There was a chain of mountains located far away from where Evil Spirit Sect was located. At that moment, a middle-aged man with a protruding mouth and a chin like a monkey's was carefully walking out of the forest at the foot of the mountain range. As he moved forward, he observed his surroundings cautiously, as if he would immediately run away at the slightest hint of fear.
Naturally, that person was Qian Chen.
His face was swollen, and he looked incredibly pathetic. His robes were also torn, as if he had been tortured.
He had no idea what sort of devastation he had gone through, but at that moment, there was panic on his nervous face as he moved forward carefully. There were two long arcs charging through the sky about several thousands of feet away from him. There were two Berserkers in those two long arcs. One of them seemed to be in the middle stage of the Awakening Realm, and the other was in the initial stage of the Bone Sacrifice Realm. They were probably just passing by, because the long arcs did not stop for even a single moment and continued charging forward.
Over the past few days, as the Berserkers rose to power in Eastern Wastelands, long arcs like this would frequently appear in many places. They were either rushing forward, gathering together, or searching for something.
The Immortals had closed their doors, causing very few Immortals to appear in Eastern Wastelands. However, there were still some scattered Immortals who would occasionally be discovered by the Berserkers. Usually, once the Berserkers found these Immortals, they would kill them.
At the instant Qian Chen saw the two long arcs in the sky, his eyes went wide. If he had fallen to the ground and pretended to be dead or quickly crouched down and hid in the bushes, then perhaps he would not have been discovered. After all, the two long arcs that belonged to the Berserkers were just passing by, and they were not slow either.
However, he seemed to have been frightened. Perhaps it was because the experiences he had gone through over the past few days had made him feel like a bird startled by the mere twang of a bowstring. At the instant he saw the two long arcs, he let out a shrill scream and jumped up to run towards the forest he had just come out from.
The two long arcs in the sky had originally passed by the spot where Qian Chen was and did not notice his existence, but when Qian Chen let out a piercing scream of pain, the two long arcs came to an abrupt halt. The eyes of the two young Berserkers instantly sparkled, and they looked towards the ground. Their gazes pierced through the leaves in the forest and saw Qian Chen running away.
"Immortals!" The two of them cast each other a glance and immediately noticed that there was something off about Qian Chen. The ripples of power and presence spreading out from Qian Chen's body gave off a faint feeling that he was an Immortal. That presence had not spread out from Qian Chen's body just then, but as he ran, it spread out in a large area, as if he could not control it.
The two Berserkers immediately changed their direction and charged towards Qian Chen, who was still running in the forest.
Cold sweat broke out on Qian Chen's forehead. That panicked look on his face made him look as if he was about to die of fright at any moment. As he trembled, he quickly ran, but every single time he increased his speed, he would immediately trip over the weeds in the forest, causing the two Berserkers to close in on him. At the instant they were less than one hundred feet away from Qian Chen...
A cold snort suddenly rang out from within the forest, and an extremely powerful aura appeared along with it. That aura swept through the world, causing the world to lose its color in an instant. It transformed into a mighty pressure that came crashing down.
That mighty pressure was incredibly domineering, and it exuded the presence of a Berserker who had attained great completion in the Berserker Soul Realm. It was enough to make the hearts of all those who sensed it tremble.
"Puny Immortals, how dare you barge into my isolation grounds?!" As the old voice echoed in the air, the expressions of the two Berserkers who were chasing after Qian Chen immediately changed. The two of them stopped simultaneously, and with respect and zealousness in their eyes, they wrapped their fists in their palms and bowed towards the forest.
Almost at the instant the two of them bowed to the forest, an old man with a head full of white hair and dressed in a white robe walked out from the depths of the forest, looking as if he was afraid that others would not be able to see him.
The old man's face was flushed red, and as he appeared, the presence coming from his body became stronger. It shook the sky and earth, causing distortions to appear in the air around him.
As Qian Chen trembled, he seemed to be unable to continue fleeing under that mighty pressure. He was stunned and stared blankly at the old man who was walking towards him.
There was an awe-inspiring look on the old man's face. Once he got closer, his gaze was like lightning. He cast Qian Chen a glance, then lifted his right hand and pointed at Qian Chen through the air. That action was done in a relaxed manner, and there was not a hint of the presence of fire. Not even a single ripple of power could be sensed from it. It looked as if he had just casually pointed at Qian Chen.
Even if one of the two Berserkers had already reached the initial stage of the Bone Sacrifice Realm, he would not be able to see anything from that one finger. To them, there was not a single hint of divine ability from that one finger.
However … Qian Chen, who had been pointed at a hundred something feet away, let out an incredibly shrill scream of pain. As his body trembled, he coughed up a huge mouthful of blood. He clutched his throat, and his face instantly turned purple. He fell to the ground, twitching a few times before he stopped moving.
This sudden scene caused the hearts of the two Berserkers to tremble. Their hearts immediately started racing, and shock as well as fanaticism appeared in their gazes as they looked towards the old man. To them, even if the dead Immortal did not have a high level of cultivation, the one point from the senior in their tribe definitely contained the changes in the world, or else it would be impossible for him to kill someone without a trace without a single ripple of power.
