Sage Kui and the others gathered around. They were all thinking about how to obtain the supreme treasure, the Killing God Shaman Spear. They had put the matter of Ye Qinghan to the back of their minds.
"The clan's treasure belongs to those who are fated to obtain it. Everyone can give it a try!" Many Clan Elders wanted to obtain the Killing God Shaman Spear. With it, they would be able to command the shaman race!
"Let me!" Ran Qingtian stepped through the air and reached for the spear.
The immortal light of the barrier around the spear soared into the sky. Without a dao heart, who would dare to touch it?
Whoosh!
The moment Ran Qingtian touched the barrier, the divine light spread out and sent him flying. He didn't even have a chance to resist.
Ku Luo followed closely behind. People with such firm dao hearts were unstoppable. Even if there was danger ahead, they would not turn back!
Ku Luo left his body where it was and projected his soul. He formed a seal with both hands and shouted, "The decaying body is only a shackle. With the world as my body, I can break all laws!"
Boom!
Ku Luo's aura was as vast as the heavens. His soul stood in front of him like the great dao of the heavens. No one dared to blaspheme it.
"He's mastered the third level of the nature technique!" Everyone gasped and said to themselves in shock.
"The nature technique is about transcending nature. The soul controls everything. The body is only a body to imprison the soul. Once you break through the body, you'll transcend nature! There are a total of six levels. At the fourth step, you can display the might of the shaman ancestor. At the fifth step, you can achieve immortality. But this is only in theory. No one has ever reached that level, not even the shaman ancestor, "Que Que 'er murmured.
Ye Qinghan nodded and looked at Ku Luo. This person's aura was restrained. He was not as arrogant and despotic as Ran Qingtian, who only knew how to provoke his opponents with words. This person's future was limitless.
Ku Luo used the world as his body and grabbed the spear like he wanted to crush everything. Unfortunately, the spear was as immovable as a mountain. The barrier activated again and sent Ku Luo flying.
Whoosh!
Ran Kuanglong rushed over with a terrifying aura. He reached out to grab the spear like an ancient shaman, but he was sent flying before he could even get close. Whoosh!
Whoosh! Whoosh!
More than ten silhouettes appeared, and they were all top warriors from different tribes. Even warriors like Elder Wu and the Clan Elder rushed over. Unfortunately, the battle spear was not willing to be controlled, which made everyone's faces turn ugly.
Hu Wa walked towards Ye Qinghan and asked with his eyes. He really wanted to give it a try.
Ye Qinghan nodded. Hu Wa activated the Shaman Amulet, and his whole body emitted a kind of ancient aura, as if he was an Ancestral Shaman, extremely domineering.
Boom!
Step by step, Hu Wa's two-meter-tall body grew taller and taller.
In front of the spear, Hu Wa reached out to grab the spear. The barrier had finally been broken, and the Tigermen Tribe's people couldn't help but rejoice. Ye Qinghan also smiled. However, when Hu Wa truly touched the spear, an immortal light broke through the barrier and spread into the boundless universe. Even the Imperial Domain could clearly see it. However, the immortal light flashed and disappeared, never to appear again.
Bang!
Hu Wa was sent flying hundreds of meters away and smashed into the ground. The ground cracked and he coughed up blood.
Everyone could not help but gasp, and no one dared to go forward to test it.
Ye Qinghan frowned and wanted to give it a try. But he knew that the Sorcerer Tribe would never allow him to take away their supreme treasure, and the God-killing Shaman Spear would not choose an outsider. He looked at Xiu Que'er and said in a low voice, "You go and try. Remember, no matter how powerful a magic weapon is, it is controlled by a human. If you don't even have the will to control the weapon, you will never be able to get it."
Ye Qinghan patted his chest and said in a hoarse voice, "This will determine whether you can control the God-killing Shaman Spear or not!"
Xiu Que'er took a deep breath. She had lost all her cultivation, and only her body was at the level of a Dao Master. She could not fly, but she did not want to appear too weak in front of Ye Qinghan. She could not help but clench her fists and rush up. She ran wildly and stamped her feet on the ground, causing the ground to crack. Her body flashed across the sky like lightning. She was not afraid of death. She grabbed the sky, broke through the barrier, and grabbed the spear.
"Ah!"
Xiu Que'er shouted angrily. She pulled the God-killing Shaman Spear and dropped it from the sky.
Screech!
The God-killing Eagle rode the wind and broke through the waves. It flew out of Ye Qinghan's body and caught Xiu Que'er in the sky.
Xiu Que'er held the God-killing Shaman Spear. Her aura was overwhelming, and her clothes fluttered in the wind.
Phew …
Ye Qinghan exhaled a mouthful of turbid Qi. Seeing that Xiu Que'er was recognized by the God-killing Shaman Spear, he heaved a sigh of relief.
"I did it!" Xiu Que'er was overjoyed. She rushed toward Ye Qinghan.
Ye Qinghan's expression changed slightly, but he did not dodge. The God-killing Eagle flew under his feet and brought the two of them up into the sky. With a long screech, its aura suppressed everyone.
Sage Kui did not know whether to be happy or sad. He had offended the Five Elements Dao Body. His granddaughter had obtained the God-killing Shaman Spear and could command the Sorcerer Tribe. He had also offended her. Suddenly, he felt ashamed.
Many people looked at Xiu Que'er respectfully, but some had hatred and anger in their eyes.
Ye Qinghan saw through everything. He shook his head. A woman controlling the Sorcerer Tribe was not enough. Moreover, it was Xiu Que'er who had lost her cultivation.
Screech!
