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Xiao Lan continued to recount what happened that night in detail.

Yan Bingyun learned that the Kavetan child escaped with the help of Dashan.

Canglang calls the former Gray Feather Priest his master, which means that the one who asked Canglang to steal Yun, who was still a cub, from the sacred mountain and hid him in the Leopard Tribe is undoubtedly the King of the Night.

Could it be that the black-robed orc who appeared in Yun’s confused memory and had a secret conversation with Canglang was also him?

The bone harp recognized her as its master only so that she could become a vessel to revive Kavetan. So will the King of the Night resort to the same old tricks?

The sacred tree, the X-people, the Night Clan...she has quite a lot of enemies!

It seems that he is attacked from all sides. Should he hide his forces in the East Continent there for safety, or should he let them go to the sacred mountain?

For a moment, Yan Bingyun found it difficult to make a decision. He first looked at the situation here. The missing little priest Hongyu was Mie's younger brother. He disappeared that night and was also a big hidden danger.

Yan Bingyun doesn’t know yet that the young priest Hongyu had died a long time ago, and it was Yun’s soul that was attached to that body.

Xiao Hui and Xiao Lan explained the situation of the Holy Mountain. The status of the Holy Mountain is determined by the color of the feathers, white, red, gray, blue, yellow, black, brown, green and purple. There are nine feathered priests, and the rest are cubs selected from various tribes in the Western Continent.

The ordinary black-robed orcs selected by Black Crow from the tribe are the army established by the Western Beast King that is loyal only to himself.

He gave glory to these orcs from various tribes, and let these orcs be brainwashed by him since childhood, just like the ancient kings training their own secret guards, and had a lot of fun with them!

If the Western Beast King hadn't died, she might not have been able to defeat him. Fortunately, he's dead...

What he had to do now was to quickly make the power of the sacred mountain his own. He not only had to digest it but also avoid betrayal.

"Xiao Hui, go and notify all the remaining feathered orcs to gather at the Tree Palace." Yan Bingyun decided to take a look first.

"Yes." Xiao Hui took the order and went out to do it.

"High Priest Baiyu, what should we do with the ninety orcs outside?" Xiao Lan remembered that there were still thirty black-robed orcs he led kneeling outside, so he wanted to ask the new master how to deal with them. It was not a good thing to just let them kneel outside.

This was also a headache for Yan Bingyun. She glanced at Xiu. When Xiu was in the oasis, he was there to help her train her soldiers. She had a lot of things to consider and couldn't take care of everything, so she wanted to hand over all the orcs here to Xiu.

"Xiu, can I leave all the orcs in the sacred mountain to you?"

Xiao Lan didn't expect that the new master would value an orc so much. Even though the young priest Hongyu was the cub of the Western Beast King, the Western Beast King's army only obeyed the orders of the Western Beast King, and no one had the right to transfer him privately.

So Xiao Lan had to look at Xiu, the orc, seriously again. Thinking that the other party was the legendary white lion, the sacred beast chosen by the God of Beasts, she accepted it. After all, the white lion was also a very powerful existence in their beliefs.

Xiu thought about it and nodded.

"Will it be too hard?" Yan Bingyun was not afraid that Xiu would betray her. If she died, Xiu would also die. They were bound by their souls.

Xiu Gangyi's face was filled with a soft glow. "I will help you manage it. I won't feel tired doing anything for you."

Yan Bingyun's face turned red.

Wei didn't say anything, just stared at his female. He had always been responsible for protecting her. He liked going on adventures with her outside, he liked the feeling of soaring in the sky with her. When he carried her on his back in the sky, it was a time that belonged only to the two of them.

Xiu said to Xiao Lan: "From now on, all the orc troops on the sacred mountain will be under my control."

Xiao Lan was embarrassed. "The back mountain is under the jurisdiction of Priest Huang Yu. He only obeys the orders of the Western Beast King. Moreover, Priest Huang Yu is a very scary orc. After all, he is in charge of very scary monsters."

Xiao Lan was worried that the Yellow Feather Priest would do something extreme. After all, that orc was very difficult to deal with, and he had so many terrible things in his hands. In the past, the Western Beast King might have been able to suppress him, but now the Western Beast King was dead. The orc had a big appetite and was very powerful, so he might not be willing to submit to a female.

Xiao Lan expressed her concerns very frankly.

What's in the back mountain? There are blood slaves and black liquid that can control dead beasts.

But Yan Bingyun still had a question. Wasn't the black liquid from the black hole sealed in the huge five-foot tree on the sacred mountain? If it was sealed, why could the Western Beast King still control those disgusting things?

Thinking about how her oasis was almost destroyed by those things, forcing her to go to the East Continent to hide her orcs, she felt so angry that her teeth itched.

Those things can't be kept. Yan Bingyun asked, "How do you control those giant beasts in the back mountain?"

Xiao Lan shook his head: "All the orcs with feather level on our sacred mountain are responsible for their own areas. Xiao Hui, I and the Purple Feather Priest are responsible for guarding the sacred mountain. We each lead thirty black-robed orcs, and the ninety orcs outside are guarding the mountain."

"I said this to tell you that other priests cannot interfere in the areas that Houshan is responsible for, and I don't know the details, so I can't answer."

The division of labor is clear and detailed, and confidentiality is also done very well. Goddess Xiaowei taught well!