The suffocating pressure spreading out from the old man's body and the finger that contained the changes in the world were all enough to make the two Berserkers' expressions turn into fanaticism.
"I am White Phoenix Tribe's Apu. Greetings, senior."
"I am White Phoenix Tribe's Lin Duo. Greetings, senior." The two Berserkers had respectful expressions on their faces as they bowed towards the old man.
"I see, so you're juniors from White Phoenix Tribe. Not bad. Both of you are young, but your levels of cultivation are pretty good." The old man stroked his beard, and a smile appeared on his face as he nodded towards the two.
"Senior, you know of White Phoenix Tribe. Could it be that you're an old friend of ours?" The Berserker in the Bone Sacrifice Realm immediately wrapped his fist in his palm and asked. His expression became even more respectful.
"I remember going to White Phoenix Tribe many years ago. At that time, your Elder was said to be the second Elder of White Phoenix Tribe …" A nostalgic look appeared on the old man's face, and he looked very sentimental.
His words immediately caused the two Berserkers to suck in a sharp breath. They stared at the old man with a dumbfounded expression, and a huge storm raged in their hearts. If anyone else had said these words, they would definitely not have believed them. However, these words were spoken by this old monster with a great level of cultivation. His monstrous presence made it clear that he was clearly a Berserker who had attained great completion in the Berserker Tribe. Besides, that one point of his had definitely contained the changes in the world, which made the two of them choose to believe him.
"My tribe's second Elder … That was … That was five thousand something years ago …" The Berserker in the Transcendence Realm's voice trembled slightly, and his expression was filled with fanaticism.
"Let's not talk about what happened in the past. I've been in isolation here for far too long. By the way, why did the two of you appear here while chasing after that Immortal?" The old man shook his head, looking as if he did not want to remember the past.
"Senior, the two of us were ordered to gather outside Evil Spirit Sect and monitor it with the people from the other tribes. When we passed by this place, we saw that Immortal acting suspiciously, and we wanted to kill him." The two Berserkers immediately answered without holding anything back.
"Monitor Evil Spirit Sect?" The old man cast the two Berserkers a glance.
"Senior, you've been in isolation here for many years. You must not know about the things that have happened in the land of Berserkers recently. The God of Berserkers appeared a year ago and made all the Berserkers' blood burn, allowing us to rise to power. We will definitely chase away all the Immortals in the land of Berserkers."
"Something like that actually happened?!" The old man immediately became stern.
"Is what the two of you said true?"
"This is absolutely true. We would not dare lie to you, senior," the two Berserkers quickly answered.
A glint appeared in the old man's eyes. In silence, he placed his hands behind his back and took a few steps back and forth. He looked as if he was deep in thought, and after a moment, he came to a stop and lifted his head to cast the two Berserkers a glance.
"This matter is too important. I can't continue my isolation either. I'll have to go and confirm this with some of my old friends. How about this, the two of you are not allowed to tell anyone about me, not even your Elder," the old man said slowly.
The two Berserkers immediately lowered their heads and voiced their obedience.
"Also, I've been in isolation for a long time and haven't come out for many years. I'm not too clear about the changes in this world. How about this? Both of you, bring out all the stone coins you have as collateral. If what you said is true, then I will go to White Phoenix Tribe and return all your wealth to you. If you dare lie to me … Heh heh," the old man said flatly with his hands behind his back.
The two Berserkers were momentarily stunned and puzzled, but once they remembered the old man's level of cultivation, they brought out their storage bags and brought out all the stone coins they had before respectfully placing them on the ground before the old man.
The old man swung his arm, and the sparkling spirit stones immediately disappeared without a trace. He nodded with a calm expression on his face.
"Alright, you can go now. I'll also go and verify the truth of what you said."
The two Berserkers had slightly strange expressions on their faces, but they did not dare say anything. Once they wrapped their fists in their palms, they quickly turned into long arcs and left. The two of them looked at each other in midair, and both of them felt that there was one thing that the old men from the central tribe had said that was very true.
The higher a person's level of cultivation was, the stranger their temperament would be …
Once the two Berserkers left, the old man no longer gave off the presence of an elite. His eyes sparkled as he brought out the spirit stones and took a bite out of them with a wide grin on his face. He looked incredibly pleased with himself.
As for Qian Chen, who had spat out a mouthful of blood and appeared to be dead, he slowly crawled to his feet and stared at the old man. This was not the first time he had done something like this. In fact, this was the tenth time he had done this over the past year.
Ever since he had gone to Evil Spirit Sect and coincidentally … ran into this old man and was robbed by him, his world had changed from then on …
"Grandpa Crane … when … when are we going to Evil Spirit Sect..?" Qian Chen put on a long face, but he still forced himself to put on an obsequious look.
"What's the hurry? Once we've gathered one hundred thousand spirit stones, I'll let you go to Evil Spirit Sect. Just wait a little longer … Ah, another fat sheep has come! Little Chen, we have business! "The old man's spirits lifted and he looked into the distance. (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian.Com and vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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