"Could it be that this isn't the case? That's possible? Incredible! "
Duanmu Dihua was the younger brother of an aristocratic clan, and he had wandered the Central Plains for many years. He had seen many things, and even if he hadn't eaten pork before, he had at least seen pigs run.
Duanmu Dihua stared in astonishment at this divine image that seemed to have been bestowed by the heavens. He turned to Xuanyuan Feiyu and asked, "Brother Feiyu, you're not telling me that my old friend Bonin is currently awakening a divine gift, are you?"
"Yes. You're not mistaken. Bonin is currently in the process of awakening a divine gift, and a high-grade one at that."
Xuanyuan Feiyu nodded seriously. In his heart, he was very proud of Xuanyuan Bonin. This should have been a joyous occasion, but because of what had happened to Xuanyuan Bonin's father, he couldn't bring himself to be happy at all.
"Bonin has always been quite talented. Logically speaking, he should have awakened a divine gift long ago, but because he rejected cultivation and didn't have a heart of martial arts, he didn't awaken a divine gift."
"Perhaps it's because when uncle died, Bonin suffered an enormous blow. In order to avenge uncle, he urgently needed more power. His boundless rage stimulated his heart of martial arts, and so he awakened a divine gift."
Xuanyuan Feiyu slowly began to explain, explaining his own conjectures. His reasoning was very reasonable. Clearly, he understood his cousin Xuanyuan Bonin very well. They were like brothers, and their relationship was very good.
"Old friend Bonin's divine gift awakened a bit late." Duanmu Dihua expressed his opinion, but then he shook his head.
"However, old friend Bonin awakened a seventh-tier divine gift. Given that he's only eighteen years old, it's not too late. As long as he works hard in cultivation, his power will skyrocket. Right. Brother Feiyu, do you know what kind of divine gift Bonin awakened?"
"What kind of divine gift?" Xuanyuan Feiyu stared at the seven rays of pure white light above Xuanyuan Bonin's head.
After thinking for a moment, he replied, "If my guess is correct, then Bonin's divine gift should be a seventh-tier divine gift, the Skyspeed Divine Gift!"
"The Skyspeed Divine Gift! Not bad! " Duanmu Dihua exclaimed in admiration. He looked enviously at Xuanyuan Bonin, who was being baptized by the divine light. Thinking about how he was already twenty-six years old and still hadn't awakened his God's Gift, he couldn't help but feel a little sad.
Xuanyuan Feiyu noticed the envy in Duanmu Dihua's eyes, and he knew that Duanmu Dihua had not awakened any divine gifts.
"Brother Digging Flower, don't feel inferior. Who knows, you might be able to awaken the Divine Gift soon. Even if you can't awaken the Divine Gift in the end, it's not a big deal."
"My uncle didn't awaken any god's bestow either, but his cultivation talent and strength are much more outstanding than any other god's bestow experts of the same generation. I wonder how he is now? Sigh. "
"Eh, I don't have any expectations for the God's Gift. I've created the Path of Broken Shoes, which is even more powerful than the God's Gift."
Duanmu Dihua was slightly startled, but then he said proudly. He was actually comparing the Path of Broken Shoes to the God's Gift? What a weirdo. When he heard Xuanyuan Feiyu sigh, he instead comforted him.
"Brother Feiyu, don't worry too much. Perhaps Senior Bo Yu's life isn't in any danger. Later, let's ask brother Bonin."
"Right." Xuanyuan Feiyu turned to look at Xuanyuan Bonin. Suddenly, he frowned as he coldly swept his gaze around.
He could sense quite a few martial artists flying towards them. Clearly, the sight of Xuanyuan Bonin awakening his God's Gift had attracted the attention of many martial artists from Mystic Moon City.
"Bonin will need about 15 minutes to completely awaken his God's Gift. No one is allowed to disturb him. Diahua, Yuxin, the two of you stay here and guard. I'll go stop anyone from disturbing him!"
Xuanyuan Feiyu instructed Duanmu Dihua and Xuanyuan Yuxin, then he quickly flew up into the sky. The aura of a Demigod Realm expert was fully released, shocking the surrounding area. His goal was to deter and stop those curious martial artists.
Mystic Moon City was a medium-sized city, but it couldn't even be considered a medium-sized city. There wasn't a single Demigod Realm expert in the city. The strongest expert was a peak third stage Divine Dragon Realm expert.
"What a powerful aura! That man should be a Demigod Realm expert. He's trying to deter us. It's better if we don't go over. "
Seeing Xuanyuan Feiyu hovering in mid-air like an awe-inspiring deity, the martial artists who were running or flying towards them halted in unison when they sensed Xuanyuan Feiyu's suffocating aura.
