kind of shocking and chilling coldness in his smile.

She walked slowly, her steps swallowed by the sound of rain. Originally, the footsteps could not be heard at all, but the orc kneeling there lowered his head and watched with the corner of his eye the pair of feet with strange-looking shoes tied on them stepping towards her one by one.

There was clearly no sound of footsteps, but they were stepping on their hearts one step at a time.

Mie transformed into huge black wings and raised his left wing high to shield his female from the heavy rain.

The scepter in Yan Bingyun's hand struck the floor paved with huge stones again and again. The smile on his face became colder and colder, and the pressure on his body became stronger and stronger.

Her approach actually made the kneeling orc feel a slight electric current. She was like an unattainable lightning in the sky, releasing her terrifying power.

[Host... please finish quickly, I... I'm running out of power.] Lightning continuously absorbed the energy of the White Lion Lightning from the lightning symbol, and released it through the soles of Yan Bingyun's feet, directing the current from the puddle to the group of kneeling orcs.

Because it acts as a conductor and carrier, causing its virtual body to flicker continuously, the illusion flickers continuously and it can hardly bear it.

Yan Bingyun comforted Lightning in his mind: "Hold on a little longer, let me continue to show off, continue to be wild, the resonance sound effect just now was very good, come on Lightning, I will scare these primitive bastards to death."

[Long story short…I’m really overloaded…No…I want to lose power…I can’t take it anymore] Lightning wailed, not daring to touch the lightning symbol after Yan Bingyun and Xiu’s soul mate, and it almost exploded…

The current disappears...

Yan Bingyun was cursing in his heart but didn't show it on his face. He pretended to destroy that icy face and just stood in front of the Gray Feather Priest.

"You don't obey me?"

"No...it's just what you said..." Even though his whole body was numb from the electric shock, he still felt unwilling to accept it.

"it is good!"

Yan Bingyun looked down at the gray feather, exerted a little force with his hand, and thrust the crescent-shaped scepter straight into the stone floor with a clang, causing tiny pieces of stone to splash.

This operation successfully shocked the enemy again.

"You... doubt the authenticity of this scepter, so come and take it." Yan Bingyun said to the head that had raised its head to look at her.

The white lion had been maintaining his beast character and had to hold back his laughter. Yun was going to let another orc explode in front of them, so that they could witness the choice of the "Beast God" with their own eyes.

Mieque was anxious, for he knew the significance of the scepter. Dajiao had said before, as had his mother, that for power to be materialized, there must be representation, inheritance, and faith. This scepter was a representation of power, and it could be said that holding the scepter represented the sacred mountain.

"cloud…"

The white lion's huge head was shaking, stopping Mie from saying anything.

The Gray Feather Priest raised his head, with a strange light in his eyes. Is this female a fool? Doesn't she know what this scepter represents? She actually let him take it.

Thinking of the scene of himself picking up the scepter and waving his arm to call for help, the Gray Feather Priest was so excited that his hands could not stop shaking.

With the scepter in his hand, he will be the future White Feather High Priest of the Sacred Mountain. When the time comes, he will kill those female orcs and the army behind him will obey his orders. From now on, the Sacred Mountain will be his.

The desire on the Gray Feather Priest's face was obvious. He stood up with his head held high, staring at the full-moon scepter stuck in the ground with greedy eyes, laughing in his heart at the stupidity of this female.

Yan Bingyun saw the orc slowly reaching out for the scepter. She stepped back, and the white lion's long tail swept the female back onto its back, away from the scepter.

Mie and Wei didn't understand, but they followed the female and retreated.

The Gray Feather Priest only had eyes for the scepter with a dazzling silver handle, and he reached out his hand impatiently to grasp it.

Bang!

Blood and flesh flying...