"Let's go with this place for our first stop!"
Li Qingshan pointed at a bright speck of light on the mental map of the Mist province with his index finger.
Under the bright sunlight, the dense, green sea of trees rose and fell.
The wide, thick leaves wove together to form a boundless green cloud. No matter how resplendent the sunlight was, it was unable to penetrate it. It was gloomy under the criss-crossing canopy of branches.
A tree about two thousand feet tall stood in the middle of the forest. The trunk of the tree was densely covered with tree holes, like a beehive. Large, vicious-looking Bone Eating shamans moved through it.
Although they seemed like beasts, they clearly possessed an order and division of labour. When regular Bone Eating shamans saw the lofty shaman priests, they had to lower their heads in respect. There were also the patrolling guards who glanced around with their sharp gazes.
Of course, there were also hunters responsible for hunting.
At this moment, a group returned. They obviously did not hunt anything else. Every single Bone Eating shaman carried humans on their shoulders. Most of them were women. Some of them had fainted, so they could be considered as lucky. As for those who were conscious, they could only watch as the Bone Eating tribe drew closer. They felt like they had fallen into a bottomless abyss, filled with fear and despair.
The Bone Eating shaman at the very front of the group was also the largest. Even with his hunched back, he was still as tall as two people. Two long, boar-like teeth protruded from the corner of his mouth, which was extremely eye-catching.
"Tusk" let out a strange, excited roar. The corner of his mouth was filled with blood. It could be described as a huge, gaping mouth. Countless roars rang out in the Bone Eating tribe too, welcoming the returning hunters and the food they had brought back.
The roars echoed through the dark forest. It was basically like living in hell. The woman on "Tusk"'s shoulder could not endure the terrifying pressure anymore. She let out a hysterical shriek.
"Tusk" turned around and let out a deterring growl, but the smell of blood and foul wind made the woman completely collapse. Her shriek became even more shrill.
Tusk lost his patience. He bit off the woman's head in a single bite, crunching it to pieces. Brain juices flowed from the corner of his mouth as blood spurted from the severed neck. As if he had already eaten his fill from hunting, Tusk tossed the headless corpse far away, landing beside a group of small Bone Eating shamans who played around.
These small Bone Eating shamans were only half the height of a grown man. Apart from their sharp teeth and claws, they clearly possessed many of the characteristics of humans. However, as soon as they saw the female corpse, they immediately rushed over viciously, tearing at one another and tearing at one another. They tore the female corpse to pieces and feasted on her.
Tusk laughed aloud. The other Bone Eating shamans laughed too.
At this moment, a Bone Eating shaman priest scolded Tusk a few times. Women were for reproduction. He had brought them back after so much difficulty, so how could he waste them like this? Fang did not dare to contradict him. He bowed his head and pleaded guilty. The strange laughter around him grew louder.
The Bone Eating shaman priest did not delve too deeply into the matter, ordering them to take the prey back. The laughter echoed in the forest for a long time, and the smell of blood lingered.
The Bone Eating shaman priest gazed at this and sighed from the bottom of his heart. What a peaceful and peaceful day!
Several dozen kilometers away, Li Qingshan heard the strange laughter that sounded like the roar of a wild beast. He said to Little Ann beside him, "It should be right up ahead. Let me use the Profound Light Illuminates All to take a look first!"
With a wave of his hand, the Spirit Turtle's Profound Shell illuminated the Bone Eating tribe. Li Qingshan paid special attention to the dark-red totems painted on the tree, vaguely forming a whole that enveloped the entire tree.
"It doesn't seem to be a regular formation, and it doesn't have any defensive functions. Its exact functions are very difficult to determine. There are many ancient secret techniques passed down through the Mist province," said Little Ann.
"Won't we know once we try it?"
It was exactly because this was the first battle that Li Qingshan became cautious. According to the brightness of the specks of light, there were roughly several hundred Bone Eating shamans in the Bone Eating tribe, and there was a leader who had undergone the heavenly tribulation. As for the strength of the Qiongqi totem, it was difficult to determine, but it probably could not be stronger than a Daemon Commander.
This was a battle where he possessed an absolute advantage. There was no need for any schemes or schemes at all. All he had to do was crush his opponent head-on.
In the blink of an eye, he crossed several dozen kilometers. The moment he approached the tree where the Bone Eating tribe resided, Li Qingshan sensed the function of the formation. It seems to be able to weaken the enemy.
The totems all lit up, and the condensed smell of blood suddenly thickened, radiating with a great pressure. He felt a hint of resistance, and even the spiritual qi of the world was affected.
However, this did not affect Li Qingshan at all.
The Bone Eating shamans noticed Li Qingshan too. They all roared and lunged over, running through the treetops like the wind and as swift as leopards.
However, Li Qingshan had enough time to study every single one of them. Looks like it's strengthened their abilities by quite a lot. How troublesome!
The troublesome he was talking about was obviously not the Bone Eating shamans before him who had not even undergone a single heavenly tribulation, but the Bone Eating Shaman King thousands of kilometers away.
He deduced the layout of the Bone Eating city. If it also possessed a formation like this, it would probably be ten times or even a hundred times more powerful. Coupled with the Qiongqi totem that possessed the strength of a Daemon King, it would be useless no matter how he erupted on the spot.
And, the Bone Eating Shaman King was different from the Myriad Poison Ancestor. He was a melee fighter with a tough body, so it would be very difficult for him to launch a sneak attack successfully. Even if he succeeded out of luck, it would not be of any decisive use.
I definitely can't clash with the Bone Eating Shaman King there. I don't even have a ten percent chance of victory!
Li Qingshan sighed and exhaled, producing a gust of wind that whistled through the air and turned into a tornado, sweeping away all the Bone Eating shamans before him.
The Asura Field was already in his hand, producing a blood-red swirl that swallowed the Bone Eating shamans.
Li Qingshan did not enter the tree hole. He simply stood at the entrance and whistled in with the wind, sweeping up the Bone Eating shamans one by one and sending them into the Asura Field.
He was like an anteater, extending his long tongue into the nest of ants and sticking it to them one by one.
A furious roar rang out from the hole, and even the tree swayed. An extraordinarily fierce Bone Eating shaman rushed out against the wind. He was the leader of the Bone Eating shamans who had undergone the heavenly tribulation.
Li Qingshan glanced at the Bone Eating shaman leader. If it were not for the sake of refining the Asura Field, his gust of wind would have crushed the entire tree to pieces. In order to ensure that these Bone Eating shamans had enough mental fortitude to fight, he was as "gentle" as he could be, doing his best to prevent them from being harmed at all.
The Bone Eating shaman leader stiffened up. His mind that had almost gone mad suddenly experienced great fear. In a daze, he saw a scarlet tiger staring at him, its eyes like blood and fire, its expression blank like it had sunk into a nightmare. The gust of wind swept him into the Asura Field powerlessly.
This move really does work! As it turns out, turning souls into haunts is only a superficial effect. The deeper effect is to stun the soul. I'll see if I can make the living submit to me later. That way, no matter how many enemies there are, as long as they're weaker than me, I can turn them all into slaves with a single glance. Wouldn't that be insane?
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