The ghost-faced old man’s pupils contracted slightly, and he took a step forward.
After taking a few steps forward, he stepped lightly on the ground and leaped up. He stood in mid-air, and his grey robe fluttered without the presence of wind.
He interlocked his fingers and constantly made gestures. A mysterious and indescribable aura rippled through the underground palace. His body was shrouded in mists, and he looked like a deity.
All of a sudden, it began to rain heavily in the underground palace. Like pouring water, a ripple formed by a curtain of rain enveloped the tower in the underground palace.
“Senior Brother, this… This phenomenon…” Du Xie’s eyes flickered, and there was a faint trace of worry on his face. He had profound attainments in numeracy, and he was well-versed in the great path of life. By integrating with his abilities, he could even deduce the fate of a Ruler. Naturally, he understood the meaning of this phenomenon—it was unfathomable!
Generally speaking, when divination was performed, there would be a phenomenon in the world, which proved that the person was involved in a wide range of causes and effects. He was protected by heaven’s secrets and could not be spoken of.
The ghost-faced old man sucked in a deep breath and said coldly, “Using the Shaman Tribe’s blood essence as a guide, open!”
At that moment, a red whirlwind blew in the underground palace. Beast-like hairs were pulled out with brute force, and they were stained with red blood. These strands of hair blotted out the sky and covered the space. The instant one saw it, cold air would seep out of one’s bone marrow, and one’s body would shudder such that even hair would stand on their end. This was a sign of extermination.
The ghost-faced old man’s right hand was held upside down between his eyebrows, and his middle finger was deep in his flesh. His body exuded a strange and indescribable aura.
He raised his left hand and waved it in the air. Subsequently, he pushed it outward and roared, “Wind, rise!”
His voice seemed to be tainted with the power of ghosts and gods. After he finished, violent winds rose from the ground in the underground palace. Horned dragons that were formed by hurricanes swept up the sky and directly dispersed the red mists in the underground palace.
The ghost-faced old man’s gaze did not change. He casually looked at the flowers blooming in front of the courtyard, then he stepped on the void and soared into the sky.
All of a sudden, thunder exploded, and plenty of red hairs turned upside down.
The old man only felt a pair of red eyes staring at him in the dark. His body froze, and the blood in his veins seemed to be frozen. A fear that he had never felt before swept over him.
Without any hesitation, he threw his head back and shouted, “I shall use my blood to see our fate!”
As soon as he finished, he spat out 3 mouthfuls of blood essence consecutively, looking like a mad demon. 6 simple turtle shells with ancient auras flew out. Once they were stained with the blood essences, they came to life, and they shone with boundless multicolored light.
While he spoke, he swung his right hand, and the turtle shells turned into 6 red horned dragons that shook the sky.
They let out shrill cries and struggled as they charged into the sky.
From afar, it looked like burning meteors were piercing into the sky in a resolute manner, wanting to blast a hole in the sky above all the spirits. At the spur of the moment, something odd happened. The fine red hairs scattered in the air seemed to be pulled by a mysterious power, and they spun together in a way that defied common sense. 1, 2… Countless red hairs wrapped around each other, and in the end, they turned into a large hand that released a murderous aura and pounced on the 6 dragons. The big hand was blood-red, and there was a fearsome fluctuation on it as if it had come out of hell.
With a light pinch, the ghost-faced elder directly crushed a blood dragon.
Drops of blood rained down, painting the underground palace red.
The ghost-faced old man’s expression was unprecedentedly solemn, and his lifeless pupils began to spin.
In an instant, the blood dragons’ speed increased explosively to the point that it was difficult for the naked eye to catch them.
After a while, one of the dragons charged through the sky, and a turtle shell fell.
“Junior Brother, remember this. Find a person called Ou Yangming; he can help the Shamans get through this disaster.” The voice sounded incredibly weak, and there was even a faint sense of decay in it.
Before Du Xie could answer, a red whirlwind blew past.
By the time the whirlwind disappeared, the ghost-faced old man had disappeared from the underground palace.
There was only a Yin-Yang Fish hanging upside down in the sky. The light was dim, and a cool breeze blew past the underground palace. The Shaman Tribe’s master felt a rare sense of loss. He sat quietly for about 15 minutes before he slowly stood up.
He bowed toward the air and said bitterly, “Senior Brother, farewell.”
Du Xie staggered out of the underground palace, and his back gave off a desolate feeling.
He had just come out of the underground palace but before he could sit, a short yet powerful knock on the door broke the silence.
“Come in!” He rubbed the space between his eyebrows and said in a low voice.
Soon, an old man who was 16 meters tall walked in. He was wearing a beast robe, which made him darker than the rest of the members of the Shamans. Every inch of his skin looked like it was made of steel. It flickered with a dim light and looked very tough.
Du Xie stood up right away and questioned sternly, “Why are you here?”
Du Ran’s voice was rough as he asked, “Clan Master, the Manhu Tribe 5,000 kilometers away has been slaughtered! From 2-year-old children to 100-year-old women, none of them survived. It was as if they were forcefully wiped away by an irresistible force. Not a single trace was left behind.” He sat down on a chair and seemed somewhat dispirited.
“Is the news true?” Du Xie’s voice was dry.
