Ling Yun also did not miss the body of the Crocodile King and put it away as well.
This old monster that has lived for thousands of years can be said to be full of treasures, which can be used to refine elixirs or weapons.
The demons below are becoming more and more suffocated.
The power of Ling Yun can truly be said to be invincible under the true soul.
"Hua Xiaohe."
Ling Yun ignored the other monsters and came to Hua Xiaohe in a flash.
He had not planned to have much interaction with the Yu Clan before.
Although the demon cultivators from the Yu tribe were all very talented, they were not of the same mind as him, and he did not want to waste too much energy trying to conquer them.
It's different now.
He received the ancestral seal of the Yu Clan and the inheritance of many ancestors of the Yu Clan, so the Yu Clan could not help but surrender to him.
Under such circumstances, he would naturally not let go of Hua Xiaohe, a genius from the Feather Clan.
"gentlemen."
Hua Xiaohe was extremely excited.
She doesn't have the same prejudice against humans as other monsters.
Mainly in recent years, the Yu clan has been living a miserable life. They were besieged and killed by other demon clans, and even the Mei clan, whom they took refuge in, plotted against them.
Therefore, the Yu clan really has no sense of belonging to the demon clans.
Instead, it was Ling Yun, a human being, who saved the Yu tribe from extinction.
This resulted in Hua Xiaohe not having any prejudice against Ling Yun like other demons.
"I'm going to Feiyu City again, how about you?"
Ling Yun said.
Hearing this, before Hua Xiaohe could answer, Murong Wan said hurriedly: "Mr. Ling, I plan to take Xiaohe to the Yuantu Demon Clan..." She was still a little angry, so her tone was urgent.
But when Ling Yun glanced at her coldly, she suddenly felt excited.
She could ridicule Ling Yun before because she thought Ling Yun was a nobody.
But now, she has seen Ling Yun's terrifying strength, how dare she offend Ling Yun.
Her heart immediately trembled, and she said in awe: "Sir, don't get me wrong, I have absolutely no dissatisfaction with you, sir. It's just that the Yuantu Demon Clan not only has abundant resources, but also an ancient Yu Clan inheritance.
Xiao He's own qualifications are very ordinary, and he will only become more mediocre if he stays in the Yu Clan. Only by joining the Yuan Tu Demon Clan can he have a chance to become stronger."
"The inheritance of the Feather Clan?"
Ling Yun smiled faintly, "Which inheritance are you talking about?
Is it "Silver Wing Art", "New Moon Art", or "Shadow in the Sky"?"
Murong Wan's expression suddenly changed: "Sir, how do you know the lost skills of my Yu clan?"
These ancient skills of the Yu Clan have long been lost, and even most members of the Yu Clan don't know them.
Even if she learned about it from the remaining ancient books of the Yu Clan, how did Ling Yun know?
Ling Yun didn't let her guess any more. He turned his hand over and took out the Yu Clan's ancestral seal.
"This is?"
At first, Murong Wan did not recognize this seal.
But when Ling Yun slightly moved his ancestral seal, the latter released a burst of golden light, which condensed into a pair of golden wings in the air. Murong Wan's pupils immediately contracted.
"ancestral seal!"
Murong Wan exclaimed in surprise.
Hua Xiaohe also looked shocked.
As a member of the Yu Clan, you may not know about those ancient inheritances, but you all know about the ancestral seal.
The ancestral seal is something that the Yu tribe believes in.
It is rumored that this ancestral seal contains the blood of the Feathered Demon God.
After every Yu clan member is born, their parents will let them remember the characteristics of their ancestral seal.
It's just that the ancestral seal disappeared with the disappearance of the ancestors of the Yu clan.
For thousands of years, the Yu clan has never stopped searching for the ancestral seal, but there is still no information.
Murong Wan and Hua Xiaohe did not expect to see the ancestral seal in Ling Yun's hands.
