It’s all Shura field!

Song Qingbai was awakened by the hard wooden bed. The mottled shadows of the trees shining through the window made her eyes hurt.

"Zhuo Yuan?"

Looking at the person standing in front of the bed, Song Qingbai was in a trance and shouted out with some uncertainty.

She felt severe pain all over her body, as if she would fall apart at any moment. Not far away, lying was the Blood-Winged Sirius Beast, which was also unconscious.

Wasn't she sucked into the powerful vortex in her memory? How could she appear here?

"It's me. The spirit beast just fainted. It's not in danger of death."

Seeing the worry in Song Qingbai's eyes, Zhuo Yuan started to explain directly.

"Is this the Flame Dragon Clan?"

Song Qingbai looked at Zhuo Yuan, his tone full of affirmation.

"That's right. Thank you for saving me back then. Otherwise, I would probably still be in the Five Elements Sect now."

"Who are you to the Flame Dragon Clan?"

Seeing what Zhuo Yuan was wearing, Song Qingbai raised his eyebrows slightly and continued to ask.

"Leader of the Flame Dragon Clan, but why are you here?"

Zhuo Yuan was a little curious. The terrain here was dangerous. How could she enter easily with her low cultivation level? Could she be following Su Yimo?

"I..I came here to look for the Fenghua Sword..."

Song Qingbai thought for a moment and finally said it out loud. It was not a big deal for them to break in without permission. It must be Zhuo Yuan who came to the rescue.

"Feng Hua Sword? How do you know that the Feng Hua Sword is with us?"

Zhuo Yuan's expression changed and his tone became colder.

"As for why I know the Fenghua Sword is here, I am not in a position to tell you. Although the Fenghua Sword is here to protect you, it has not yet exerted its greatest power.

I would like to borrow this sword..."

"The Fenghua Sword is a sacred object, we will not lend it out. You saved me from the Thunder Leopard back then, and today I rescued you from the vortex of the barrier, which can be regarded as repaying your life. In this way, we owe each other nothing."

Zhuo Yuan looked at Song Qingbai calmly, with no fluctuation on his face.

"Zhuo Yuan, has your hatred for the Five Elements Sect completely disappeared? Do you know that the new leader of the Five Elements Sect will take over the throne the day after tomorrow?

The people of the Five Elements Sect have now colluded with the Demon Palace. If this is allowed to continue, the entire Shenwu Continent will be devastated.

Do you think the Flame Dragon Clan can really escape this disaster?"

Song Qingbai spoke seriously and pleaded earnestly, hoping that Zhuo Yuan would agree.

"I'm sorry, our clan's lifelong mission is to protect the Fenghua Sword. This sword is a divine sword with infinite power. How can you control it with your mere cultivation? Even though we have an irreconcilable feud with the Five Elements Sect.

That's not the reason to lend you the sword, Song Qingbai, you should take good care of your body and go back early!"

Zhuo Yuan left after saying this.

"Host, it seems we should go back! He looks very determined!"

The system suddenly spoke. It didn't want Song Qingbai to take the sword rashly. Now that Zhuo Yuan disagreed, it had an excuse.

"Ruyi's time is limited, we can't just give up like this."

Song Qingbai hurriedly took out the elixir from the space ring, swallowed it directly, and followed after a short rest.

Zhuo Yuan moved quickly and soon disappeared.

Song Qingbai walked out of the house and looked down, feeling that it was very cold up there.

This place is about several feet above the ground. If someone without cultivation falls from here, he will probably be smashed to pieces.

"Ruyi, can you sense the aura of Zhuo Yuan, or the aura of Fenghua Sword?"

Song Qingbai looked around and when he saw the dilapidated houses next to him, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

This place looked like it had been burned by a fire, with only a few intact houses left, and his house looked like the best among them.

"Host, I can't sense the breath of Zhuo Yuan, nor can I sense the breath of Fenghua Sword. This place is dead and gloomy. I'm afraid it has suffered a great disaster before."

The system explored for a moment and began to explain.

Roar, roar, roar...

Just as Song Qingbai was about to speak, the roar of the spirit beast was heard again in the distance.

"Ruyi, let's go and take a look. We have never heard this cry before!"

"Host, this is the territory of the Flame Dragon Clan. We should be careful."

The system started to remind it, not knowing if it was an illusion, but it always felt that there was a faint demonic aura appearing here.

But when we explored again, we still couldn’t find where it was?

"Ruyi, I want to use invisibility."

Song Qingbai's veil had disappeared. Just as she was about to fly down, she saw a few guards walking under the tree.

"Okay, host, I have activated the invisibility function, but don't forget that it will only last for one hour."

"Well, this must be the sound of a spirit beast. There is a spirit beast guarding the Fenghua Sword. I think the two must be connected."

Song Qingbai's fox eyes flashed, and he flew down directly from the tree house.

Following the sound, she saw two people walking forward anxiously. Song Qingbai followed them without thinking much.

"Chief, this dragon beast was seriously injured before, I'm afraid it won't live long."

Song Qingbai followed the two men and hurriedly passed through the barrier, and then saw Zhuo Yuan frowning with an ugly look on his face.

And another member of the Flame Dragon Clan beside him was reporting something carefully.

"Is the doctor here?"

There was helplessness in Zhuo Yuan's tone, and just as he finished speaking, the painful roar of the dragon beast was heard again.

"Host, this dragon beast may not live long. You can hear its weak voice."

The system's voice sounded, giving Song Qingbai an idea.

"Chief, the doctor was also seriously injured in the fire. He originally planned to come over, but he fainted from exhaustion halfway through the journey."

The person who spoke was the person walking in front of Song Qingbai.

"Hey..."

Zhuo Yuan sighed heavily, and his hatred for the Five Elements Sect grew even stronger. When he returned to the Flame Dragon Clan, the place was already in ruins.

It was with great difficulty that a message was sent back to the other scattered members of the tribe, but most of them were injured.

While he was planning to rebuild the Flame Dragon Clan, he was also searching for elixirs.

All this is thanks to the help of Shen Rangchen, who not only provided a large amount of elixirs, but also provided a lot of manpower and material resources to help with the repairs.

Some of the injured members of the Yanlong tribe are still recuperating at Shen Rangchen's place, and those who returned first are also slowly restoring their homes.

Song Qingbai followed Zhuo Yuan into the deepest part of the barrier, which looked like a cave.

A dragon beast covered in wounds was groaning in pain with its head hung down.

"Chief, I can no longer protect my people. Please stop wasting your blood and let me go!"

When it saw Zhuo Yuan, the dragon beast's tone was full of pleading. It was already in a dead end.

However, Zhuo Yuan ignored his own safety and used his own spiritual blood to save himself every day.

But this treatment can only temporarily relieve the pain and cannot completely cure it.