The one who was the most excited was Lan Lan. She looked at Su Ming with an excited glint in her eyes. At that moment, Su Ming was the strongest protection in the world to her.
It was the same for Ahu. His face was filled with fanaticism and respect, just like how there would always be another powerful warrior in the world when they were young. At that moment, in Ahu's heart, Su Ming was the existence he wanted to imitate.
Even Qi Dong was the same. He looked at Su Ming and watched him fight against a Latter Shaman, and the shock and excitement in his heart caused him to be unable to recover even after a long time had passed.
'One of these days, I will also become as strong. I will make Eastern Goosefoot Tribe pay me back several fold for what they owe me!' Qi Dong gritted his teeth and clenched his fists. A determined look appeared in his eyes.
Under the people's gazes, Su Ming put away the Poison Corpse and his clone in midair. He also put away the black beetles and everything else. With one move, he landed on the ground.
"Brother Mo … you hid it too well. Only now did I know that you possess such combat abilities. I was still thinking about how I could help you just now …" Nan Gong Hen smiled wryly and wrapped his fist in his palm towards Su Ming.
"I was just lucky. Senior Tie Mu didn't use his full strength, or else I wouldn't have been able to last." Su Ming shook his head and spoke.
"Brother Mo, you don't have to be so humble … Oh well, you've always been like this. But after this battle, your name will definitely spread far and wide in Shaman City. This is a good thing. After all, the World of Nine Yin is isolated from the world outside. Everything depends on your own power. Only the powerful can stand firm here and obtain the respect of others." As Nan Gong Hen spoke, a group of guards from the God of Shamans Temple arrived from the distance. These people all had extraordinary power and were all Medial Shamans. Once they arrived, they immediately dispersed the crowd.
However, none of them came up to question Su Ming. Instead, when they passed by, they wrapped their fists in their palms to greet him with polite and respectful expressions on their faces.
In truth, they had arrived a long time ago, but there was no way they could join the fight against a Latter Shaman. They could only stay in the distance and prepare to clean up the battlefield once Su Ming was killed.
However, the things that happened next caused these people's hearts to tremble. When they saw the people from Eastern Goosefoot Tribe leaving, their respect towards Su Ming rose within them. No matter where they went, powerful warriors would always be respected!
As the people around them left, Su Ming and Nan Gong Hen returned to the quiet inn. On the way, Su Ming swept his gaze past Nan Gong Shan and noticed that the woman was still frowning, as if she was hesitating about something. After a moment of thought, he understood something.
Nan Gong Shan's emotions were incredibly complicated. She understood just how strong Hong Luo was, and it was impossible for her to take revenge on him. She could only continue feeling bitter in her heart. Perhaps she had seen a hint of familiarity and suspicion in Su Ming, but while Su Ming's power might have been extraordinary and he could even fight against Tie Mu, in Nan Gong Shan's eyes, if Su Ming was truly that person, then this battle would definitely not have ended like this …
That was why her doubts towards Su Ming turned into uncertainty. In truth, she no longer had any doubts towards Su Ming in her heart.
Sula thought for a moment and guessed most of it. Obtaining this kind of extra help in this battle would save him some trouble.
That night, the three youths fell asleep in excitement for a long time. To them, what happened that day was something they would never forget for the rest of their lives.
Nan Gong Hen's attitude towards Su Ming became much friendlier. On the second morning, he invited Su Ming to go to the God of Shamans Temple's branch to rent a Spirit of Nine Yin to protect him.
"The treasure gambling event will probably be held in a month's time. By then, most of the tribesmen who should be here should have already arrived. As for those who haven't arrived, they probably won't be able to come.
Although there is still a month left, I don't think Brother Mo has rented a Spirit of Nine Yin before. Although you will have to spend a bit more money, having a month's time to familiarize yourself with it will be of greater help in the future.
"The treasure gambling event will last for a few days. Once it's over, everyone will disperse and bring the youths from the tribes to activate their cultivation bases. At that time, we will have to part ways." Nan Gong Hen spoke with a smile on his way to the God of Shamans Temple's branch.
"Brother Mo, you can take a look around Shaman City during this month. After all, this is the World of Nine Yin. There are plenty of items here that can't be found outside. Besides, due to the liveliness of the treasure gambling event, there will also be plenty of items that are rarely seen being sold here." As Nan Gong Hen spoke to Su Ming, he smiled and greeted the familiar faces who saw him on the way.
Nan Gong Hen once again displayed the strength of his connections. Su Ming saw that there were at least a dozen people who looked incredibly familiar with Nan Gong Hen on the way. Most of these people would also look at him once they greeted him, and Su Ming could see the respect hidden in their gazes.
"Brother Mo, you became famous with just one battle. You managed to fight against a Medial Shaman and not lose. Just by looking at the gazes of the people around us, you can tell that this news has already spread," Nan Gong Hen said with a smile.
Just as Su Ming was about to speak, Nan Gong Hen quickly added.
"Brother Mo, you don't have to be humble anymore …"
Su Ming smiled faintly and did not continue speaking.
