Chapter 917
Usually, when important people made an entrance, they would be followed by many to demonstrate their status to be distinguished from the herd . It was understandable that people would appear to be more domineering when followed by a group .
But Lu Li came with no one . He faced with an army of ten million on his own and the beast alone . The Dragon Demon's evil spirit overwhelmed the army . This way of entrance was more astounding .
Many Feather Race warriors had already lost the will to fight because of Lu Li's intimidating reputation . At the moment, more had the urge to run away . If one of them had, it was possible that over half would have abandoned their posts .
Could anyone fight that gigantic beast? Lu Li had defeated the Asmodian Lord . Was there anyone else here that could hurt Lu Li?
No Feather Race warrior knew the answer . But one thing was clear to them . Behind them was the Valley of Feather and the Mountain of Wings where the princes and the princesses were at . The royals were all in the valley . The warriors could not run and should not run!
"Bang!"
Lu Li stopped, less a mile away from the valley . He was not far from the army, a bit over a mile . Those at the front felt suffocated . They had flown down and stood on the ground, silently .
Lu Li used psychic power to check the Valley of Feather . Faintly, he could sense the presence of a yellow shield . He also sensed Lu Zhengyang and the others . They were alive, to Lu Li's relief . He was not too late .
He had Lu Zhengyang's jade talisman of life in his hand and it was still intact . Lu Li knew that as long as he could defeat the army and powerful Feather Race warriors in front of him, he could save Lu Zhengyang and the others and won the battle .
He did not take rash actions, though . The past experience of Lu Zhengyang showed Lu Li that any type of ignorance could throw him into trouble and eternal doom .
He used psychic power to glance through the army, but he was not worried . It was an army of a large population, which might seem to be formidable . However, to Lu Li, they were nothing other than nobodies . Many warriors were only at the human's Fate Wheel or External Realm . Those warriors had no real powers . The Dragon Demon could overcome them with spirit alone .
Then, Lu Li checked the Valley of Feather, from where he sensed the presence of powers . Those that he could call powerful must be above the Earth Immortal Realm . He could vaguely tell that there were thirty to forty Earth Immortal Realm warriors in the valley . Some were concealed .
"The Feather Race must have gathered almost all their powerful warriors here . "
Lu Li thought to himself . This was a battle related to the survival of the Feather Race . It was only natural that the powerful warriors would come . Back at the Ocean Land of the East, when Lu Li thought there must be very few powerful warriors, some had come . This was a similar situation .
Lu Li then turned to the Mountain of Wings and the statue of God of Wings on the peak . He was not far away from the Mountain of Wings so he could see the statue clearly and he could tell there was someone standing in front of the castle next to the statue .
"Those must be the big shots of the Feather Race . "
A glint of coldness rose in Lu Li's eyes . He had developed a plan . Destroy the leader and the gang would collapse . He would not start the rescue effort in such a hurry . He must kill or capture the big shots first to avoid falling into any traps .
After some thoughts, Lu Li yelled in the ancient language, "Who is the leader of the Feather Race? Come out!"
Lu Li used Dragon's Roars . His voice was as loud as the thunder roared . Space was trembling . Many Feather Race warriors fell down . Fierce wind bellowed . It was like his roar had upset the world and led to great changes .
Truth be told, Lu Li's realm was not high . He was merely at the middle stage of the Human Sovereign Realm and was about to reach the later stage . To many Feather Race powerful warriors, this realm was nothing worth mentioning . Even so, Lu Li was standing on the head of the Dragon Demon and his fame was intimidating . His roar instilled more fear into the Feather Race .
"Swish, swish, swish~"
Many Feather Race looked back to those standing on the Mountain of Wings . Those were the most honorable of the Feather Race . The leaders were there .
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