“I saw it with my own eyes. It’s absolutely true,” Du Ran answered.
The burning lamp in the room emitted a golden light, and the wick of the lamp let out a hissing sound.
Nonetheless, the 2 of them did not say anything and fell into a dead silence.
Du Xie understood that the real disaster of the Shaman Tribe had arrived. Since this mysterious powerhouse could silently slaughter the entire Manhu Tribe, what about the Shaman Tribe? Even though the Ancient Shamans were creatures of the primal chaos and had once suppressed all the worlds in the universe, the surviving members of the tribe were all collateral members with Bloodline Powers that were not as powerful. All the cultivation techniques to train their bodies had been lost, and their battle prowess was only on par with the Dragons and the Phoenixes. They no longer had the glory from ancient times.
Against the Qiongqi Tribe, they would not need to be too afraid because of the existence of the natal oath. However, if they were going against the mysterious and mighty enemy?
Given what the powerhouse had done, he must at least be a Ruler who had comprehended the power of laws.
After a moment of silence, Du Xie forcefully exhaled the turbid air in his chest and said softly, “Du Ran, announce that we’ll search for a human named Ou Yangming within 5,000 kilometers of the Shaman Tribe. Also, open our formation and raise our vigilance. We’ll be ready for battle at any time.”
“I understand.” Du Ran nodded hard.
He was very puzzled as to why they were looking for a human named Ou Yangming, but he had unconditional trust in the clan master.
This was because the clan master was the strongest person in their tribe, hence he surely knew the most. This was also the truth. The clan master of the Shaman Tribe had to travel across thousands of worlds to hone the impetuousness in his heart.
Once the order was passed down, the Shaman Tribe began to work and burst out with energies that made people’s hearts palpitate.
Of course, Ou Yangming did not know anything about this.
At this moment, he was bringing Lil’ Red closer to the ends of the world. He did not even know that Feng Xinxiao had entered the heart of origins.
The horns on Big Yellow’s head grew longer but for some reason, his physical body had shrunk a lot. That said, the aura on his body became stronger. Out of the blue, the big yellow dog cleared his throat and asked, “Lil’ Ming, what happened after you entered the Big Ruins? Why have you broken through to become a Venerable One by the time I saw you?” He had wanted to ask this question for a long time, and he finally could not hold it in anymore.
Lil’ Red also got up and squatted on Big Yellow’s shoulder as he listened attentively.
Ou Yangming smiled, and a thoughtful look appeared in his eyes.
He said softly, “I only opened a medicinal pill workshop there. What happened after that happened naturally.” As he said this, he thought of He Jian, who carried a sword case on his back and did not like to talk. He thought of Jiang Qingcheng, who called him an uncle, and he thought of Lil’ Man, who wanted to take back what belonged to him. He wondered how they were doing at the moment.
“It’s that simple?” Big Yellow did not believe it and shook his head like a rattle-drum.
Ou Yangming cleared his throat and imitated Big Yellow’s behavior. He coughed heavily and added, “The many principles in this world are closely related to “greatness comes from simplicity”. You’re too stubborn.” As he said that, he deliberately showed an unfathomable expression.
Only in front of the people closest to him would he show such an expression.
Otherwise, he would always be dressed in white and stand with a smile. This kind of smile represented a distance that was difficult for people to get close to him. Moreover, he did everything meticulously as if he would never make a mistake.
The Heavenly Phoenix Fire only gave Ou Yangming a chance to change his fate. The most important thing was to rely on himself.
If it were not for his unremitting efforts, he would not have reached this stage no matter what. Success would not happen fortuitously.
Big Yellow shook his head hard again. He did not believe it…
He felt that if he understood Ou Yangming’s deeds in the Big Ruins, he would have more confidence in front of King Kong and the goshawk. The last time, after he told them about the young fellow’s stories in the lower realm, he was still brooding about it. This was why he started to inquire further. Who knew, the young fellow answered the big yellow dog’s question so half-heartedly, which made him unhappy.
Ou Yangming smiled bitterly and spread out his hands. “It’s true. It’s just that I met some people after that, and some things happened.”
“What happened?” Big Yellow’s interest was immediately piqued.
Ou Yangming ended up telling Big Yellow and Lil’ Red everything as he could not take it anymore. The warm memories of the Longevity Alley, the interesting event of refining pills in the Governor’s Residence, the rage when he encountered blood horned dragons slaughtering a village, and the danger of forcefully killing the Blood Flood Dragons’ prince. All in all, he told them everything. After hearing about the events, Big Yellow and Lil’ Red were terrified. Especially when the young fellow talked about how he was forced into a desperate situation by the Venerable Blood Horned Dragon, the hearts of the 2 beasts jumped to their throats.
They began to look at Ou Yangming differently.
Out of the 4 beasts, Big Yellow had spent the longest time with Ou Yangming, and their minds were connected. He knew the hardships that the young fellow had gone through, but he still did not expect that in just a few months, the fellow had experienced so much. In fact, Ou Yangming had experienced life-threatening situations.
Big Yellow gently rubbed his eyes and raised his head.
He thought to himself. ‘Others only see a God-favored one who’s able to suppress the heavens, but no one understands how much he has sacrificed and endured for this honor. How could there be so many geniuses in this world? One can only work tirelessly and persevere.’
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