The five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth gathered together. The heavenly dragon streaked across the clouds, and the scorching sun tore through the shackles. It burned away all the filth and evil energy, and the blood-stained world became barren.
Ye Qinghan's eyes were like limpid autumn water. With a thought, the world mourned. With a thought, the world became barren. The entire battlefield was devoid of life.
"I said there must be water!"
Ye Qinghan moved his finger, and the purest source of water in the world moved the water from the heavens. It whistled through the sky and poured down, drowning the yellow sand and cleansing the mortal world.
"The earth churns, and the source of earth appears!"
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
The entire withered battlefield rose and fell. The sand and stones were drowned by the earth, and the barren battlefield became fertile land.
"I said there must be life!"
The thousands of vines of the Star Twining Vine broke and pierced into the earth, taking root and sprouting. Ye Qinghan casually scattered the seeds of the divine medicine, which were stimulated by the source of the five elements. They quickly broke through the earth and began to grow. Although there were not many of them, and although it was only a small area, it became the only place of life within a radius of countless miles.
There was life in death, just like there was hope in a hopeless situation!
Ye Qinghan focused on his own matters, and was no longer disturbed by the negative emotions brought about by the Curse Technique. Not only did his soul not become weak because of the Curse Technique, it became stronger because of his current focus.
The negative emotions were gradually expelled from Ye Qinghan's divinity and sea of consciousness. His eyes were deep, and everything in front of him was clear. The fog could not cover his eyes, and the Curse Technique could no longer bind him.
Boom!
Ye Qinghan held Crazy Sword in his hand, and stepped into the ditch, splashing up dirty water and mud as he went deeper and deeper.
The sound of the Curse Technique was still floating, as if it would last forever.
Suddenly, an afterimage flashed past in front of him like an illusion. Ye Qinghan's pupils constricted. He clearly saw a peerless figure dressed in the Witch Tribe's attire, and he could not help but bristle.
"Is that a Witch Tribe member?" The divine bird's eyes flashed, and it laid on Ye Qinghan's shoulder and asked doubtfully.
"You saw it too?" Ye Qinghan held Crazy Sword tightly and said in a low voice.
"Nonsense! The Sorcerer Tribe's Curse Technique is useless against me. What I see here is definitely not an illusion! "The Divine Bird said confidently.
"It was too fast. I didn't see it clearly, but it seemed to be the clothes of the Shaman Tribe. However, there are some differences …" Ye Qinghan thought for a moment and said through gritted teeth.
"The third Sorcerer God is buried here! I wonder if there are any more Shamans guarding this place. If there are, then that person just now should be the tomb keeper. If not, then that person just now … "When Ye Qinghan said this, he could not help but shiver. This kind of thing was like a mortal seeing a ghost. Goosebumps rose all over his body.
"Let's go and take a look! This Divine Bird's interest is piqued! I've never seen a divine soul that has been dead for millions or even tens of millions of years that hasn't been destroyed! Even my ancestors have never seen it before, hahaha … "The divine bird said excitedly.
Ye Qinghan turned his head to look at the divine bird on his shoulder. He pursed his lips and asked, "Are you alright? If he really is the third Sorcerer God, do you know what will happen if you meet him? "
"What? Is there anything in this world that you're afraid of? " The divine bird said disdainfully, as if it had seen through Ye Qinghan. It said, "Hurry up and follow him. Who knows, we might discover something!"
Ye Qinghan grinned. The divine bird understood him. No matter how strange the world was, he was not afraid. He always wanted to find out the truth. Therefore, he raised his saber and rushed into the depths. He was like the wind, traceless and without a trace.
The afterimage was still floating. It looked like a spiritual body, but it also looked like a real body of flesh and blood. It was clearly not far in front of him, but it also looked like it was far away. It was blurry and unfathomable.
Ye Qinghan kept following behind. The more he looked, the more alarmed he became. The afterimage did not seem to have noticed him and continued to float into the depths.
"He is the guardian of the third Sorcerer God's tomb. I don't know how many years he has been dead. Don't get too close …"
A voice suddenly exploded in Ye Qinghan's sea of consciousness. It shook Ye Qinghan, causing him to tremble. He felt that the voice was somewhat familiar.
"Nine Nether … Master?" Ye Qinghan frowned and asked in a low voice.
"Hmph, you still know to call me Master. My efforts were not in vain." The Nine Nether Master snorted coldly.
Ye Qinghan's eyes flashed. Was a superior god priest really so powerful? Even though he was on the 18th level of the Nine Nether, he could actually see through the shackles of time and space, observe the mythical plane, and transmit his voice at will?
"You have the bloodline and inheritance of the Sorcerer Tribe. If you follow him to the tomb of the third Sorcerer God, you might be able to obtain the inheritance of the ancient Sorcerer God. However, fate can never be broken. After you obtain the inheritance, the enemy you will face will not be so easy to deal with," the Nine Nether Master reminded in a low voice.
"What enemy?" Ye Qinghan asked curiously.
They were the first batch of living beings in the universe, immortal and eternal. Among them, the two strongest were the first Sorcerer God and Emperor You. Emperor You's actions were extreme. He wanted to lead the gods, refine the Heavenly Way, and become the supreme god in the world, the father god respected by all gods. Hence, he was called the Great Demon God. He fought with the Sorcerer God countless times, but their divine power was on par. In the end, he roped in other gods to join the war, causing the first Era of God's Destruction to descend. Their descendants passed on the legacy, and they also passed on their hatred and unfulfilled wishes. When you meet the people of the Fiendcelestial Cult, you will understand that the hatred is innate. When one side is not destroyed, the hatred will be passed on forever. "
"Now that the Sorcerer Tribe is in decline, there are only some weak ones left. You may be the strongest Sorcerer Tribe. Sooner or later, you will face the people of the Fiendcelestial Cult." The Nine Nether Master reminded calmly.
Ye Qinghan's black eyes turned. It was the first time he had heard of the Fiendcelestial Cult and the so-called Great Demon God. He frowned and asked, "Demon God? He's not human? "
"He's human, but because of his way of doing things, he was called Demon God by others. The first batch of creatures born were either humans or divine beasts, such as the Chaotic Green Dragon, White Tiger, Black Tortoise, and Divine Phoenix. They controlled the four directions, stabilized the chaotic universe, and transcended the world. However, the human gods were still led by the Sorcerer God and Emperor You. They were the Master Gods who controlled the Great Dao, laws, and various elements respectively. Some of them were loyal to the Sorcerer God, while others were loyal to Emperor You. They formed two camps. Now, the Demon God camp is missing, and the Sorcerer Tribe camp is almost extinct," the Nine Nether Master said calmly.
"Which camp are you from?" Ye Qinghan was curious. Someone of the Nine Nether Master's level should be able to participate in a war of that level, right?
"Me? When I was born, there was already a winner between the two sides. The Sorcerer Tribe was almost extinct, and only a few experts were seriously injured. They fled in different directions and each inherited a batch of witchcraft. They lived on in small planes, so I don't belong to any camp. However, when I was young, I met the fourth Sorcerer God and received some favors. As for the fifth Sorcerer God … Ah … "The Nine Nether Master sighed and stopped talking.
After a long time, the Nine Nether Master warned again, "The guardian of the third Sorcerer God's tomb has no wisdom or emotions, only the will to protect. Once you get too close, he will attack you involuntarily. With your cultivation, you can't even withstand one blow. I can't save you in time, so you can only follow from afar and find the tomb of the third Sorcerer God. Use the bloodline of the Sorcerer Tribe to awaken the inheritance of the Sorcerer Tribe.
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