The war spear roared and shook the sky. It pierced through the Ancestral Star's enchantment. The heaven-defying immortal light shrouded the entire Ancestral Star. It was so bright that people could not open their eyes.
The enchantment was broken! Ye Qinghan was overjoyed. He did not expect the enchantment seal of the Sorcerer Tribe's Ancestral Star to be broken so quickly!
"This …" The Sorcerer Elders and Clan Elders of the various clans had ugly expressions. However, the war spear had already launched its attack and established Xiu Que'er's authority. They had no chance to refute. They could only kneel down respectfully and acknowledge Xiu Que'er's identity.
Xiu Que'er did not know what to do. She could only look at Ye Qinghan.
Ye Qinghan looked at the Ancestral Star that had broken out of the ground. He had no interest in this group of old men. He sent a voice transmission to remind them, "Let them get up and return to their homes. We will go to the Ancestral Star to take a look."
Xiu Que'er nodded. She pretended to be dignified and said, "All of you, get up and return … to your homes. If anyone wants to enter the Ancestral Star, come with me."
Ye Qinghan was speechless. This woman was so pure that there was no limit to it.
Ye Qinghan had no choice but to enter the Ancestral Star with a group of people. Rushou's tribe was vast and boundless. It was buried underground by the yellow sand. Now, the entrance had appeared. It was hundreds of feet wide and led deep into the Ancestral Star.
All the experts above the Sorcerer Elders followed, including the experts of the younger generation. When they entered the Ancestral Star, they discovered that a huge defensive energy shield enveloped a city. It was so big that it seemed boundless. However, the city was in ruins and the corpses piled up like mountains. Even after countless years, it was still as sparkling and translucent as white jade.
This was a dead city. It had been hundreds of thousands of years, but the enchantment had not dissipated. It was a terrifying sight.
"This was the Ancestral Star of my tribe!" Sage Kui looked at the tragic state of the Ancestral Star and cried bitterly. Countless living beings had died tragically here. Who wouldn't feel sad?
The atmosphere was stifling. This city was only the tip of the iceberg. There were at least twelve other cities like this, and some of them were even more tragic than this! Their entire tribe had been wiped out.
Ye Qinghan stared at the dark world. He waved his hand, and a huge fire lit up the sky, illuminating the world. The white bones were soul-stirring. Every two steps he took, he would crush a skeleton. These were the corpses of the weak. The truly powerful corpses were nowhere to be found.
Every time a skeleton was crushed, someone would cry softly. These were the skeletons of their ancestors.
* Hum ~ *
The Killing God Sorcerer Spear trembled in grief. It had witnessed the tragic massacre. Everyone's life force was sucked away, and living creatures were falling down continuously. Sorcery was useless now. Only the twelve great sorcerer ancestors led the Ancestral Sorcerers to fight. The monarch's blood dyed the heavens and the earth red. Blood stains covered a million miles. Corpses fell down continuously, and countless dead spirits roared.
Ye Qinghan sighed. He had witnessed too many tragedies. Back then, Xiao Zhanxing, the Imperial Region, the Aeon Battlefield, and the Great Desolate War. Which one of them did not have countless casualties?
The group stepped into the main city. All the palaces had been destroyed, and not a single one was intact. The powerful shaman race of the past had been reduced to ruins overnight. Many supreme treasures were lost.
The group collected the supreme treasures, but they were not happy.
Ye Qinghan woke the parrot, and the divine bird immediately went wild, abandoning Ye Qinghan. The universe ring on its claw shone brightly, and it took away large amounts of supreme treasures. The speed of the group was not as fast as its speed.
Ye Qinghan rolled his eyes. This bastard seemed to have forgotten that he still had a master.
"Let's go straight to the main palace and see if we can find any treasures." Ye Qinghan brought Ming Que 'er straight to a majestic palace. It had almost completely collapsed. These materials were all used to defend against divine sense. If they wanted to find any supreme treasures in this ruined building, they would have to rummage through them.
The two of them held weapons in their hands as they rummaged through the rubble in search of supreme treasures. Even a brick from the Archaic Era was very rare. After all these years of corrosion, they had long since lost their essence and would shatter with the slightest touch.
The two of them went all the way into the main palace and finally found a room that was not destroyed. Moreover, there were shining shaman talismans. They couldn't help but be delighted.
"There's definitely something good here. Otherwise, there's no need to protect it like this," Ye Qinghan said confidently.
"Okay, I'll open it and take a look." Ming Que 'er waved her battle spear without hesitation and ruthlessly pierced through the defenses. The shaman talismans did not counterattack, perhaps because of the ancient power of the Killing God Shaman Spear.
The two of them opened the door and found that this was actually a crafting room. A crafting furnace stood in the center, completely undamaged. There was a water trough and many shelves next to it. The shelves were filled with weapons. Most of them were battle spears made of bone that had not been destroyed by the passage of time.
Ye Qinghan reached out and grabbed a battle spear. He found that it was not inferior to the Berserk Spear in his hand. He was shocked. The cultivators of the past were too terrifying. If such a weapon fell into the outside world, it would definitely cause a commotion in the sacred grounds. There were actually dozens of them here!
The two of them walked around the room. Suddenly, Ming Que 'er reached out to grab a shelf and took out an iron scroll. The Archaic Shaman Language was difficult to understand. Even Ming Que' er could not understand it. The Killing God Shaman Spear suddenly flashed with divine light, and a strand of memory rushed into her sea of consciousness. When she looked at the Shaman Language again, it was incomparably clear and easy to understand.
"Big Brother Ye, this is the Wind Mark Secret Technique! My clan's strongest secret technique has been lost for hundreds of thousands of years. I didn't expect it to be here! "Ming Que 'er exclaimed in joy.
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