"Luo Ou, don't miss this opportunity. Quickly record it down."
A battle between experts, especially one that would be recorded in the annals of history, would be recorded for the tribe members to observe. If they could learn something from it, they would benefit greatly.
The people of the Heavenly Sun Tribe were also recording it.
At this moment, the people of the two tribes seemed to have forgotten their hatred and grievances as they stared at the two people who were like gods and devils.
"If you don't die from this sword strike, I'll give you this piece of wood essence." Unknowingly, a fist-sized crystal appeared in the divine aura's hand. It was sparkling with green light and flickered with a terrifying divine radiance.
"Essence of Wood …"
Wutian was shocked. Ever since he entered the Absolute Yin Ruins, he had never been as shocked as he was now. The only Essence of Wood in the world was actually in Shen Xi's hands, and she was planning to give it to him.
Originally, he didn't have any hope of obtaining other elemental essences because they were too rare and the chances were too slim. He didn't even dare to think about it. However, he never thought that it would appear in front of him now.
"If I'm not wrong, your Fire Spirit Body was also activated by the Essence of Fire. As long as you don't die, this Essence of Wood will be yours." Shen Xi had a faint smile on her face, and her tone was light and indifferent, as if this wasn't a peerless treasure, but an ordinary stone.
"Why are you doing this?" Wutian frowned. There was no such thing as a free lunch in the world. Shen Xi couldn't have given him such a big gift without a reason.
He was very confident in himself. He believed that Shen Xi could tell that this sword couldn't kill him, but she still did this. Obviously, she was helping him. There must be some clues behind it.
"There's no why. If there's really something, it's to help you. In other words, it's to help myself. As for the reason, you'll understand in the future." Shen Xi smiled.
"If that's the case, then I'll kindly accept it."
Wutian didn't get to the bottom of it. He held the Fiery Ardent Blade and slashed downwards. The blade shadow that was as tall as the sky was like a blade that could split the heavens and earth. The sky shattered piece by piece as the grey air surged. The sky that was lit up by the blade shadow and the giant sword once again fell into darkness.
"You are very strong, but this is not your strength. I look forward to fighting with you again."
The divine aura turned around and left. It was like a god descending to the mortal world, elegant and otherworldly. The giant sword continued to slash down and collided with the shadow of the saber. At this moment, it was as if the world had been reopened. Terrifying waves of Qi tore the sky apart!
That moment became an eternity, branded into the hearts of everyone in the two great tribes. It was something they would never forget.
Just like that, the divine aura left, leaving the people of the Heavenly Sun Tribe behind. Under the blazing light, his silhouette was elongated and lonely. It was as if the vast earth couldn't contain him, or as if he didn't belong to this world.
This strike did not exceed Wutian's expectations. It did not result in death, but the injuries were extremely severe. His internal organs were ruptured, and nearly half of his 99 meridians were severed.
Moreover, after reviving the Imperial Weapon several times, the power of fire in his body had been completely exhausted. His body was weak, and waves of dizziness crazily attacked his mind.
The power of wind gushed out, but he still stood proudly in the air. His figure was tall and straight, like a sea-stabilizing needle, standing tall and not falling. He did not stop the divine aura from leaving. He silently looked at the gradually disappearing figure and felt an inexplicable sense of melancholy in his heart.
The divine aura was very strong. In a situation where he did not use the Imperial Weapon, he was still able to defeat him. This kind of strength was far superior to other Holy Sons. It would not be an exaggeration to call him a Holy Son. However, for some reason, when he looked at the divine aura, he felt very pitiful.
An indescribable feeling was stuck in his heart. Wutian faintly felt that the divine aura's inexplicable words and expression seemed to be saying something, but he did not understand.
The light disappeared, and darkness descended once again. The aftershock of the collision between the shadow of the saber and the giant sword gradually disappeared, and the world returned to its original state. At the same time that the light dissipated, a dark green light shot down from the sky and landed in Wutian's hand.
This was the Essence of Wood!
The divine aura was a man of his word. He did what he said and gave the Essence of Wood to Wutian.
"Why exactly …"
With a wave of his hand, the Ardent Fire Saber broke through the void and shot towards Luo Chengyou. Then, Wutian, with a head full of doubts, disappeared from this place. He was now very upset and did not want to care about the grudge between the Southern Mountain tribe and the Heavenly Sun tribe. He just wanted to find a place to be alone and calm down.
The killing continued. The Grim Reaper echoed here, ready to harvest the souls of the dead at any time.
The battle between the Southern Mountain tribe and the Heavenly Sun tribe lasted for a day and a night. It was extremely tragic. Broken corpses and broken limbs covered the mountains and plains. Blood dyed the earth red. One could smell the thick smell of blood from thousands of miles away.
The final victor was the Southern Mountain tribe. After all, they came prepared. Ten years of hard work and ten years of sacrifice had turned them into Grim Reapers. Bathed in the river of blood, it was impossible to distinguish between men and women, old and young.
As for the Heavenly Sun tribe, there weren't many left. All that was left were the old, weak, women, and children.
After the battle ended, Luo Chengyou led his people back to the Southern Mountain tribe. As for the old, weak, women, and children, he didn't kill them. Instead, he left them to fend for themselves.
Before he left, he sent people to search for Wutian. But even after searching the surrounding thousand miles, he couldn't find a trace of him. In the end, he had no choice but to give up.