Xuanyuan Feiyu's expression was cold and dignified. He heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that none of the martial artists dared to approach him. He didn't want to start a massacre. After all, those martial artists didn't have any grudges with him.
The time it took for half an incense stick to burn passed quickly. The seven rays of white light above Xuanyuan Bonin's head gradually faded and eventually disappeared. The baptism of divine light was over, and the God's Gift awakening was completed perfectly.
"Heavenly Speed!"
Xuanyuan Bonin bellowed and released the Heavenly Speed God's Gift. His aura skyrocketed, and his strength increased by five levels, from peak first stage Heavenly Dragon Realm to peak second stage Divine Dragon Realm.
Swish!
In order to vent the anger in his heart, Xuanyuan Bonin soared into the sky and slashed his sword at the sky. He crazily expended the massive amount of spiritual energy in his body to vent his anger. Otherwise, he might go crazy.
What exactly happened to Xuanyuan Boyu? Why did he make Xuanyuan Bonin so angry that he lost his composure?
Xuanyuan Feiyu, Duanmu Dihua, and Xuanyuan Yuxin silently looked at Xuanyuan Bonin who was slashing at the sky. They didn't stop Xuanyuan Bonin from venting his anger.
After the time it took for an incense stick to burn, Xuanyuan Bonin was exhausted. He landed in front of Xuanyuan Feiyu and the others and started to recite the message in the communication jade slip.
"The message in the communication jade slip wasn't sent by my father, but by that bastard Zhangsun Wudi. He said that my father has fallen into the hands of the Demonic Palace. He said that if you want to save my father, you should ask Xiao Chen to cripple his own cultivation and go to the Death Valley."
"Demonic Palace?" Xuanyuan Feiyu's expression turned extremely gloomy, and he said with a murderous aura, "In that case, Zhangsun Wudi really colluded with the Demonic Palace. Otherwise, Zhangsun Wudi alone wouldn't be able to take down Little Uncle."
"Something isn't right?" Duanmu Dihua was calmer than Xuanyuan Feiyu and Xuanyuan Bonin. He immediately thought of a flaw and asked curiously,
"Zhangsun Wudi is not in charge of the Zhangsun Clan now, but Zhangsun Wutian. How could Zhangsun Wutian collude with the Demonic Palace? With his strength, he wouldn't put the Demonic Palace in his eyes at all. What do you think? "
"This …"
Xuanyuan Feiyu and Xuanyuan Bonin also felt that there was something fishy about this matter. They also didn't believe that Zhangsun Wutian would cooperate with the Demonic Palace. There was no need for it at all. With Zhangsun Wutian's strength, he could easily destroy the Demonic Palace.
"Unless Zhangsun Wutian isn't in the Zhangsun Clan anymore. He disappeared again and went to the mysterious place where he stayed for decades." Duanmu Dihua's analysis was reasonable. It was as if he had seen the truth with his own eyes.
"En."
Xuanyuan Feiyu and Xuanyuan Bonin looked at each other and nodded in agreement with Duanmu Dihua's analysis. However, their hearts became even heavier.
If the Zhangsun Clan colluded with the Demonic Palace, it was almost equivalent to the other three clans colluding with the Demonic Palace. Now that the Xuanyuan Clan was being hunted by the demon race, it was like adding snow to snow. There was no way for them to survive.
The fates of Xiao Chen and Xuanyuan Guao were unknown, and Xuanyuan Boyu had fallen into the hands of the Demonic Palace. Who would help Xiao Chen and Xuanyuan Guao? Who would save Xuanyuan Boyu?
Xuanyuan Feiyu and the other three couldn't even protect themselves. They couldn't help Xiao Chen and Xuanyuan Guao, nor could they save Xuanyuan Bonin. Their only hope was that Xiao Chen and Xuanyuan Guao could successfully escape and then think of a way to save Xuanyuan Boyu.
In addition …
If the Xuanyuan Clan's ancestor, Xuanyuan Hongtian, could return, then the crisis of the Xuanyuan Clan could be easily resolved. However, the possibility of this was very low, almost impossible.
Xuanyuan Feiyu and the other three suddenly felt very helpless. They also felt that they were very useless. In the face of the predicament in front of them, they couldn't do anything but wait.
Strength!
This was the best time to display the importance of strength. Without strength, they couldn't do anything. They would only become a burden to their family and friends. This was the guilt and self-blame that Xuanyuan Feiyu and the other three felt.
"Let's go! We'll go and find out more about Xiao Chen and Uncle! "
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