Versatile Mage: Demon Panel, unlimited alchemy

They obey and regard the supreme monarch-level fish as the leader of their tribe, whose two tails are as long as their arms and whose entire body is colored in jet black and pure white.

The flowing water waves formed a Tianshui barrier that was strong enough to resist the head-on attacks of emperor-level demons.

The golden school of fish, led by two fish leaders, are swimming slowly in the ancient rhythm of Yin-Yang Tai Chi fish. Mysterious water currents and ice crystals are constantly rotating, and layers of water chestnut-like lotus-shaped spikes are appearing and disappearing from time to time.

These fish are constantly cruising and guarding the seven-foot-seven-inch-sized nine-colored light shield on the pale blue water. In the star-speckled light shield, a winged crown with a white background and golden patterns is quietly floating.

"The new Feather Emperor has been born?" the leader of the Ink-Black Rhythm Fish whispered.

"Please come to the Heart of the Holy Waterfall to be crowned with the supreme glory that belongs only to you." The leader of the pure white spirit fish said loudly.

"Brother Han Lan, what...what is this?" Jiang Shaoxu asked in surprise.

"They are the spirits of the Holy Waterfall - the agents of the Feather Emperor's coronation ceremony." Han Lan said softly, the Eye of Truth had already revealed all the information about the other party.

Through the overlapping of Han Lan's double pupils, he could sense the kind power emanating from the other party, as well as the endless numbness of being trapped here.

Rather than saying that they are the sacred and noble spirits of the Holy Waterfall in the eyes of ordinary people, it is better to say that they are tired of this kind of life, especially when they see the sense of freedom of Lugia flying up from the sky, the emotion of yearning for freedom in their pupils is particularly strong.

"Do you want to go out and take a look?" Han Lan said softly.

The other party has been baptized in this holy waterfall for countless years and can already speak human language. Similarly, his intelligence should not be too bad, at least he can understand human language.

“This kind of endless protection for such a long time is too lonely. We yearn for freedom all the time.” The leader of the Ink-Black Fish spoke after hesitating for a moment.

“But the lord who established the position of the first Feather Emperor and His Excellency the Holy Totem Suzaku once came here together and asked our tribe to guard this place from generation to generation. This promise cannot be violated.” The leader of the Pure White Spirit Fish said with a bit of helplessness in his tone.

"What if the Feather Emperor is completely ruled by a Feather Clan emperor? The first Feather Emperor was the Moon Moth Phoenix, who has already completed his reincarnation and reconstruction in my territory. I am also planning resources to revive even the holy totem Suzaku Soul. In this case, your rules of generational protection should not be so eternal." Han Lan said with a smile.

Before he finished speaking, Han Lan took out the Suzaku feather robe that had been repaired by the power of the horse and the life force of the Nine-Colored Deer God Xerneas. There were dots of scarlet Suzaku divine flame burning on the feather robe.

Even the soul essence of the remnant soul of the Vermillion Bird residing in it was greatly nourished, at least it was not as weak as when it was just obtained.

In his spare time, the Suzaku Feather Robe is also transformed into a purer soul-repairing strange substance by the large amount of light energy gathered by Han Lan using his Yin-Yang and Five Elements creation ability, which continuously nourishes the extremely weak Suzaku Soul within it.

It’s just that the soul of the holy totem Suzaku also belonged to the dominant emperor during his lifetime. The higher the quality of the soul, the more difficult and costly the repair process will be, just like building a high-rise building, you have to lay a solid foundation for each floor.

At this point, the original power of the Vermillion Bird Soul has only been restored to more than half of its original state, so we can only proceed step by step.

When the two fish leaders, Ink Black Rhythm and Pure White Spirit, saw the holy totem Vermillion Bird Soul in Han Lan's hand, they hurriedly lowered their raised fish heads respectfully to salute, paying the highest respects to the holy totem soul in the air.

"唳~~!!"

A palm-sized crimson bird soul landed on Han Lan's shoulder and combed its feathers. The shadows of the two fish leaders were reflected in its light golden pupils. After a moment, it sighed and nodded.

Han Lan's face straightened as he understood the meaning of the Vermillion Bird Soul Shadow on his shoulder. The scarlet Vermillion Bird Soul Shadow also told him through totemic language how to break the nine-color light shield restriction barrier.

A ray of light that was a superposition of dimensional power and water power flew through the air and hit several weak operating points. The nine-colored light shield restriction barrier trembled a few times and then slowly dissipated. The binding barrier that had previously imprisoned the school of fish in the blue pool had disappeared.

The two fish leaders, Ink Black Rhythm and Pure White Spirit, felt that happiness came too suddenly. They expressed gratitude repeatedly, which seemed unreal. Then, together with the golden fish members of their own group, they bowed and thanked Han Lan and Suzaku Soul Shadow.

Then, the two fish leaders, Ink Black Charm and Pure White Spirit, circled into a black and white divine ring full of divine charm and spiritual aura, and together with the members of their golden fish tribe, they lifted up the winged crown with a white background and golden patterns.

The feather crown with white background and golden patterns sparkled with noble and unusual splendor under the sunlight. It was held up in the air by the two fish leaders, Ink Black Charm and Pure White Spirit, and then solemnly crowned on the head of Lugia, the only feathered creature present.

In an instant, Lugia was bathed in a platinum-colored beam of light, as if he had received a solemn and sacred baptism from the sky. The feather crown with a white background and golden patterns faintly revealed the shadow of a divine bird that blocked out the sky and howled towards the sky. That was the recognition of the Feather Emperor's will.

The scarlet Vermillion Bird soul on Han Lan's shoulder nodded in satisfaction upon seeing this. It would not be a bad thing if the scattered Qinling Feather Demon Tribe had a leader to restrain them.

The palm-sized scarlet Vermillion Bird soul circled around the Holy Waterfall for a few times. After looking around with a hint of reminiscence in its pupils, it returned to its Vermillion Bird feather robe and continued to receive the slow nourishment of the soul repair substance. Han Lan waved his hand and put it into the Demonic Beast Garden.

The feather crown with white background and golden patterns does not bring any power or realm. It is more of a symbol of the identity of the Feather Emperor, and it commands most of the Sky Feather Clan around Qinling Mountains who still follow this ancient etiquette.

Moreover, after the Qinling Feather Demon Clan was mostly restrained by the current Feather Emperor Lugia, the airspace pressure of the surrounding cities could be greatly reduced, freeing up some military mages to deal with the increasingly urgent sea monster crisis on the east coast line and coastal cities.

"唷ho~~!!"

“Roar~~!!!!”

“Roar~~!!!!!!”

Lugia roared out a series of summoning cries from the sky. As the new Feather King, it was commanding all the feather monsters in Qinling Mountains. It was not only announcing that a new Feather King had been born, but also conveying some new rules for feather monsters formulated by Lugia to the Qinling Mountains.

If you dare to disobey, Feather Emperor Lugia will use his own thunderous means to complete a new round of bloody reshuffle.

The cry of the Feather King resounded through the clouds and echoed between heaven and earth. All the members of the Feather Demon clan understood that the sky of the Qinling Feather Demon Tribe had changed again.