"What, what the hell..."
Liu Su stared blankly at Fang Kuhai, only to discover that Fang Kuhai was also staring at him blankly.
"What is this?"
Xie Tian exclaimed in shock when he saw another ball of red appear in his body.
But just as he was about to use his consciousness to study the blood red, the evil blade suddenly turned and retracted the blood red.
"Dark Blade, you..."
The Dark Blade trembled slightly. His voice was both gratified and solemn. "This is shaman power."
"Shaman power..." Xie Tian's blood-red eyes narrowed. "Is it because of what I felt just now, so..."
"It's a little complicated." The Dark Blade looked through the grey vortex and seemed to have seen something. "I can't tell if this is good or bad."
Xie Tian seemed to understand. "So I can't fuse with this shaman power for now?"
"Even if I can tell if it's good or bad, you don't have the right to fuse with it."
"When will I have the right?"
"Half a step into becoming a saint."
Hearing the Dark Blade's words, Xie Tian nodded and let out a long breath. He then sat cross-legged on the ground and looked at the soul that had yet to dissipate. He asked softly, "Is this a Body Tempered Warrior who has broken through the void?"
"You guessed correctly. This is the most primitive Body Tempered Warrior since the beginning of time."
The Dark Blade looked at the Shaman Soul, his voice a little complicated. It seemed to be a sigh of praise, but also a snort of disdain.
Xie Tian heard it and asked in surprise, "You've fought with shamans before?"
"Not just that. The shaman blood on me is enough to overflow the heavens."
Xie Tian was stunned for a moment. "It can't be?"
Seeing that Xie Tian was looking at him as if he was doubting his character, the Dark Blade snorted coldly.
"What you saw was a type of shaman. There is another type of shaman that is even more terrifying. They do not fight for the people, but for themselves."
"Fight for themselves?" Xie Tian was confused.
The Dark Blade thought for a moment and said with a trembling voice, "Among the divine abilities you comprehended, there's a move called Ethereal. Where did you get it from?"
Xie Tian replied, "In the ancient scroll, I saw a broken mountain. It was boundless and boundless, like a heavenly pillar. I felt its power and comprehended it from the thick earth."
"Hmph, you are quite accurate. That broken mountain is named Buzhou. It was one of the pillars that supported the Nine Heavens in ancient times."
Xie Tian was stunned. "Then, how did it break?"
"It was broken by the shaman," said the Dark Blade.
Xie Tian's hair stood on end!
He realized that he couldn't imagine what kind of existence could break the boundless mountain, so he fell into silence.
But not long after, he said seriously, "But shamans are body cultivators."
"I didn't deny it." The Dark Blade shuddered. "I don't care who you become. I'm just telling you what I can."
Xie Tian laughed. "Don't kill me in the future."
"You think too much." The Dark Blade shook the blade. "Remember, after ancient times, there were no shamans."
Xie Tian's heart trembled. He was about to ask, but he suddenly realized that the Dark Blade's words were another way of saying that there were no shamans after ancient times.
"Why, why?"
"You already know the reason." The Dark Blade sighed. "Because the body cultivators are too strong, so strong that even the heavens are afraid of them. So, the heavens cut off this path."
Xie Tian asked calmly, "If I can't become a shaman, there is no end to the path of body cultivation?"
"Where is the end? Where is the end? Even the strongest shaman I've met didn't know the answer." The Dark Blade sighed. "I can only tell you that after ancient times, there were many who broke the void and became Saints."
"Phew …" The soul watching Xie Tian smiled. "Then I'm relieved."
The word "relieved" pierced the Dark Blade. He couldn't help but raise his head. The moment the gray vortex closed, he took another look at the other end.
That end was the Grand World of the Sorcerer Ancestor that Xie Tian had heard of.
Unfortunately, he didn't know that the Grand World of the Sorcerer Ancestor was an inconspicuous small stone in the Untainted Continent that was shattered by shamans in ancient times.
On this inconspicuous little stone, there was a boundless blood-colored sacrificial altar.
On top of the altar sat a huge and old figure.
Below the figure, there was a pitifully small image.
In the image, there was a similarly pitifully small soul shadow and two people who were almost invisible.
But Xie Tian, who was also almost invisible, appeared in the eyes of the old Sorcerer Ancestor.
"After ancient times, countless years have passed. How many is this …"
"Can this one become a shaman …"
"This won't do, because I remember that before him, there were hundreds of millions of people who failed …"
"But I'm not disappointed, because I'm used to it …"
…
After a few lonely sighs, the old witch's eyes finally looked at the Wizard's Soul Shadow in the image.
"More importantly, this is our only hope …"
He was the only living giant in the Sorcerer Ancestor's Grand World.
It was for this reason that even though he was destined to be disappointed, he still chose to watch as Xie Tian imitated the Roar of the Soul Oracle and split his shaman energy into two.
He even gave the extra portion to Xie Tian.
Unfortunately, he didn't know that there was an existence that was tainted by an endless amount of Shaman Blood that had stopped him from bestowing it.
However, even the Dark Blade did not expect that although he had temporarily stopped Xie Tian from fusing with the Witch Blood, he could not stop Xie Tian from obtaining another opportunity.
Observing the soul was boring, but for Xie Tian, every movement of the peerless soul shadow was full of temptation.
Because to a certain extent, he would also become so powerful in the future.
"But, how did I become so big …"
Even with the Primordial Manifestation Body, even though he was well-versed in the Daoist Scriptures of the Dao Palace, even though he had traveled the Three Thousand Worlds, he still could not explain how he would become a giant in the future.
"Dark Blade …"
"What's the matter?"
"Shamans are also humans, right?"
"They are ancestors of the ancient people."
"Oh."
Xie Tian's confusion was resolved, but he was even more bewildered.
Because he had never seen, and did not dare to imagine, a human that was larger than a dire beast.
Therefore, with the doubt of how a shaman could become so big, Xie Tian subconsciously activated the Evil Emotion Art.
The moment it was activated, the Dark Blade sighed inwardly.
The reason why he stopped Xie Tian from fusing with the Witch Blood was not because he could not judge whether it was good or bad, nor was it because Xie Tian was not qualified …
He even knew of a place where the Witch Tribe was stronger than the Sorcerer Ancestor's Grand World, and it could allow Xie Tian to become a true shaman.
But these were not important. What was important was that the shaman was too tragic.
Therefore, he did not want Xie Tian, who was destined to bear the fate of being slain by the world, to become even more tragic.
However, at the same time, he also knew that the path that Xie Tian wanted to walk the most in his life was destined to be the path of body tempering.
"When you master the Primordial Manifestation Body, perhaps you will be able to find a path that I can't think of and walk down it …"
Looking at Xie Tian's bloodshot eyes and the deep desire for knowledge about the soul, the Dark Blade softly said to himself, "All I can do is accompany you."
As soon as he said those words, Xie Tian seemed to notice something, and the eyebrows above his bloodshot eyes twitched.
It was a very ordinary facial change, but it made the Dark Blade jump in fright!
Because this was not the change in Xie Tian's face at all …
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