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"Nephew, the treasure is wonderful, but it also carries danger!"
"That young boy from Stone Village defeated me, the strongmen of my clan, and the strongmen of the Thunder Clan, Golden Wolf Tribe, and other clans whose strength was not much different from mine."
"They beat us so badly that we were completely powerless to fight back, and we couldn't even fathom how powerful they truly were!"
"Moreover, within that Stone Village, there is an ancient deity, a powerful sacrificial spirit whom the people of Stone Village call the Willow God."
"If my nephew cannot simultaneously defeat seven beings like myself, and more than forty beings slightly inferior to me."
"You must never go to that demonic land!"
At this point, Zishan Shou, his eyes wide, roared at Zishan Hou, who was shrouded in dense purple flames, making it impossible to even see his face clearly:
"Nephew, I can't hold on any longer! Quickly, take my brain and read my memories!!"
Upon hearing this, Marquis Zishan, whose entire body was enveloped in purple flames, opened his lips and spoke:
"Farewell, Uncle."
"brush!!"
The moment the words left his mouth, Marquis Zishan launched a fierce attack.
Just as Zishan Shou had requested, he reached out and sliced off Zishan Shou's skull.
Then, using a secret technique, he reached out and grabbed at Zishan Shou's still writhing brain.
The moment the palm covered in purple flames touched Zishan Shou's brain marrow.
Images immediately appeared before the eyes of Marquis Zishan.
"A sacrificial spirit of god-like status, yet trapped in a near-eternal slumber."
"A boy who looks no more than six or seven years old, whose cultivation level has not yet reached the Cave Heaven Realm, yet is terrifyingly strong..."
"Dahuangshi Village, that's interesting..."
At the same time, on a vast, boundless lake, as large as the sea.
The Jiao Clan, riding their scaled horses, galloped over, carrying the completely stunned Jiao Peng, and rushed into the sacred island of Luofu Great Swamp. As soon as they stepped onto the sacred island, Jiao Peng burst into tears, howling and wailing out everything that had happened.
"Roar!!!"
"Kill my Jiao clan members, slaughter my Jiao clan dragons!"
"This is truly outrageous!!"
In an instant, a roar resounded from the core of the sacred island of Luofu Great Swamp, sounding like that of an ancient savage dragon. A fierce aura burst forth, shaking the boundless waters and sending towering waves soaring into the sky.
One after another, dragons stirred up storms and roared with their heads held high.
Carrying powerful dragon clan members, it broke through the air.
Clearly, neither the Zishan Clan nor the Jiao Clan took Yun Zheng's warning to heart.
Upon returning to his clan, he immediately informed them of the heavy losses his clan had suffered in Stone Village and the fact that Stone Village possessed a major secret.
Not only the Zishan Clan, but also the Jiao Clan of Luofu Great Swamp.
In the Golden Wolf tribe, the tall, imposing old patriarch, whose pupils were almost turning pale gold, nodded.
Two beams of golden lightning flashed from his eyes as he spoke:
"The people of my Golden Wolf tribe cannot die in vain."
"Kill to pay for life, debt to pay for money!"
"Those who killed members of my Golden Wolf tribe, repay with those secret treasures and medicinal formulas!"
"So what if a spirit possesses the title of a god!"
"My Golden Wolf tribe has plenty of them!"
“I’ll go and invite the divine wolf to come along as well.”
Although the Golden Wolf Tribe lacks a king-level warrior to command it, it still gathers tens of millions of people and occupies vast tracts of fertile land.
The reason for this is that the Golden Wolf tribe worships a spirit with the title of a god—the Divine Wolf!
The old chieftain of the Golden Wolf tribe was decisive and acted immediately.
That very day, he carried a large number of offerings and ventured deep into the grasslands.
Several days later, a loud wolf howl echoed from the depths of the grassland.
Immediately following, a golden hurricane rushed out from the depths of the vast grassland.
Almost simultaneously, renowned figures from all corners of the land, such as the Lord of the Thunder Clan, the Marquis of Purple Mountain, the Lord of the Dragon Clan of Luofu Great Swamp, and the Old Chieftain of the Golden Wolf Tribe, emerged one after another.
Leading his strongest warriors, they gathered at Gushan Town.
Looking at those powerful figures at the level of kings and marquises, who had rushed over because of the strange movements in the Cangmang Mountains and thought it was the birth of a mountain treasure, they were instantly filled with shock.
Some, with self-awareness, believed that although they were exceptionally talented, they were too young to compete with these established powerhouses, and some even chose to leave Lonely Mountain Town.
However, all of this had nothing to do with the group of powerful figures at the king and marquis level who had gathered in Gushan Town.
They came for only one purpose: to see the divine spirit of Stone Village.
