One hour, two hours, three hours, four hours, nine hours … No one knew how long the situation lasted. They had even forgotten about everything else and could only wait in apprehension.
Gradually, the night turned to morning light, then to the midday sun. Finally, one of the Hall Clansmen couldn't help but cry out in alarm. It was especially loud in the tense atmosphere.
"He succeeded! Heavens, Mu succeeded!" More and more Hall Clansmen joined in the cheering.
Because at that instant, Li Yunmu had used the life force of the entire forest to persist for a day and a night, which was as long as twenty-eight hours. Finally, the death energy which had invaded his arm was forced back into Widowed Night's body.
Moreover, while forcing back the reins, Li Yunmu had also consumed a large amount of the death energy, which was a sign of success.
Sure enough, victory and defeat had been decided at this step. The death energy, which hadn't been much to begin with, had been mostly consumed by Li Yunmu.
After another hour passed, the death energy in Widowed Night's body was gradually eliminated by the increasingly enormous life force. The long-awaited life force once again appeared in the body of Widowed Night, who had a unique position in the Hall Clan.
When Li Yunmu completely stopped using Withered Tree Great Rejuvenation, all the trees in an area of several kilometers around him withered.
Li Yunmu swept his gaze around and found that everything was deathly silent.
Although they had successfully rescued Widowed Night from the Hall tribe, the surroundings of their original camp had become a wasteland.
They had to move and rebuild their camp.
Fortunately, the Hall Mountain Range was a large island, so they didn't need to worry about not being able to find a forest. Thus, this matter wasn't taken to heart by the Hall Clansmen. At least, although they had paid a great price, they had managed to rescue Widowed Night.
"They say that you are very outstanding, the most mystical person they have ever seen. Right now, you are already the closest friend of the Hall Clan," Night translated the words of the Hall Clansmen who were still cheering.
"Please tell them that Mu is very willing to become the friend of the Hall Clan. I hope that our friendship will last forever." When Li Yunmu heard this, he promptly put on an act and performed the Hall Clan's most respectful salute to a friend.
His action greatly increased the favorable impression of all the Hall clansmen present on the scene. Because of this, their relationship with Li Yunmu, this humble and courteous youngster, became even closer.
"You're not bad. You should know that the Hall Tribe is one of the most xenophobic tribes. You're probably the first outsider in the past few centuries to gain their favor and friendship." Night was still wearing a black robe and mask, revealing only a pair of deep, watery eyes.
But Li Yunmu could sense that under the emotionless mask, she had smiled for the first time. Her smile was very beautiful, even if he could only sense it from her expression.
"Are you … a Hall too?" Li Yunmu was in a good mood. Although he was exhausted, he couldn't help but ask the question he had always wanted to ask.
"Yes, I am a Hall. Even though the blood flowing in my body is not, I have never doubted it," Night answered firmly.
But what left Li Yunmu astonished was her reply, which puzzled him even more.
For the next two days, Li Yunmu stayed on the Hall Mountain Island as a guest. The simple and primitive tribe warmly entertained him with their best food.
Although the deathly aura in Widowed Night's body had been expelled, she was still very weak because her body had been dead for many days and was still unconscious.
But Night had already said that as long as the will of the Ancient Fiend God didn't snatch away her vitality, she wouldn't die.
After that, Li Yunmu stayed on the island for two more days. After recovering his strength, he finally began his journey back to Blue Moon Island. During this trip, he had obtained many harvests from the Hall Clan.
Among them were the four source manuscripts promised by the Hall Clan, which were naturally gifted to Li Yunmu. Apart from that, he had also obtained an ornament with the head of a monster.
It was said that since ancient times, this monster was worshipped by the Hall Clan as a subordinate of the Fire God. Its name was Karl Werther King.
Based on the carvings of the monster, it looked like a lion, but also like the combination of a sinister devil and a lion's head.
This was an emblem that every Hall Tribe member carried with them. With it, the Hall Tribe members would treat you as one of their own.
Naturally, the grade of this monster wasn't as high as the one on Night's body, because Li Yunmu already knew that Night's position among the Hall Clan was quite high.
Thus, the grade of the monster he had obtained only represented one of the ordinary members of the Hall Clan. But even so, for the mysterious and primitive race that didn't accept outsiders, this kind of treatment was extremely high and broke the norm.
Moreover, Night had told him that the Hall Clan wasn't as small as the ones on the Hall Mountain Island.
The Origin World was vast, and there were many other Hall tribes living in other regions. His greatest gain this time wasn't the original secret manuals, but the friendship of the natives of the Hall tribe that he couldn't see or touch for the time being.
In the end, Li Yunmu succeeded in obtaining a weapon which could only be used by Hall Clansmen.
It was a long spear made from primitive wood.
From its surface, it looked like an ordinary wooden spear. It was very ugly, and the spearhead wasn't very sharp.
However, after understanding it, Li Yunmu learned that the material used to make the spear was extremely famous in the Origin World. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that it was famous.
This was because the wood used to make the spear was made from ancient trees that had lived for more than ten thousand years.
The ancient trees that could live for more than ten thousand years were extraordinary in themselves, so a spear made from primitive wood could be easily imagined.
Based on this, it was said that even deity level weapons couldn't damage it.
Moreover, this spear was called Hall Clan's Wooden Spear, and it possessed a mysterious power which far surpassed its outer appearance.
It was unknown what kind of monster's blood and tree sap had been used to carve some intertwining patterns on the body of the spear. It was these mysterious patterns that made the Hall Clan's Wooden Spear seem even more mysterious and possessed an unfathomable power.
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