Book One, Chapter 283
A few days later, the Sorcerer Tribe's Magus Ceremony officially began.
Countless people came to the front of a vast forest. There were many rectangular platforms that were ten meters tall. On them were sumptuous fruits and food. Many masked Sorcerers in sorcerer robes danced primitive dances on them.
The various tribe leaders stood in front of the stone platforms, followed by the Sorcerer's Sons of the various tribes. Behind them were countless commoners.
The scene was very lively and grand.
The crowd was led by an old woman with a wooden staff. It seemed like she had the highest status.
The forest in front of them was where the ancestors of the Sorcerer Tribe had lived. Now, it was surrounded by all sorts of arrays and restrictions. It had become the holy land of the Sorcerer Tribe. The powerful Sorcerer Tribe had also left behind countless inheritances and treasures. It was very attractive.
Zhao Fu stood at the front while the other Celestial Lord's successor stood at the side. Because Zhao Fu and she had the greatest potential, as the representatives of the Sorcerer's Sons, they had to stand at the front. Otherwise, Zhao Fu did not want to attract so much attention right from the start.
Zhao Fu knew a little about the identity of the other Celestial Lord's successor. She was a pure Sorcerer Tribe member. It was said that she was related to the Celestial Lord by blood. Her name was Wu Ying.
The old woman looked at the forest in front of them with a deep gaze. Her voice was hoarse as she shouted, "We will not forget our ancestors. Today, we will worship our ancestors and pray for their blessings!"
With that, the old woman bowed. All the tribe leaders bowed as well. Everyone else bowed as well. Zhao Fu was no exception. If he was the only one who did not bow, it would be too obvious.
Boom!
Countless beams of light shot out of the air from the forest. They shot towards the people standing in front of the forest with a huge aura, forming a path of light.
The old woman shouted, "Begin the Magus Ceremony!"
The old woman and the tribe leaders walked to the side and looked at Zhao Fu and the rest who were standing behind them.
Zhao Fu and the rest walked forward and followed the path of light into the forest.
Sorcerer's Sons entered the forest continuously.
The elegant middle-aged man asked, "I wonder who will be the young tribe leader this time!"
The beautiful woman in the red dress smiled and said, "If there are no accidents, the young tribe leader will be chosen between Wu Ling and Wu Ying. But personally, I think Wu Ying will win. "
The handsome young man chuckled and said, "I also think more highly of her. She is the descendant of the Celestial Reverend, and her aptitude is beyond our perception. She has a Level 10 Wizard Seal, and her bloodline is related to the Celestial Reverend. She can be said to be the perfect successor to the Young Clan Leader."
The old woman also nodded, "Indeed, there is no one more outstanding than her!"
The elegant middle-aged man said in a deep voice, "On the surface, she is indeed the most suitable person, but I have a faint feeling that this Wu Ling is not simple. His origin is too mysterious, and I didn't get any information from him. He is deliberately hiding his identity."
The cold-looking beautiful woman said, "En, you're right about that. I'm also curious as to why he's hiding his identity. Is there something you don't want to tell us? Also, the strength that this person has displayed is unfathomable. Perhaps he will become the Young Master of the Sorcerer Tribe. But is it good to let someone like him become the Young Master? "
The old woman replied, "It's nothing. Since he has the qualifications, we can't stop him."
The elegant middle-aged man sighed, "Indeed, there's no point in talking about him now. Let's see how they perform in the holy land!"
Zhao Fu entered the forest and looked around before saying to Lang Qing, "Follow me!"
Lang Qing was also a Sorcerer Child of a tribe and was qualified to participate in the Magus Ceremony, so he happily smiled and nodded.
Wu Ying looked at Zhao Fu, who was leaving, and a serious expression appeared on her face. She had heard some information about Zhao Fu, and she cared about Zhao Fu a lot. After all, Zhao Fu was also a strong candidate to become the Young Master.
She had been trying to sense Zhao Fu's strength from the beginning, but she was still unable to sense Zhao Fu's strength. If even she could not sense Zhao Fu's strength, then Zhao Fu's strength would definitely be terrifying, and he would definitely not be weaker than her.
An enchanting woman walked over to her side and smiled as she asked, "What is it?"
She was the Sorcerer Child of Luo She Tribe, and her name was She You Meng. She was also one of the eight great Sorcerer Children, and she had become Wu Ying's friend in the past few days.
Wu Ying said, "I feel that the Sorcerer Spirit is very strong!"
She You Meng laughed lightly, "Yes, we've heard of him before, but I still think that you will become the Young Master of the Sorcerer Tribe."
Wu Ying said softly, "Maybe not!"
She You Meng said, "Then why don't we catch up to him and have a competition to see who is stronger? I think only he is a threat. If we get rid of him, no one will be able to stop you."
Wu Ying thought for a while, "Now that the Magus Ceremony has just started, it's not very suitable. Let's save our battle for last!"
Xuan Shang, Yuan Mie, and Frog Cow stood at the side. They were originally the three great geniuses of the Sorcerer Tribe, and were loved and worshipped by countless people. But now, it was as if they had lost their light. Wu Ying and Zhao Fu had stolen the limelight, and very few people paid attention to them.
"What should we do next?" Xuan Shang looked at Wu Ying and asked.
Frog Cow said, "Anyway, it's impossible for us to become the Young Master. Let's go and do our own things. There are many good things in this Sacred Ground."
Previously, after Frog Cow was defeated by Zhao Fu, he lost his arrogance and became low-key.
Yuan Mie nodded, "Their battle should be at the end. We don't need to do anything now."
The people standing outside the Sacred Ground used a secret technique, causing the image of everyone to be shown in the sky.
Lang Qing followed behind Zhao Fu and asked, "Sorcerer Spirit, where should we go now?"
As Zhao Fu flew in the sky, he sensed his surroundings. "I also don't know. Let's see what treasures there are first."
Xiu!
At this moment, a huge black vine shot out from the ground. With a powerful aura, it shot towards Zhao Fu and Lang Qing at an extremely fast speed.
Zhao Fu stretched out his hand and grabbed at the air, causing a massive formless hand to grab the vine. The vine vigorously twisted and grew, looking like a black python.
When the black vine realized that it could not escape from Zhao Fu's hand, it immediately grew rows of three-meter-long spikes. The spikes were blood red and emitted a cold, steel-like light. With a force, they shot towards Zhao Fu.
A defensive barrier appeared around Zhao Fu's body, covering Zhao Fu and Lang Qing's body. The densely packed spikes hit the defensive barrier and made sounds, but they did not cause any damage to Zhao Fu.
Not only Zhao Fu was attacked, the other Sorcerer Sons were also attacked in different ways.
Some were grass that grew on the ground. They suddenly grew quickly and wrapped around a Sorcerer Son's body. Some were trees that came to life and opened their mouths to swallow a Sorcerer Son. Some flowers suddenly flew out. They were as sharp as blades and cut people's bodies …
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