Xiao Hui was very smart. He notified the priests with feathers on their heads to come to the Tree Temple for discussions in the name of the White Feather High Priest. So soon, all the feather priests on the sacred mountain came.

White is her, Red is missing (dead), Gray, Blue (dead), Yellow, Black (promoted), Brown (little Blue), Green, Purple. There were nine priests, and now only three are left standing in front of Yan Bingyun, namely the Yellow Feather Priest, the Green Feather Priest, and the Purple Feather Priest.

As soon as he entered the tree temple, he found that the person sitting on it was a female. Seeing that the situation was not good, Priest Huangyu immediately turned around and wanted to leave, but was stopped by Wei.

"Who are you? Where is the Western Beast King?" The Purple Feather Priest was in charge of guarding the temple. He was the first to ask, staring at Xiao Hui and Xiao Lan with displeasure, and looking at the female sitting on top with great contempt.

"She is the new High Priestess of White Feather." Xiao Lan was the first to express her loyalty.

"Bullshit, you actually betrayed the Western Beast King. You want to try out the methods of the Yellow Feather Priest." The Purple Feather Priest spoke out.

The Yellow Feather Priest frowned, not liking to be dragged into this by the stupid Purple Feather Priest. Didn't that idiot see the orcs kneeling outside? Didn't he see that they were in a weak position now?

Yan Bingyun smiled coldly, and the crescent-shaped scepter in his hand hit the wooden floor with a clang.

The three priests also noticed that she was holding the scepter, the symbol of the Western Beast King's power, and they were all shocked.

The Purple Feather Priest angrily shouted, "Why is the Full Moon Scepter in the hands of a female like you? Where is the Western Beast King?"

Various plans flashed through Priest Huangyu's mind.

The Green Feather Priest was stunned for a moment but acted indifferent, as if he didn't mind who sat in that position.

Seeing the performance of these three orcs, Yan Bingyun already had a plan in mind.

The Purple Feather Priest is a die-hard loyalist, but also a stupid one, so he can be killed.

The Yellow Feather Priest is annoying to begin with, and now seeing his legs eager to move forward and his indifference to the Western Beast King, I can’t let him stay as he is too ambitious.

The Green Feather Priest is a very cunning person. He appears calm and composed on the surface, but you can’t tell what he is thinking inside.

Yan Bingyun was too lazy to talk nonsense: "Xiu, kill the one with the yellow feather on his head."

The Yellow Feather Priest tried to escape, but his huge wings emerged from his shoulder blades to block the exit, and Xiu also moved.

The Yellow Feather Priest's eyes became fierce, and he immediately transformed into a huge black bear three or four meters tall. His thick and powerful bear paws with sharp claws like steel hooks slapped Wei's wings hard, preparing to break one of his wings.

He was very confident in his modified bear paw.

He thought that as long as he could escape and return to his territory, these orcs would not be a threat at all.

He saw the huge wings suddenly retracted, and his right eye was full of mockery. Before he had time to think about why the orc did not stop him from escaping, he was hit hard on the back. The entire fat bear back could not withstand the force and his spine was dented.

There was a crisp sound, and the huge black bear fell from the tree palace like a bird with broken wings. The rain curtain seemed to be split by a knife, causing this naive black bear to smash a big hole in the stone floor.

The ninety black-robed orcs who were still kneeling outside in the rain, their robes soaked by the rain, were not as depressed as they felt at this moment.

The force was so terrible that it broke the waist of the black bear orc who weighed nearly 2000 kilograms and had strong muscles... and also dented the hard boulder floor...

Wei moved slowly, giving the attention outside the tree palace to the white lion with its white mane moving in the wind and its feet stepping on auspicious clouds.

She wanted Xiu to conquer those orcs with his strength, and he couldn't steal Xiu's limelight.

When the white lion proudly passed by, Wei whispered a reminder: "Cut off the black bear's head." Making the orcs afraid is the wandering orcs' strong point.

The white lion's golden vertical pupils moved, and it stepped lightly on all fours.

The rain outside seemed to have subsided, leaving only a drizzle, and the noble white lion was extremely eye-catching in the darkness of dusk.

All the orcs kneeling on the ground followed the white lion's gaze.

The black bear orc refused to accept the defeat. He propped up his body with his thick bear paws, and pulled out a strange oval porous pottery from somewhere. He put it to his mouth and prepared to blow it.

A silver light like lightning flashed on the white lion's forehead, and a silver lightning symbol appeared.

The lightning symbol in Yan Bingyun's soul on the tree temple was also heating up, and he suddenly felt his blood boiling???

"Look...what is that?" One of the orcs suddenly shouted in fear.

Priest Huang Yu had just turned his head, but before he could see clearly, a bolt of lightning had already arrived.

Thunderbolt~

White smoke rose from the black bear's thick fur, and its body fat gave off a burnt aroma. The round pottery in his hand turned into ashes and drifted from his fingers.

Snapped…

Another white light as thick as an arm...

The black bear beast was completely turned into a charred corpse. The orcs who witnessed it were so terrified that their hearts and livers were broken, and their eyes were frozen and unable to move.

The terrifying power of the white lion's lightning can only be understood if you see it with your own eyes.

Wei turned his head and said in a low voice: "Tsk! It's installed..."

Yan Bingyun's face flushed in resonance. This kind of boiling blood was completely different from the power of lightning.

She moved her itchy nails...she could feel the belligerence boiling in Xiu's blood...