After the shock, Murong Wan looked at Ling Yun in confusion: "Sir, may I ask why you have the ancestral seal of my Yu clan in your hand?"
"You don't need to know this, you just need to know that the Yu Clan's ancestral seal is in my hand."
Ling Yun said calmly.
Murong Wan took a deep breath.
Then, she bowed to Ling Yun and said: "Sir, the ancestral seal of the Yu Clan plays an extremely important role to our Yu Clan. I hope that sir can return the ancestral seal to our Yu Clan.
In this case, our Yu clan will regard you as our greatest benefactor, and we will never forget this kindness for generations to come."
"You want me to return the ancestral seal?"
Ling Yun seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
This Murong Wan really wants to eat shit.
With the treasure in his hands, and it was dug out by him, the Yu clan still wants to go back?
"Sir, it stands to reason that the ancestral seal is in your hands, and I have no right to let you return."
Murong Wan did not dare to offend Ling Yun and said humbly: "But only our Yu Clan can refine and use the ancestral seal, leaving it in your hands is of no use..." Before she finished speaking, her expression suddenly became dull.
Ling Yun threw the ancestral seal in his hand, and the ancestral seal flew into the air and expanded rapidly.
In the blink of an eye, the ancestral seal expanded to the size of a mountain, pressing against a small hill dozens of miles away.
Boom! That small hill was directly crushed by the ancestral seal.
Then Ling Yun made another move with his hand, and the ancestral seal returned to his hand.
What Murong Wan said is indeed correct.
If it were an ordinary creature, even a strong man in the world of high martial arts would not be able to refine this Yu Clan's ancestral seal.
Because there really is the blood of gods in this Yu clan's ancestral seal.
But this is not a problem for Ling Yun.
Previously in the ancestral tomb, Ling Yun had only released the aura of his soul slightly, but the will in the god's blood was so frightened that he let Ling Yun refine it.
Murong Wan didn't know this and immediately misunderstood when she saw this scene.
"How can this be?
Sir, you are a human being, how can you refine the ancestral seal of my Yu clan?"
Murong Wan couldn't understand.
After a while, she seemed to have thought of something, her eyes brightened and she said, "Could it be that, senior, you actually have the blood of my Yu clan in your body?"
Ling Yun did not explain, but said coldly: "Murong Wan, do you still have any objections to me taking Hua Xiaohe back to the Yu Clan?"
Murong Wan felt excited all over, and then she quickly pulled Hua Xiaohe to kneel down.
"The ancestral training of the Yu Clan and the person holding the ancestral seal will be the master of the Yu Clan."
Murong Wan said respectfully: "Since Sir holds the ancestral seal, the heads of the Yu Clan must listen to Sir. How can Murong Wan dare to have any objection to Sir's decision?"
"kindness."
Ling Yun nodded, rolled up his sleeves and left with Xiao He.
Below, Murong Wan looked with complicated eyes.
In her heart, she also had the idea of following Ling Yun back to the Yu Clan.
The reappearance of the ancestral seal seems to mean that the Yu clan is about to reappear in glory.
"Junior sister, you must not be impulsive."
Seemingly sensing her thoughts, Gu Jianli hurriedly said: "I admit that Mr. Ling is very strong, but I think you also know the background of my Yuan Tu Demon Clan, and the Brahma Clan is stronger than my Yuan Tu Demon Clan.
Mr. Ling has now completely offended these forces, so it is really not a wise move for you to return to the Yu Clan with him now."
Hearing Gu Jianli's words, Murong Wan sighed helplessly.
In the end, she resisted the urge.
Gu Jianli was right, Ling Yun was in an extremely dangerous situation now.
It's not that she was afraid that she would be buried with the Yu clan.
But if the Yu Clan really faces a desperate situation, she can still keep the fire for the Yu Clan by staying outside.
At the same moment, the news in Borneo Mountain swept across the entire upper realm of Huangquan like a storm.