The evil woman cultivates immortality, and the whole clan offers sacrifice to the heaven

Just when Meng Wan was about to completely devour the Suzaku bloodline in his body, a blazing flame suddenly burst out from his body.

The fire contained an ancient and majestic aura, as if it could burn everything in the world.

"presumptuous!"

An old and majestic voice exploded in the void, and then an illusory figure emerged from Zhu Chen's soul.

He was an old man in a scarlet robe, with white hair and beard, eyes like torches, and blazing flames surrounding him, like a fire god from ancient times.

"A powerful person from the Suzaku clan?!"

Meng Wan's pupils shrank and a hint of fear flashed across her eyes, but it was quickly replaced by coldness.

This is not the real body of the powerful being, but just a phantom.

The old man snorted coldly, raised his hand and waved it, and a blazing flame barrier instantly isolated Meng Wan's devouring power.

He lowered his head to look at the dying Zhu Chen, a strong anger flashed in his eyes, and then he rolled up his sleeves, and a space crack opened up under Zhu Chen.

"go!"

The old man let out a low shout, and Zhu Chen's figure was instantly sucked into the space crack and disappeared.

Seeing this, Meng Wan's eyes flashed coldly, and the blood-colored bone chain pounced towards the old man's shadow like a poisonous snake, trying to stop him.

However, the old man just smiled coldly, raised his hand and pointed, and a blazing flame instantly burned the bone chain to ashes.

"Young man, the Suzaku tribe has taken note of what happened today."

The old man's voice was cold, and his figure gradually disappeared. "One day, I will make you pay the price!"

Before he finished speaking, the old man's shadow had completely disappeared, leaving only a sea of ​​​​blazing fire burning in the air.

Meng Wan stood there, a hint of solemnity flashed across her eyes, but she quickly regained her composure.

She looked down at her palm, which still contained a trace of the aura of the Vermillion Bird bloodline.

"The Suzaku clan... As expected of one of the seven major demon clans in the Heavenly Demon Realm, it really has some background."

At the same time, hundreds of thousands of miles away.

Zhu Chen's figure fell from the void and fell heavily to the ground.

He was covered in blood, his breath was weak, and his eyes were full of fear and terror.

"Little Lord!"

A familiar voice came, and Zhu Chen reluctantly raised his head, only to see the old man who appeared from the soul standing in front of him with a solemn expression.

"Chief...elder..."

Zhu Chen's voice trembled, his eyes full of relief for having survived the catastrophe, "Thank you, Elder, for saving my life!"

The old man snorted coldly, with a hint of reproach in his tone.

"As the young master of the Suzaku tribe, you act so recklessly! If the tribe hadn't left a life-saving amulet in your soul beforehand, you would have died today!"

Zhu Chen lowered his head, not daring to refute, but a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes.

"Elder, who is Meng Wan? Why is she able to control the inheritance of the Twelve Gods? Did she really kill that human and take the inheritance?"

The old man frowned upon hearing this and said in a deep voice, "This matter is of great importance. The inheritance of the Twelve Gods is of great importance. We must report this to the clan as soon as possible."

He paused, and said in a serious tone, "Young Master, it is not advisable to stay here for long. You should return to the Suzaku tribe as soon as possible and report this matter to the tribe leader.

Let the clan leader send someone to track down Meng Wan's whereabouts and make sure to seize the inheritance of the Twelve Divine Generals!"

Zhu Chen nodded repeatedly and stood up with all his strength, "Yes, Elder! I'll go back right away!"

Zhu Chen traveled all the way exhausted and anxious, but finally returned to the territory of the Suzaku tribe a few days later.

As soon as he stepped into the holy land of the tribe, he felt a hot breath coming towards him. It was the unique fire power of the Suzaku tribe, symbolizing the majesty and strength of the tribe.

He did not dare to delay and went straight to the hall where the patriarch was.

In the center of the hall, a middle-aged man in a scarlet robe was standing with his hands behind his back, his brows exuding an aura of majesty without even being angry.

He is the patriarch of the Suzaku clan and Zhu Chen’s father—Zhu Yan.

"Father!"

As soon as Zhu Chen entered the hall, he fell to his knees with a thud, his voice filled with fear and grievance.

Zhu Yan turned around and glanced at Zhu Chen with a cold gaze.

Seeing that he was covered in blood and his breath was weak, his brows furrowed even tighter.

"What's going on? As the young master of the Suzaku tribe, how can you be so embarrassed?"

Zhu Chen did not dare to hide anything and immediately told everyone everything that had happened to him outside.

In particular, the story of Meng Wan controlling the inheritance of the Twelve Divine Generals and nearly killing him was described in detail.

"Father, even though Meng Wan is in the middle stage of the Spiritual Transformation Realm, her strength is extremely terrifying. I am no match for her at all!

Not only did she control the inheritance of the Twelve Gods, she also almost devoured the Suzaku bloodline in my body!"

Zhu Chen's voice trembled and his eyes were full of fear.

"The inheritance of the Twelve Gods?"

After Zhu Yan heard this, a look of passion and greed flashed in his eyes.

But then he snorted coldly and swept his eyes towards Zhu Chen like a knife.

"As the young master of the Suzaku clan, you were forced into such a situation by a woman in the middle stage of the Spiritualization Realm. This is really a disgrace to our Suzaku clan!"

Zhu Chen lowered his head, not daring to refute, but a hint of unwillingness flashed in his eyes.

"Father, Meng Wan's strength is indeed extraordinary. I...I was careless for a moment, so I fell into her trap."

"main idea?"

Zhu Yan sneered, "You are usually ignorant and only care about pleasure. Now you can't even deal with a woman in the middle stage of the Spiritualization Realm, and you still dare to make excuses?

If you weren't my only son, I would have beaten you to death long ago!"

Zhu Chen was scolded so much that he was speechless and could only bow his head and admit his mistake.

"The father taught the child that he was wrong."

Zhu Yan snorted coldly, no longer paying attention to Zhu Chen, and turned to the outside of the hall and shouted: "Someone come!"

A moment later, several guards in red armor walked quickly into the hall and knelt on one knee.

"What are the instructions of the Patriarch?"

Zhu Yan's eyes were stern, and he said in a deep voice, "Pass on my order, and immediately send out the elite of the clan to track down the whereabouts of a woman named Meng Wan.

This woman controls the inheritance of the Twelve Gods and is extremely powerful. In order to prevent the inheritance from being lost, we must capture her alive and bring her back!"

"Yes!"

The guards responded in unison and quickly retreated.

Zhu Yan looked at Zhu Chen again, his tone slightly slower.

"Although you almost died this time, you also brought back an important message. The inheritance of the Twelve Gods is of great importance. If we can take it back, the strength of our Suzaku clan will surely reach a new level."

Zhu Chen heard this, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes, and he quickly said: "Don't worry, father, with the elite of our clan taking action, we will never let Meng Wan escape!"

Zhu Yan nodded, but his tone remained stern.

"You've suffered a great loss this time, so you should learn your lesson. From today on, practice hard and don't let me down again."

"Yes, father!"

Zhu Chen responded quickly, but secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

After Zhu Chen left, Zhu Yan stood alone in the hall, looking deep into the distance and muttering in a low voice.

"The inheritance of the Twelve Divine Generals, which even the Demon King could not recover, has actually fallen into your hands... Meng Wan... Who on earth are you? How dare you become an enemy of my Suzaku clan!"

He was silent for a moment, then raised his hand and waved it. A fire rune appeared in the air and turned into a flaming Vermilion Bird, flying towards the sky.

"Send a message to the elders of the clan to come and discuss matters immediately!"