Chapter 315 Cat Man's Soul of War

According to Wang Xue, the Cat People tribe is located deep in the Langya Mountains, about a hundred miles from the valley where they were previously.

Now the Cat People tribe is surrounded by dozens of large and small forces, and the situation is critical. Of course, the Nine Lords of the Demon Path did not participate, otherwise the Cat People tribe would have been defeated long ago.

In the eyes of the Nine Lords of the Demon Path, the Cat People tribe does not have much value, but it is the middle and lower forces that are crazy about it.

"Prince Qin, which country's emperor are you?"

On the way, Wang Xue curiously asked Qin Jun, her bright and charming eyes shining.

Qin Jun smiled and said, "Guess, there's a prize if you get it right."

"Pfft, how could I guess? There are so many emperors in the royal dynasty." Wang Xue rolled her eyes, then her face showed a longing expression, "Do you know the righteous Emperor Qin?"

As soon as this was said, Qin Jun was stunned, and Lei Zhenzi and Yuan Hong's faces suddenly looked strange, while Shengong Bao smirked.

"The Qin Emperor who caused a stir in the Southern Zhuo Dynasty and defeated the Abyss Gate?" Qin Jun asked nonchalantly, curious in his heart. Could it be that my reputation has spread so far?

"Yes, that's the Abyss Gate, and its master, Nangong Liethian, is the strongest in the human race's demon path. He actually stumbled in a small kingdom. Isn't that amazing?" Wang Xue seemed to have opened the floodgates and spoke non-stop, her smile on her face like that of a girl next door, making people feel at ease.

Qin Jun playfully asked, "Do you admire the Qin Emperor?"

"Admire? Not really, I just think he's very powerful, a legendary figure. You should look up to him in the future!" Wang Xue had a look of confidence, and Qin Jun shook his head with a smile.

"In fact, I am the Qin Emperor." Qin Jun said seriously.

Wang Xue couldn't help but look at him, carefully examining his expression, and then said, "If you are the Qin Emperor, then I am the Holy Princess."

"What's a Holy Princess?" Qin Jun's expression was quite colorful.

Damn, I finally didn't want to play possum, and you don't believe it!

Qin Jun felt so desolate. Could it be that he was so insignificant in Wang Xue's heart?

"The strongest woman in the Southern Region, with a prominent status in the Holy Dynasty." Wang Xue looked at him in surprise, as if to say, are you a bumpkin?

The strongest woman in the Southern Region?

That's quite a boast.

Qin Jun secretly noted down the title of the Holy Princess, as he might encounter it in the future if he went to the Holy Dynasty.

"I really am the Qin Emperor!"

"Come on, the Qin Emperor is on the righteous path, how could he come here."

"..."

Qin Jun was at a loss for words, and Lei Zhenzi and the others laughed, no one stood up to speak for Qin Jun, after all, it was rare to see Qin Jun being put in his place.

Seeing Wang Xue and Qin Jun bickering, Xiao Jiu's eyes kept wandering, thinking about something.

...

Under the vast expanse of the world, amidst endless mountains.

Countless cultivators were floating in the air, and tens of thousands of cultivators were standing on the grassland below. In front of them were the densely packed Cat People, and the entire grassland was surrounded by a series of mountains, with the Cat People tribe stationed behind, like a huge dead end.

One of the mountains even had a hundred-zhang-tall stone statue, a majestic male Cat Person. Although his face was not clear, one could vaguely see him wearing armor, with both hands pressing on the hilt, exuding an air of dominance over the world.

This grassland was called the Cat People's Fang.

Because the surrounding mountains resembled sharp fangs, and it was the Cat People tribe's stronghold, it was called the Cat People's Fang.

"Wang Yan, why don't you surrender yet? Do you want the entire Cat People tribe to go to hell?" A man in a white robe shouted loudly, his voice resounding through the heavens and the earth, his celestial realm cultivation pressing down on the Cat People, making it hard for them to breathe.

Standing in front of the Cat People's army was an old Cat Person, hunched over, with a beard that reached his chest. He was the leader of the Cat People, Wang Yan. He stroked his beard and said in a deep voice, "Even in death, we Cat People will not be slaves!"

As soon as his words fell, tens of thousands of Cat People began to shout in unison, their voices resounding loudly, as if they were about to lift the sky.

"Don't waste time with them. Let's wipe them out today!"

"Nonsense! We want the Cat People alive, not dead! "

"Hmph, keep the female and young Cat People alive, and execute all the male Cat People!"

"The Cat People are full of treasures!"

The cultivators were discussing, and their gazes towards the Cat People seemed to be looking at prey.

Wang Yan felt sorrow in his heart. In the past, the Cat People were a sharp blade of the human race. Now, the glory of the Holy Court was no longer there, and the human race, after being suppressed by the immortals and gods, began to harm their former allies. What a chilling thing to witness.

Most importantly, in order to cover up the shame of the human race in the past, the Holy Court did not even publicly announce the previous war between humans and gods, leading to the current human cultivators not knowing their place, thinking they could rule over all races.

"Clan leader, activate the formation and start the battle!"

A burly Cat Person over two meters tall behind Wang Yan shouted in a deep voice. His muscles swelled, and with his lion-like brown hair, he gave off a fierce beastly feeling.

The Cat People roared along with him, not afraid of the alliance of cultivators outnumbering them.

"Good! Let's fight!"

Wang Yan was also stirred up, and he slammed his staff on the ground, and a green demonic power spread out from him to all the Cat People.

Boom! Boom! Boom...

One by one, the Cat People burst with demonic power, various colors of demonic power overflowing from their bodies, gathering above their heads, causing the cultivators' faces to change.

The man in the white robe quickly waved his hand and shouted, "Attack!"

As the words fell, tens of thousands of cultivators suspended behind him and tens of thousands of low-level cultivators on the grassland swarmed towards the cat people tribe like a swarm of bees.

At that moment, the cat people's demonic power quickly condensed into a giant cat-like form, which turned out to be the majestic cat person stone statue behind them on the mountain.

"The Blade of the War God, indestructible!"

A heart-stirring roar resounded through the heavens and the earth. The cat-shaped figure formed by demonic power suddenly swung its sword, and a slash as long as a thousand meters swept out like a crescent moon, sending tens of thousands of cultivators of the cat people tribe flying, and the following cultivators were frightened and stopped in their tracks.

"Don't be afraid! Keep going! The battle spirit of the cat people tribe won't last long!"

The man in white robe quickly shouted, and as he spoke, he took out a trident and charged towards the cat people tribe, unleashing the aura of a celestial realm, causing the weather to change.

Like a white rainbow, tearing through the sky, carrying an unstoppable oppressive force, it attacked the cat people tribe.

With a thunderous roar!

The man in the white robe pierced the cat person's battle spirit with his trident, sparks flying, and the powerful impact force made thousands of cat people below kneel down involuntarily.

"Children of the cat people tribe, even if we die, we must die with dignity!"

Wang Yan angrily shouted, and his elderly body suddenly swelled and became burly, unleashing the aura of the second level of the celestial realm, making the cat person's battle spirit even more solid.

The cat person's battle spirit suddenly shook its arms, and the powerful force sent the man in the white robe flying. [End of this chapter]