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Come to Resolve Doubts
Although night had fallen, the High Priest of the Black Mosquito Tribe, Huigu Le, was still in the side hall of the Ancestral Temple, discussing some important matters with Zuo Fengtai and Zuo Fengtai.
Although the two of them were friendly on the surface, they had been secretly scheming against each other. One of them was the High Priest, but in fact, he controlled more than half of the Black Mosquito Tribe. The other was unwilling to see his authority diluted, so he had been looking for an opportunity to reverse the situation and completely take control of the Black Mosquito Tribe.
Even so, the Black Mosquito Tribe was facing a sudden change, and they did not know if the fall of the Black Mosquito Ship would affect the entire tribe. As the High Priest and Great Commander, Zuo Fengtai and Huigu Lei did not have any reservations in dealing with this matter. It could be said that they worked hand in hand without any hindrance.
If that wasn't the case, they wouldn't have talked until nightfall and still hadn't dispersed.
The inner hall of the Ancestral Temple was an important place in the tribe. Even the ordinary priests in the Ancestral Temple were not allowed to enter at will. However, as the new Holy Son of the Black Mosquito Tribe, Ye Xuan had no problem entering and exiting this place. After entering the courtyard of the Ancestral Temple, the guards of the Ancestral Temple did not stop him and let him go straight in.
Along the way, Ye Xuan kept thinking. At least, he had to find a valid reason to visit the High Priest in the middle of the night.
However, he soon felt relieved. After laughing silently, he threw this thought to the back of his mind and did not think about it anymore.
Anyway, sooner or later, they would fall out with each other. Why should he waste the effort?
With the terrifying power of the Weeping Soul Blood Horn, Huigu Le and Zuo Fengtai were only two Origin Realm experts. When the time came, Ye Xuan only needed to use the Weeping Soul Blood Horn. Under the suppression of the Qi, the two of them would not even have the chance to turn around and escape. They would be completely bound and unable to move in an instant!
With this thought in mind, Ye Xuan immediately relaxed. Although he was unwilling to rely too much on the power of the Weeping Soul Blood Dragon and the Headless Infant Corpse, he had only been in space for a short period of time. Moreover, he had no choice but to face two terrifying existences at the ninth level of the Origin Realm.
Facing such an opponent with such a huge disparity in strength, it was understandable and acceptable to rely on external forces.
While he was thinking, the door to the inner hall of the Ancestral Temple was already in sight. Inside the hall was a small hall with some doors on both sides. At this time, the window of the door on the left was clearly lit, but there was no one outside the hall. Zuo Fengtai and Hui Gu Lei were secretly discussing important matters, so the priests of the Ancestral Temple who were originally serving here must have been driven away.
This would make things easier for Ye Xuan!
After calming himself down, Ye Xuan took a deep breath and stepped into the inner hall of the Ancestral Temple. He then turned around and walked straight to the lit door.
As soon as he stepped into the room, he looked up and saw Zuo Fengtai and Hui Gu Lei chatting softly while sipping spirit tea.
The two of them sat facing each other across the table, and the atmosphere seemed to be quite harmonious. However, when they looked up and saw Ye Xuan suddenly appear, they were surprised and slightly stunned.
"What are you doing here? Don't forget that before the ceremony, you were not the Holy Son of the Black Mosquito Tribe. How can you come and go as you please in the Ancestral Temple? "
After coming back to his senses, Zuo Fengtai's face immediately darkened. He snorted coldly and glanced sideways at Ye Xuan who had stepped into the room. His tone was extremely unfriendly.
On the other side, High Priest Hui Gu Lei slightly frowned and was about to ask Ye Xuan why he had come. However, the latter spoke first with a faint smile on his face, as if he was talking about a trivial matter, "The reason why I am here is to answer your question. As you said, Zuo Licheng and Zuo Hongwu, as well as all the demon scouts on the Feng Teng Ship, were all killed by me …"
"To be exact, more than half of them were killed when the Black Mosquito Tribe and the Black Wind Tribe's super star-destroying cannons destroyed the Feng Teng Ship. The other half were killed by my pet army, including your son and your brother!"
Silence!
A deathly silence!
As Ye Xuan's words left his mouth, Zuo Fengtai and Grey Bone both subconsciously opened their mouths wide. They looked at him in astonishment, and even their eyes flickered with a suspicious light.
That kind of look clearly gave people the feeling that they were looking at a lunatic.
Obviously, the two of them did not believe what he said. They did not hesitate at all and directly regarded him as crazy talk!
After a full two breaths of time, Zuo Fengtai finally came back to his senses. He realized that he'd been teased and provoked by Ye Xuan in front of him. In his embarrassment, he instantly flew into a rage and roared, "Stinking brat, you're courting death!"
Before his voice died away, Zuo Fengtai had already raised his right hand and slapped with all his strength …
"You are the one courting death!"
"Hum …"
Ye Xuan's face suddenly became serious, and he retorted in a deep voice. At the same time, he did not hesitate to activate the mysterious mark in his mind.
In less than half an instant, a slight but intense low buzzing sound had already enveloped the entire large house. A blood-colored waterfall whizzed out from Ye Xuan's body and grew with the wind. In the blink of an eye, it was about 30 feet long, hovering above the house, pouring out a majestic and mighty aura. In an instant, it dissolved Zuo Fengtai's palm power into nothingness!
"Weeping Soul Blood Horn? This is impossible … "
"What is going on? The aura of this big curved horn … is at least beyond the Grotto Heaven Realm. How can there be such an existence? "
Almost at the same time, Zuo Fengtai and Hui Gu Lei's expressions had changed dramatically, and they exclaimed in horror together.
Although the latter had roughly sensed the level of the Weeping Soul Blood Horn, he obviously did not know its origin, but the high priest of the Black Mosquito Tribe, Huigu Lei, was different.
As soon as the Weeping Soul Blood Horn appeared, his mind flashed one after another, and he instantly understood everything!
After the first exclamation came out, he turned his head in horror and looked at the calm Ye Xuan with a ferocious expression, "So the person who ruined my plans on Black Mountain Star was actually you? It seems that what you said before about the two scout fortresses of the Black Mosquito Ship and the Black Wind Ship should also be true. Damn guy, as a Demon Cultivator, you actually betrayed your tribe to the human race … "
"Sorry, I was originally a human, but I swallowed a lot of Demon Cultivator's brain nuclei, so I grew one in my head!"
Shrugging his shoulders, Ye Xuan shook his head and threw out another heavy bomb. Seeing the two people opposite him shocked again, he couldn't help but smile bitterly and sigh faintly, "Don't look at me like that, you are just too confident. Who said that human cultivators can't have demon nuclei? Traditional ideas kill people … "
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