He still had the same face.
But the person was different.
After struggling at death's door for three years, the Old Ancestor who had walked out from the legends finally closed his eyes.
But now, he was more of a myth than a myth.
The leader of the Rear Tribe didn't know anything about the Lu family or the village.
Even the priests who had lived for a long time could only vaguely remember that the surname was awesome.
But it didn't matter if he knew how awesome the surname was.
What mattered was what they had seen and heard in the past three years.
What they had seen and heard was simple.
Hou Yu, the Patriarch who came out of the myth, had only done one thing in the past three years.
He had saved the man named Lu.
To put it in a more complicated way, they had racked their brains, exhausted every possible means, and sacrificed everything on the Wizard Continent to save this man with the surname Lu.
They couldn't forget the powerhouses of the big tribes who were captured and brought here …
They couldn't forget the wild beasts who stood at the peak of the Magus Continent …
They couldn't forget the Patriarch who came back covered in blood two years ago with the wizard who made all the tribes tremble in fear …
What they couldn't forget the most was what the Patriarch of Hou Yu often talked about, the wizard ancestor, the blood essence …
There were too many things they couldn't forget. As long as they looked at Xie Tian who was sitting up straight in front of them, everything came back to them.
They felt that the Patriarch of Hou Yu should at least thank him for what he had done for this man.
But what they got in return was a very rude question.
The leader was so angry that he was trembling.
The old priest suddenly came to a realization.
It seemed to be a bit messy …
Otherwise, why couldn't the man who was saved by the Patriarch stand up?
But no matter what they felt, they didn't dare to do anything rude to Xie Tian.
Especially when they recalled Hou Yu's last words about treating this man like a little ancestor.
Seeing that Xie Tian was still struggling to stand up, the old priest slapped the back of the leader's head and told him to get lost. Then he said carefully, "Do you want me to help you?"
Xie Tian turned his head with difficulty and looked at the old priest.
The wrinkles on the old priest's face made him feel as if time and space were in disorder.
It was as if every wrinkle on his face was filled with the strong aura of time.
Perhaps, this was a great opportunity for him to further comprehend the Time Intent …
In the next moment, Xie Tian shook his head and cast aside this normal thought.
He couldn't think normally now.
Because the Evil Body was very abnormal.
To put it simply, he felt as if there were hundreds of Cruel Fusion Chains in his body.
To put it in a more complicated way, his evil body had become an existence filled with many unknown things, and he couldn't control it at all.
In short, he had lost control of his evil body.
This was simply a joke, absurd, and unbelievable.
"There's no need for that." After trying for a long time to no avail, Xie Tian looked at the old man and said, "Please tell me what exactly happened to my body …"
His voice stopped abruptly.
He felt that he might not be able to get the complete answer by asking like this.
"Please tell me what you've done to me."
The old priest was stunned, and then he raised his trembling hand and pointed to the side.
To the side, there was a mountain.
The mountain was smooth.
It was covered with words.
These words were carved by the old shaman.
It recorded the entire process of saving Xie Tian for the past three years.
"Thank you," Xie Tian looked at the mountain and said softly, "I want to Silence."
Standing in the distance, looking at Xie Tian who wanted to Silence, the leader and the old shaman were speechless.
He was alive.
The trouble also fell from the Elder Ancestor to them.
Disregarding everything else, just thinking about the tribes that had their elites captured by the Hou Yu, and how they would react to the Hou Yu tribe …
"How should we treat him? Do we really treat him like a little ancestor?"
The leader's voice was mixed with a hint of dissatisfaction.
Shamans were lawless.
Shamans dominated the ancient times.
They could even break the Primordial Era.
Afraid of someone with the surname Lu?
"He's still young …" The old shaman looked at the leader as if he was looking at a kid, "I don't know how powerful the surname Lu is, but I vaguely remember that they, are indeed powerful …"
The leader blushed under the old shaman's stare. He was dissatisfied but curious, "You don't remember anything at all?"
"Let me think …"
The old shaman spoke slowly, as if he was reminiscing.
The leader had already gone back for breakfast three times before the old shaman finally spoke.
"I can't remember …"
The leader's face darkened.
"But this doesn't affect how we treat him, right?"
The old shaman was shrewd through the years, hiding the memory that almost scared him to death, and said softly.
It wasn't that he couldn't remember.
It was that he didn't dare to say it.
"Alright." Facing the old shaman who took advantage of his seniority, the leader really had no choice but to ask, "Then his other identity …"
"The successor of the Evil Emperor …"
Thinking of these four words, the old shaman's wrinkled face could not help but twitch.
One identity was enough to run amok throughout the ages.
This guy had two.
"Fortunately, he's only a successor. Fortunately, the Evil Emperor is dead …" Thinking of the Evil Emperor, who represented one of the strongest throughout the ages, the old shaman sighed, "Don't worry, what we need to do is to not let him die on this continent."
The leader's eyelids twitched, looking at the suddenly screaming Xie Tian, he could not help but ask, "What if he commits suicide …"
The old shaman looked at the leader, "Little Shuoshuo, you've learned to joke too."
"It's not a joke, if he takes things too hard …" The leader glanced at Xie Tian again, "Looking at him, I think it's really possible …"
The old shaman also felt that it was possible.
Luckily, Xie Tian's screams came to an abrupt halt. He stood up shakily and walked towards them.
Seeing this, the old shaman's eyelids twitched.
"You guys, are you trying to save me?" Xie Tian looked at the old shaman.
The old shaman squeezed out a childlike smile, "It's my tribe's honor to help others …"
"Since you're trying to save me, may I ask," Xie Tian interrupted, feeling a headache coming on, "what's with the Holy Evil Fusion Chains in my body?"
The old shaman was speechless.
The speechless old shaman almost wanted to tell Xie Tian that Elder Yu was planning to use the Holy Evil Fusion Chains and that Xie Tian had one himself.
A Holy Evil Fusion Chains in the Holy Evil Fusion Realm was not enough to describe the complexity of the evil body.
However, just this Holy Evil Fusion Chains alone was enough to give Xie Tian a headache.
The fake Holy Evil Fusion Chains made it hard for him to break through to the next realm.
Now, it was the real one.
Not only was it the real one.
It was an enhanced version.
Of course, what gave him a headache was that the mountain was filled with densely packed words.
The words were not big, but the mountain was huge, making it look even more complicated.
He had his own guesses.
Perhaps it was because it was so complicated that the person who saved him had to use the Holy Evil Fusion Chains in order to trap, trap and bind the evil body that was created from countless forces...
Otherwise, it would definitely fall apart or explode.
Xie Tian glanced at the old priest, who was pretending to be innocent, and lost the mood to speak. He strode away.
"Eh, where are you going?"
"I'm looking for a place to stay."
"Oh, Little Shuoshuo, hurry up and take care of the guest."
"Thank you, but just give me a room. I want to be alone for a while."
"No problem."
"Also, no matter what, thank you for saving me."
Only when Xie Tian's silhouette disappeared did the old shaman let out a sigh of relief. His eyes were even filled with tears.
"Elder, you, you can rest in peace …"
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