Tomb raiding: Today is another day I don't want to go home.

Chapter 88 Two Yanxu

Severed limbs and congealed blood covered the white marble bricks beneath the snow. For the first time, the usually solemn square for the succession ceremony was adorned with such a glaring and flamboyant color.

Although Yan Xi was suppressed again by Yan Zhe's clan leader seal, the hatred and anger rooted deep in Yan Huai's consciousness did not diminish in the slightest. If Yan Chen were to rely solely on his own strength, the best outcome would be a mutual defeat for both of them.

Moreover, the Wang family's offensive seems to be getting fiercer. Blindly defending will only lead to the needless loss of the Azure Dragon Clan's lives. Therefore, the most urgent task now is to bring the irrational Yan Huai back to his senses. However, the barrage of claws scratching at him prevented Yan Chen from even casting a Soul-Suppressing Spell. He shouldn't have been soft-hearted in the first place...

Yan Chen was filled with regret at this moment for not knocking Yan Huai unconscious and taking him away when the succession ceremony ended. Now he had fallen into the pit he had dug himself, and the feeling was simply unbearable!

"All members of the Azure Dragon Clan, cover the Clan Chief's retreat!" Yan Chen gritted his teeth and intercepted Yan Huai's attacking claws, then gave an unusual order to the Azure Dragon Clan members who were surrounded by the Wang family, "Yan Xu, Yan Meng, come and help!"

"Yes!"

Loyalty is indeed in the blood of the Azure Dragon Clan, but they are not blindly loyal. The ferocity and evil aura emanating from Yan Huai right now are already signs of bloodline mutation as recorded in the annals. If his consciousness is not awakened in time, he is very likely to collapse and die due to mental disorder.

Under the cover of the other clansmen, Yan Chen and the others quickly drew blood to set up an array, but the array, which was wrapped in wind blades, shattered when it landed on Yan Huai, and the restriction on him only lasted for a moment.

Upon seeing this, Yan Chen's pupils constricted slightly. After dodging Yan Huai's attack, he once again formed hand seals, exchanged glances with the clansmen who were suffering from the backlash of the formation, and together they cast a soul-suppressing spell. This time, they all used their heart's blood...

Yan Zhe and Gu Ling's perilous encounter has become an obsession for Yan Huai, and Yan Xi's opportunistic intrusion has further intensified this obsession's influence on Yan Huai. To bring him to his senses, the only option is to minimize Yan Huai's hatred and anger as much as possible.

“Ah Huai…” The faces of the people who set up the formation, including Yan Chen, turned deathly pale, and a faint bloody light shone through the dark blue-green formation patterns.

"When I went to Chuanjiang before, I found a great place where we could have a good sparring match, but I didn't have time to tell you... so you wouldn't come with me!"

“Ah Huai, haven’t you always been curious about the forging materials of the Branding Blade? Actually, it’s not a big deal to tell you.”

As Yan Chen spoke, he subtly walked up to Yan Huai: "I've always had a problem... Every year I get older, a scale falls off my body. The Branding Blade was forged from those scales. I have many more, all hidden at the foot of Branding Mountain."

Yan Huai felt a chill rise in his chest, his raised dragon claw paused, and his black mist-filled pupils showed a moment of confusion.

Seeing this, Yan Chen knew it had worked, so he continued, "With your personality, if I told you, you'd probably laugh at me for centuries! You might even think I'm abnormal and slowly distance yourself from me..."

Yan Huai's brow furrowed involuntarily, as if he were denying Yan Chen's words. He stood straight in the center of the formation, his senses gradually becoming clearer, and he felt the coolness spreading to his limbs.

"Now you know why there are patterns of my scales on the branding knife, right? I originally wanted to make you a knife too, but I was afraid you would notice something, so I kept putting it off."

With his eyes still shrouded in a layer of black mist, Yan Huai met Yan Chen's eyes. Although he was not fully awake, he did not make another move.

Yan Chen breathed a sigh of relief. He quietly made a hand seal behind his back and then placed a small array on Yan Huai's chest, which temporarily slowed down the speed at which the black mist invaded the latter's heart meridian.

Then, a swift chop to the back of Yan Huai's neck was delivered with full force – indeed, Yan Chen had never thought this kid was so troublesome before!

Yan Chen sat down in the direction Yan Huai had slumped over. He took a few breaths, glanced at the Wang family members who were barely kept out by their clansmen, and then looked at the sky above the Kunlun Snow Peak. The Wang family's phoenix bloodline should not be able to condense into a beast body, so their defenses in the air were limited.

"Transform into human form and take him to the Qinling Mountains!"

"Yes!"

A group of clansmen covered the rear, while Yanchen, Yanxu, and Yanmeng transformed into dragons. After breaking through the fire wall built by the Wang family, they continued their journey without stopping, heading straight towards the Qinling Mountains.

Yan Huai was always carried on Yan Chen's back. Whether it was distrust or wariness, Yan Chen always felt that something was watching Yan Huai...

As it turned out, Yan Chen's intuition was correct.

While passing over the Qilian Mountains, some of the dozens of azure dragons in the procession fell from the sky.

"little six!"

"What happened?" Yan Chen had no choice but to stop and ask.

"Xiao Liu is falling through the air!" Before Canglong finished speaking, his figure had already swooped down, and Xiao Liu, who was falling through the air, was barely caught just before crashing into the mountain peak.

"Yanchen, most of the clansmen in the group have suffered serious injuries. Although the clan chief is currently unconscious, he is not in serious condition for the time being. Should we stop and rest for a while?"

Yan Xu hesitated for a moment before speaking. Even though the Azure Dragon Clan had been passed down for tens of thousands of years, they were still just flesh and blood. The Wang family's surprise attack was well-prepared, while they had become somewhat lax during the succession ceremony, which led to their current disheveled escape, with very few clansmen remaining...

The plea in his voice was obvious, and Yan Chen could easily hear it. He glanced at the unconscious Yan Huai on his back, then turned his gaze back to his clansmen behind him. In the end, he gave in: "Find a dense forest in the Qilian Mountains to rest for a quarter of an hour."

"Yes!"

Meanwhile, hundreds of kilometers away by a lake, a hurried man darted out of a tent and quickly ran behind Wang Tong. Upon closer inspection, the man's appearance was strikingly similar to Yan Xu's.

"Patriarch! I've sensed Yanxu's location; they're deep in the Qilian Mountains!"

"Send a message to everyone to get to the Qilian Mountains as quickly as possible!"

A glint of light flashed in Wang Tong's eyes. After giving instructions to his trusted aides, he turned around and patted "Yan Xu" on the shoulder with a hint of approval. "You did a good job this time. You're much more sensible than your twin brother! You'll definitely get your share of the benefits once this is done."

"Then Yanqi thanks the patriarch in advance! The patriarch is very wise and understanding. It was his own foolishness that Yanxu did not join your ranks!" Yanqi smiled obsequiously, spitting at his own brother as he spoke.

Wang Tong nodded with a smile, but when Yan Qi bowed his head, a hint of impatience and murderous intent rose in his eyes...