On a lonely mountain peak, a white-haired man sat cross-legged. His eyes were closed and his entire body was covered in a layer of dark green divine light. This was the power of Wood, emitting a powerful life force.
Wutian had already been here for two days. During these two days, he had thought of many questions. Almost all of them were related to the divine aura. But even after his injuries were healed, he still couldn't figure it out. He had no choice but to temporarily put it aside and begin refining the Essence of Wood to open his Wood Spirit Body.
Half an hour later, Wutian's body trembled. His eyes suddenly opened and emitted a blazing green light. A flying bird in the sky was very unlucky. Two green lights pierced through its head. Blood splattered everywhere as it fell to its death!
"Divine aura, I'll remember this favor," Wutian muttered. Then, he suddenly stood up. The power of wind gushed out and turned into a red light, disappearing into the horizon.
Half a day later, Wutian arrived at Luo Qiang's courtyard. However, there was no one in the house.
"Master, you're finally back."
Just as Wutian was about to leave, a voice full of surprise rang out from outside the courtyard. Then, a figure rushed in as if his butt was on fire.
This person was none other than Luo Qiang.
Luo Qiang ran in excitedly. His eyes shone as he looked at Wutian. His face was full of admiration and joy.
Luo Qiang had already learned about Wutian's matters from Luo Chengyou. When he heard that Wutian had killed an expert at the peak of the Hundred Dynasties Stage in one move, his heart was inexplicably shaken.
When he saw the terrifying battle between Wutian and a man called Divine Aura from the rubbing records, his heart raced.
Especially when he heard that this abnormal senior who had been teaching him cultivation was the Spirit Vein Thief that had been spreading like wildfire during this period of time. His little heart thumped non-stop. From then on, he had made up his mind to worship this god-like man as his master.
Thus, he had been waiting here for two days. Two days had passed and he still hadn't seen anyone. He thought that there was no chance, but the heavens didn't let down those who worked hard.
"Disciple Luo Qiang greets Master!" Luo Qiang knelt on the ground with incomparable respect.
"Ugh!"
Wutian stared blankly for a moment and couldn't help but want to laugh. This little guy was quite clever. He teased, "I heard that you didn't want to worship a golden-haired man as your master. Why are you worshipping me now?"
"Shizun, you don't have to fool your disciple anymore. That change … Senior, isn't that you, Shizun!" Too excited, Luo Qiang almost blurted out the nickname that the two siblings had secretly given to Wutian.
"Is that so?" "What proof do you have?" Wutian continued to tease him.
"Master's true identity is now known to the entire Southern Mountain Tribe." Luo Qiang explained with a smile. Suddenly, he realized that something was wrong and his expression changed, "Master, you have repeatedly denied your identity. Are you going back on your word and not taking me in as your disciple?"
Wutian laughed involuntarily, but his face darkened, "It's not impossible to be my disciple, but there is one thing you need to know. Following me will not only lead a bad life, but will also face many powerful enemies, and your life may be in danger at any time."
"What's there to fear from the enemy? So what if there are tens of thousands of experts? "Disciple is willing to fight on behalf of Master and crusade against all the strong enemies." Luo Qiang's expression was solemn and his fighting spirit was boiling. He expressed his firm determination to follow Wutian for the rest of his life.
"Don't speak too early. My enemies are far from what you can imagine. A single finger can crush you thousands of times. However, your character is very much to my liking. "Alright, as long as you are willing to hand over your soul and sign a soul contract with me, I will accept you as my disciple and follow me to conquer the world and shatter the heavens!"
"Soul contract?" This time, Luo Qiang was puzzled and looked at him in confusion.
Wutian gave a simple explanation. After hearing it, Luo Qiang didn't even hesitate and immediately nodded in agreement.
"Have you thought it through?"
"Disciple has thought it through."
Hearing this, Wutian nodded and used his mind to instruct the little guy. In less than a few breaths of time, the soul contract was completed.
Swish!
Without any warning, the two of them disappeared and appeared in the Star Realm.
"This is …" Looking at this unfamiliar continent, Luo Qiang's eyes were filled with confusion.
Two hundred kilometers long spirit veins lay in front of him like mountains, shocking his mind. A purple lightning bolt, like the divine thunder from the nine heavens, surged with heavenly might and shook the surroundings. The Sun Moon Divine Disk, vast and mighty, intimidating all living things!
"This is my small world, called the Star Realm. There are many secrets here, and if any of them are leaked, it will bring about a fatal disaster, so we have to be careful," Wutian said indifferently.
"Small world …"
Luo Qiang was so shocked that he couldn't control himself. This master of his was too terrifying. He even had a small world, a treasure that was beyond the scope of understanding. After a long time, he came back to his senses and asked in surprise, "Master, are the spirit veins of the Seventh Heaven also in the Star Realm?"
Wutian nodded and waved his hand. The two of them appeared in the courtyard.
"Although you are my disciple now, I still have to warn you. If you leak these secrets to others without my permission, don't blame me for being ruthless." Wutian was expressionless, but there was a chilling light in his eyes that made one's heart tremble.
"Disciple will remember!" Luo Qiang bowed.
"En." Wutian nodded and looked at the hall where Luo Chengyou was. He said indifferently, "Let's go and say goodbye to your father. I also have something to ask of him."
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