They obtained the secret method by which Stone Village could cultivate genius-level juniors and peerless prodigies in just a few years.
"boom!!"
Purple light burst forth, the kings and nobles of the Purple Mountain Clan,
Standing atop the mountains, about a hundred miles from Gushan Town
The Purple Mountain Clan King, who had suppressed the purple flames on his body and shattered mountains the moment he landed, raised his eyes and looked towards the Stone Village behind Lonely Mountain Town.
"What a strange willow tree."
"Even with my keen eyesight, I could sense fear and terror."
“If this willow tree hadn’t suffered a great calamity and was now dormant, I wouldn’t have dared to approach this stone village.”
The king of the Purple Mountain Clan, his eyes filled with runes, traveled a hundred miles to investigate the Stone Village from afar.
Zhou Xuan, who was sitting cross-legged under the charred willow tree, slowly opened his tightly closed eyes and glanced at the shattered mountains of the Purple Mountain Clan's king a hundred miles away.
Slowly turning his head, he looked towards the direction of the mighty river that seemed like the sharpest divine blade, forcefully splitting the primeval forest in two.
The moment Zhou Xuan turned his gaze.
A ferocious dragon's roar suddenly erupted from the surging river.
Immediately following, the lord of the Luofu Great Swamp Jiao Clan, like a ferocious dragon emerging from the earth, burst through the river water and slowly appeared from the thick fog formed by the countless water droplets.
The lord of the dragon clan, whose form was concealed by the mist, pierced through the thick fog with eyes that seemed to penetrate mountains and rivers, and looked toward the direction of Stone Village:
"It's just an ordinary little mountain village, yet it has caused so many of my Jiao clan's experts to fall into its trap?"
At the same time, a golden hurricane violently and explosively crashed into the primeval forest.
Its ferocity was overwhelming, and its power was astonishing. Even powerful ancient species dared not confront its sharp edge. The moment they came into contact with its aura, they would flee at top speed and retreat three steps away.
After a while,
The old chieftain of the Golden Wolf tribe emerged from the golden hurricane and gazed towards the direction of Stone Village:
"A spirit worshipped in the name of a god—this willow tree is extraordinary!"
"Crack!!!"
Before the old chieftain of the Golden Wolf tribe could finish speaking, he was abruptly cut off by a ferocious bolt of lightning.
Thunderous explosions and flashes of lightning...
A figure, its entire body crackling with massive electric light, suddenly appeared.
The lightning crackled, violently splitting the vast earth and primeval forests, as if speaking out:
"So, you're just going to give up revenge?!"
"Old Wolf!"
"This isn't like you at all!"
"However, if you don't make a move!"
At this point, the strongest member of the Thunder Clan, who had fought alongside the strongest member within a radius of tens of thousands of miles, the Marquis of Purple Mountain, and who was not at a disadvantage, revealed a ferocious smile and spoke:
"Then the secret treasures and medicinal formulas of that mountain village will all belong to my Lei Clan!"
"Crack!!"
After the words fell,
Possessing lightning speed,
They arrived early and observed the Lei clan king of Shicun.
He then activated the Thunderous Treasure Technique, bursting forth and appearing a mile away from Stone Village.
"Everyone says my Golden Wolf tribe are barbarians."
The old chieftain of the Golden Wolf tribe, whose pupils were almost turning pure gold, stared with a grim expression at the Thunder Clan King who had shot out and stood a mile away from Stone Village, and spoke in a muffled voice:
"I think those brainless Thunder Clan bastards are the real barbarians!!"
Beside the old chieftain of the Golden Wolf tribe stood a wolf no more than 1.5 meters tall, yet exuding a terrifying aura. Its fur shimmered with golden light, and even its eyes were golden. Runes flickered in its eyes, and it gave the old chieftain of the Golden Wolf tribe a deep look, radiating a terrifying aura.
The next moment,
The Golden Wolf Tribe's divine wolf, named after a god, transformed into a golden hurricane, engulfing the tribe's old patriarch and the Thunder Tribe's king, who stood facing each other about a mile in front of Stone Village.
"The old wolf has moved!"
Gazing at the Golden Wolf Tribe's divine wolf opposite him, and the Golden Wolf Tribe's old patriarch, who was practically an accessory to the divine wolf, the Thunder Clan King's lips curled into a ferocious smile as he growled:
"Old Jiao, Zishan, if you don't move..."
"This village is no longer for you!"
As soon as the Thunder Clan King finished speaking, a powerful sound of surging water erupted, followed by the roar of the Dragon Clan Lord, who resembled an ancient, savage dragon, as he descended with overwhelming force:
"Many of our clan's powerful warriors have perished; how could I, as the clan leader, not come!"
At the same time, a vast purple sun descended, hovering a mile away from Stone Village, and slowly spoke: