The old man in the middle frowned and revealed a trace of displeasure on his face. He said indifferently, "Just based on the three Blood Soul Crystals he obtained, is that enough?"
The skinny elder's expression was cold, and he did not seem to fear Elder Yun Shouyang at all. He was about to speak when he heard the fat elder next to him try to smooth things over. "Alright, alright. This little guy can obtain Blood Soul Crystals. Not only is it beneficial for casting the incantation, but his cultivation method must also be compatible with the God Subduing Incantation. Everyone is free to do whatever they want, and it's not like we're taking anything from you. Skinny guy, don't talk so much. "
The skinny elder snorted coldly and closed his eyes. Yun Shouyang smiled at the fat elder, and the fat elder nodded in response.
Yun Shouyang then waved at Hei Lang. Hei Lang walked over and knelt down a little behind Yun Shouyang. He then took out a completely black dagger and placed it on the ground.
Three inches in front of the dagger's blade, there was a small crystal that was bright red and had the texture of an amber agate. It was attached to the dagger.
Yun Shouyang's gaze swept over the small red crystal, and then he looked at Hei Lang. His eyes were gentle as he nodded at him.
Hei Lang lowered his head and did not speak. He quietly knelt behind him and waited. However, when his gaze swept over the ground in front of him, he suddenly noticed that in a small patch of wild grass not far away, a small red flower was blooming beautifully.
He glanced at the flower and then looked away.
…
This dark night seemed to be exceptionally long. Even time seemed to slow down at this moment. Endless darkness clustered around this valley. After an unknown amount of time, the four people by the bonfire suddenly raised their heads at the same time.
In the deep darkness in the distance, from an unknown place, a heart-palpitating drumbeat suddenly sounded.
The bonfire in front of them, which was still burning, suddenly trembled violently. It became chaotic, and countless sparks flew! If flames had a life of their own, then at this moment, this ball of fire seemed to be roaring angrily, but also seemed to be afraid and panicking, constantly trembling and swaying there …
The sound of heavy footsteps suddenly came from the valley. The next sound came from an extremely far distance. In just a few steps, he had already crossed a long distance and arrived near the flame.
The faint drumming never disappeared, and it seemed to be getting more and more urgent, making one's heart beat faster uncontrollably.
A moment later, a tall figure slowly walked out from the darkness.
The flames suddenly dimmed for a moment. It was because all the flames had suddenly lowered their heads, as if they were expressing their respect to this person. Then, the figure casually waved his hand. Suddenly, the flames grew brighter and soared into the sky. In an instant, they grew several times stronger and illuminated the surrounding area of more than ten zhang.
Hei Lang raised his head and his gaze landed on the figure that was slowly approaching.
The person who had come was a very old man, but he was not a human cultivator that was commonly seen in the Divine Central Plains. He looked to be at least half the height of an ordinary person. Moreover, he seemed to be hunched over and looked somewhat tired.
The old man held a thick wooden staff in his hand. It was incomparably heavy, and its surface was carved with bright red flame patterns. Two sharp fangs protruded from his mouth. Perhaps because he had lived through so many years, the fangs had turned from snow-white to a dull gray. And this person's face was tattooed with countless dark blue totem patterns, most of which were related to fire. He looked especially terrifying.
Hei Lang's pupils contracted slightly, and a word suddenly flashed through his mind: Barbarian!
… …
The barbarians were a strange race that lived in the Southern Border Continent of the Divine Central Plains. They were separated from the human race by the incomparably huge Land of Chaos. In the past, although the human cultivators did not have a blood feud with the barbarians, they had never lived in harmony with each other.
Just like this Barbarian who looked very old at this moment, when he walked past the wooden sign, his eyes swept over the huge tree pattern on the wooden sign, and a trace of obvious contempt suddenly flashed across his eyes.
At the same time, seven unusually tall and majestic figures appeared behind the old barbarian. Without exception, they were all muscular barbarian warriors. Each of them was like a small mountain, and their bulging muscles seemed to contain endless power. Even if it was just a hand-to-hand fight, ordinary demonic beasts would probably not be a match for them.
However, these seven incredibly powerful barbarian warriors seemed to be unusually respectful towards the old barbarian in front of them. When they saw the old man wave his hand casually, they stopped in the darkness and did not come any closer.
Hei Lang's gaze fell on the old barbarian again. He thought to himself, 'Legend has it that the barbarian tribes have always had a position of shaman, a supreme leader. Perhaps this old man in front of me is one?'
At this moment, the gazes of the three elders also fell on the old barbarian's face. After a while, Yun Shouyang nodded at him and said, "I've long heard of the great name of the 'Fire Shaman'. Now that I've seen it for myself, the Venerable One indeed has supreme power, and is especially sensitive to fire spiritual energy. I admire you, I admire you."
The barbarian old man let out a low laugh. His voice was abnormally deep and hoarse, like the sound of a broken bellow, and it made one's hair stand on end. He said, "In the eyes of you human cultivators, we are all uncivilized barbarians. What's there to admire?"
Yun Shouyang smiled faintly and said, "Since we've entered the Three Realms Divine Sect, we've always seen all living beings in the Three Realms as equals. We don't have the leisure to differentiate between these meaningless things."
The old barbarian laughed softly and did not say anything.
Yun Shouyang asked again, "Have you brought the thing?"
The old Barbarian put his hand into his bosom, and after searching for a while, he took out a necklace. There were many white bone ornaments hanging on the necklace, and in the middle of the largest bone, there was a small hole dug out. Inside the hole was a small object that was shining with a strange luster. The two ends of the object were pointed, and the middle was bulging. It looked like the grain of wood, and it was dark green in color. It looked like the seed of some unknown tree. Looking at it from afar, it did not seem to be anything special, but it made people feel that this' seed 'was full of vitality.
As soon as this item appeared, the three elders of the Three Realms Divine Sect were shocked. They stood up together and stared at the white bone, especially at the "seed", not letting go.
After a while, the three of them looked at each other and nodded slightly. It seemed that they had confirmed it.
The rotund elder seemed to be the most excited. He clenched his fists and said with an eager and excited expression, "Since everything is ready, let's begin!"
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