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Hearing his granddaughter's voice, Yun Zheng turned his head and looked at the pair of eyes with a smile on his face:
"Huh? What's wrong?"
Yun Zheng was very fortunate that he had not raised his granddaughter to be as arrogant and domineering as Jiao Peng.
This led to his two granddaughters becoming friends with the little boy in Shicun.
He thus learned of Zhou Xuan's terrifying power and left Stone Village ahead of time, escaping a calamity.
Otherwise, I'm afraid my own Yuntian Palace will suffer the same fate as these guys, and be wiped out by those terrifying children.
As the sun sets in the west, the thick black night slowly envelops the world.
As if time had stood still, the Willow God, like all the sacrificial spirits, emitted a hazy halo that enveloped the entire Stone Village.
Protect Stone Village from the attacks of rampaging beasts in the darkness.
As the night, as dark as ink, descended, the panic that had gripped the crowd as they fled Stone Village began to subside.
As the fear subsided, a surge of shame and anger erupted from his chest, rushing straight to his brain.
“Uncle, our Purple Mountain Clan has a vast territory, and our clan leader is the strongest among them. Yet this remote mountain village, which was fortunate enough to be protected by a severely damaged and slumbering ancient god, dares to treat us like this!”
The Zishan clan members responsible for serving and guarding Zishan Shou spoke up indignantly:
"Isn't he afraid that after the ancient gods recover from their injuries and leave, their race will face a great calamity?!"
The Zishan tribe, with its king and nobles in charge, has strict rules and regulations.
Taking Zishan Shou as an example, if Zishan Shou dies, then all the Zishan clan members who serve and guard Zishan Shou must be buried with him.
In other words, Zishan Shou's guards will be subjected to the most terrifying tortures upon their return to the clan.
“That’s right, we must report this to the clan leader!”
The words of the Zishan tribesman, fueled by his impending execution and unable to vent his anger, had barely left his lips when he unconsciously launched into a tirade.
Just now, at the Stone Village, Shi Linhu and Shi Yunfeng, among others, had been pleading humbly for the forgiveness of their Golden Wolf tribe members. Now, their eyes widened as they growled:
"Putting aside everything else, the secret techniques and treasures that can cultivate groups of geniuses are absolutely not to be missed..."
Hearing the harsh words from the crowd, Yun Zheng, hovering a hundred meters above the ground on his snow-feathered apron, shook his head and sighed softly:
"These guys are finished!"
Yun Zheng, who has risen to the rank of King and Marquis, said that even as a King and Marquis, he can hear the voices of these guys.
Let alone Zhou Xuan, who frightens him.
"Qiang!!!"
Sure enough, before he could finish speaking...
Yun Zheng then heard the resounding clang of swords.
follow closely,
But the sword light was as menacing as a blade of grass.
It burst through the air and shot towards us.
"Stab!!"
The sword flashed, and all those who had foul mouths were cut in half.
"Om!!"
Following closely behind were a series of extremely demonic and ferocious vortexes.
The vortex appeared and, in an instant, drained the ruthless man dry.
It wasn't just the fierce ones; the leaders of various tribes were also injured by the ferocious sword light, losing either their hands or having their feet severed.
"If you dare to spout nonsense again..."
At the same time, a chilling voice rang in everyone's ears:
"Kill him!"
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"Buzz!"
As soon as the words were spoken, the sword energy that had filled the sky and earth vanished as if it had never existed.
"You all had better behave yourselves and not seek revenge."
Just as the sky full of sword light dissipated, Yun Zheng, riding the snow-feathered horse, slowly descended and appeared before the group of old, weak, sick, and disabled people, speaking softly:
"That village is too mysterious."
"Although the village's willow god is still asleep, that child named Zhou Xuan is as powerful as a god or demon."
"If you choose to take revenge, the price will be beyond all your imagination."
In the end, Yun Zheng, whose Yuntian Palace had already advanced to the level of a king or marquis, still chose to come and issue a warning.
however,
The crowd listened to Yun Zheng's words of dissuasion.
His eyes, however, flashed with undisguised anger.
even,
If I hadn't spoken my discontent earlier, I would have suffered severe retaliation, with swords flashing and slaughter filling the fields.
At this moment, some people began to mock the Yuntian Palace group who had fled first.