The two of them did not take long before they arrived at a spot near the center of Shaman City. There was a gigantic palace there. That palace was filled with a dignified air. There was a long flight of stairs that was only ten thousand feet long. There were a lot of guards from the God of Shamans Temple around it, and all the Shamans who came to this place were very quiet. They did not stop for too long as they entered and exited the place.
The space behind the palace was distorted, and a vortex could be vaguely seen there. It spun around without a single sound, giving off a feeling that there was another universe within that vortex.
Further into the distance was a gigantic stone pillar that seemed to have risen from the ground. There was a large amount of seals shining with an inexplicable light on the stone pillar, and at the highest point of the pillar was the gigantic head that Su Ming had seen outside the city. It looked like a human, but it was brown and withered like a piece of wood.
When he got closer, Su Ming could feel a wave of pressure that covered the sky and earth. Clearly, even if this was not the core of Shaman City, it was still an important place.
"Before I came here, I spent a lot of effort to prepare the offerings. I should be able to move the Spirits of Nine Yin in the fifth layer," Nan Gong Hen mumbled under his breath as he brought Su Ming up the stairs.
Once Su Ming heard it, a glint appeared in his eyes, but he did not ask about it in detail. The two of them walked up the stairs, and when they arrived before the door to the hall, Su Ming's pupils shrank.
He saw a gigantic oval-shaped vortex floating seven inches above the ground before the door to the hall. That vortex was like a door, and the instant Su Ming saw it, he immediately remembered the Gate to the Void.
'This place … Could it be that this is also a Gate to the Void?' Su Ming cast a few scrutinizing glances at it before he averted his gaze from the vortex and looked at the hall behind it.
The door to the hall was open at that moment. It was empty inside, and there was only a skeleton sitting at the center. Its legs were chained down, and it was sitting cross-legged. That skeleton looked no different from a normal person, but there was a vertical crack at the center of its forehead. Judging by the look of that crack, it looked as if there had been an eye there when it was still alive.
There were eight gigantic, circular meadows around the skeleton. At that moment, there were two people sitting cross-legged on them. One of them was a man dressed in a purple robe. His long hair was tied up by a red ribbon, and there were some golden threads shining on his long purple robe.
His hands were wrinkled and looked slightly withered, but his face was clearly that of a middle-aged man, giving off a strange feeling.
The other person was an old man. He looked incredibly normal and wore sackcloth. His face was covered in wrinkles, and he looked incredibly miserable. His eyes were closed at that moment, as if he was deep in thought.
There was not a hint of presence coming from within the hall. It was as if the world within the hall and the world outside were two different dimensions. They could be seen, but they were separated from each other.
"That's not a place we can enter … Er, perhaps you can, brother Mo. Only Latter Shamans can enter and gain epiphany before that skeleton …
The senior beside that skeleton is the Latter Shaman of Zhe Dong Tribe, Chen Huan. As for the other senior in purple robes, he's the Clan Elder of the God of Shamans Temple. His name is Mu, "Nan Gong Hen explained.
Su Ming looked at the skeleton chained up in the hall and asked calmly, "Who is this skeleton?"
Nan Gong Hen hesitated for a moment before he answered in a low voice, "I only know about this person's origins. He's an Evil Spirit of Nine Yin who was killed when this place was created … I heard that the Shaman Tribe suffered a great loss when they killed this person …"
"Alright, brother Mo, we'll have to split up here for now. Once we enter the vortex, we'll be able to enter the Hall of Nine Yin. The Spirit of Nine Yin I want to choose is in the fifth layer.
"Normal valuables like Shaman Crystals can only be chosen in the first layer. As for the details, you'll know once you go in. "Brother Mo, do what you can and choose based on the time you spend in the World of Nine Yin. Once you come out, I'll wait for you outside." Nan Gong Hen wrapped his fist in his palm towards Su Ming, then turned around and stepped into the vortex, disappearing without a trace.
Su Ming observed the area outside the vortex for a moment. Just as he was about to step in, a light suddenly shone in the vortex and a person appeared faintly. At the same time, a gentle force spread out and pushed Su Ming a few steps back. The person in the vortex quickly gained physical form and walked out.
It was a tall but thin young man with an aloof look on his face. He had a lot of braids on his hair and was dressed in black.
The instant Su Ming saw this person, a glint appeared in his eyes, and a faint smile appeared on his lips under the mask.
Once that person walked out, his gaze instinctively fell on Su Ming, but he immediately averted it. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly stopped and turned his head around to cast a few scrutinizing glances at Su Ming before he turned around and left with a calm expression.
Su Ming no longer hesitated. He lifted his foot and stepped into the vortex. As the light from the vortex shone, he disappeared without a trace.
Once Su Ming entered the vortex, the young man who had just walked out turned his head back to look at him from the stairs, and uncertainty appeared on his face.
'Could it be that I've seen this person before..?' The young man lifted his right hand and pressed it against the center of his brows. After standing there for a moment, he opened his eyes slowly, and they were still filled with uncertainty.
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