Medicine can cure any disease, and even Buddha has those who are destined to be with him.
Upon seeing the expressions on everyone's faces, Yun Zheng realized that his good intentions had been completely wasted.
See here,
Yun Zheng stopped trying to persuade him.
They didn't even wait for a response from this group of elderly, weak, sick, and disabled people.
Yun Zheng's entire body surged with divine light, and he slowly urged Xue Yu to take flight, disappearing from everyone's sight.
"Pooh!!"
Watching Yun Zheng's retreating figure, Zi Shan Shou, severely injured and near death, turned his head in agony, spitting out a mouthful of blood onto the ground, and growled menacingly:
"walk home!"
Yes!
Come back home!
We also have strong individuals; our clan even has kings and nobles in charge.
Once back with the tribe, we were completely safe!
The moment Zishan Shou uttered these words, the remnants of the Zishan tribe, Luofu Great Swamp, Golden Wolf tribe, and other groups gritted their teeth and buried themselves in their journey.
They rushed into Xiaogushan Town, ordering the clansmen stationed there to set off overnight and return directly to their clan.
The clansmen who remained behind asked what had happened, but no one dared to utter a word, for fear that the terrifying Zhou Xuan could still sense them from such a distance and unleash a killing sword light!
Obviously,
This group of people were already terrified of Zhou Xuan.
They were filled with fear, a fear that was beyond measure.
Only in the most familiar environment, and with the most powerful clansmen by their side, could they slightly alleviate this fear.
Under the repeated urging of Zishan Shou and other figures who temporarily held a strong voice in the clan.
Without hesitation, the people stationed in Xiaogushan Town urged their pack animals and scaled horses to leave Xiaogushan Town at top speed and head towards their clan.
The pack animals that Zishan Shou and others brought from their tribe, the scaled horses, ran extremely fast.
Especially the mutants among the pack animals, the six-legged pack animals, are capable of carrying tens of thousands of kilograms of weight and traveling six thousand miles a day.
The Zishan tribe was more than 60,000 li away from the Cangmang Mountains. Zishan Shou and his group traveled day and night without stopping, and on the morning of the tenth day, they returned to the Zishan tribe's settlement.
The central position of the temple built by the Zishan tribe.
The king of the Purple Mountain Clan, the incomparably powerful Purple Mountain Marquis, was like a purple sun, quietly hanging above the Purple Mountain Clan.
The entire palace was illuminated in a dazzling light.
The moment the pack beast stepped into the territory of the Purple Mountain Clan.
At the core of that purple sun, a humanoid figure slowly opened its eyes, unleashing a burst of brilliant purple flames and an overwhelming aura that made the Purple Mountain Clan experts unable to lift their heads.
The king of the Zishan clan, with his ethereal form, took a step and manifested himself on the outskirts of the Zishan clan's territory.
The moment the powerful and radiant Marquis Zishan appeared, he stepped onto the beast's back and looked up at Zishan Shou, who was covered in sword wounds, emaciated, and resembled a corpse.
"Uncle, who hurt you?"
Zishan Shou was on the verge of death and unable to speak.
Seeing this, Zishan Shou raised his hand and gently pressed it onto Zishan Shou's body.
A vast divine light burst forth from the palm of Marquis Zishan and poured into the body of Marquis Zishan.
"Snapped!"
"Don't waste your energy, I can't go on!"
With the help of Marquis Zishan, Zishan Shou, having regained his breath, raised his withered, shriveled hand and gripped Marquis Zishan's hand tightly, saying:
"Nephew, there is a great secret in the Stone Village of Xiaogushan Town in the vast mountains!"
"The astonishing secret to nurturing a genius like Kun'er and another unparalleled prodigy in just two short years!!"
Upon hearing this, the previously furious Marquis of Zishan's eyes instantly flashed with two dazzling purple flames.
Clearly, even though Marquis Zishan had already become a powerful figure at the level of a king, he was still extremely interested in the great secret who had managed to cultivate a genius comparable to, or even surpassing, his own carefully nurtured son, Zishan Kun, in just two years.
Seeing the gaze of Marquis Zishan, and unable to move his hand away, Zishan Shou raised his other hand, pointed to his injuries, and looked at Marquis Zishan, saying: