Qing Hu Tribe.
Recently, the main gate of the tribe was almost trampled to pieces.
The tribe was filled with people of all ages. Their daily activity was at the entrance. They surrounded the large green stone and stood there staring for an entire day. They did not feel tired at all.
The reason had to start from the fact that Leader Li Ran had asked the High Priest to leave something behind.
On that day, the High Priest came to the entrance of the tribe and used his finger as a brush and ink to write the word "Dao" on the large bluestone in one go.
One word seemed ordinary, but it was different from what thousands of people saw.
Some people saw divine abilities and secret techniques, some saw children of noble families, some saw thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, and some saw the sea of stars…
The leader Li Ran was beside the High Priest and said that the "Dao Inscription Tablet" of the big green stone could suppress evil spirits. With this item, the Green Lake would last for thousands of generations and would never fall.
This attracted the favor of the elders in the clan. It was said that they were all proposing to worship the large bluestone Dao word stele and build a temple to compete to be the temple priest.
"I don't care. Half of my foot is already buried in the yellow soil.”
A white-haired old man was making a ruckus and sweeping away all the competitors around him with a walking stick.
Look at how desperate he was. If he didn't become a temple attendant, the old man would be so angry that he wouldn't be able to sleep for three days.
"Who else but you? Pah! You're still early. Half of my body is buried in the yellow soil. I should be the one to be elected as the temple priest.”
As soon as he finished speaking, an old man who was so old that he could not walk became unhappy. He deliberately panted when he spoke.
The temple priest's martial strength was not good, but Laozi was more qualified.
"Leader, you can be the judge."
One by one, the elders appeared and showed great enthusiasm for the matter of becoming temple attendants.
In the end, no one could suppress the other. They could only find their leader, Li Ran, to make a judgment.
"I think it's not impossible for me.”
Li Ran was embarrassed, but he recommended himself. He felt that he could serve as a temple attendant. When he got old, he would resign from the position of leader. It would be a great merit.
"Phew…"
The few old men glared at each other. They had been careless and brought a wolf into the house. Another competitor had come.
"Dao Stele."
While they were happily quarreling at the entrance of the Qing Hu Tribe, an uninvited guest arrived a thousand feet away. Although she had changed and was no different from an ordinary person, the bearing that was revealed between her brows was the aura of a supreme being.
It was Houtu. The moment she arrived at the Qing Hu Tribe, she was attracted by the word " Dao " on the large bluestone. There was a different world inside. In the midst of the fog, a majestic existence sat cross-legged.
He was a mark of time, and he had predicted that the supreme existence of the Sorcerer Tribe would descend.
"I am the High Priest of the human race. Greetings, Fellow Daoist.”
In the past, Wang Jie had left behind a brand, and it had finally been activated. His true mission was to deal with the Ancestor of Sorcery of the Sorcerer Tribe. In the face of such a powerful existence, only his brand could protect the Qing Hu Tribe.
He sat cross-legged in the chaos. His eyes seemed to have seen through the ages. He was not surprised to see Houtu. He bowed faintly, full of the bearing of a peerless expert.
"In the Untainted Land, within the Human Race, such a Heavenly Deity was actually born.”
Houtu was shocked. The human race, a postnatal race created by the Sage, had actually given birth to a supreme existence that was completely connected to the heavens.
In his eyes, Wang Jie's mark was already powerful enough. It had already triggered the power of the River of Time. It was intelligent enough to deal with everything in the passage of time.
From this mark, she could deduce how talented the original owner was and how powerful he was.
"You flatter me."
Wang Jie left behind the mark of the Dao Inscription Stele and smiled. Although his achievements could be considered earth-shattering, there was still a small gap between him and the one and only one in all of history.
"You killed Great Shaman Xiang Liu?"
Houtu and Wang Jie looked at each other through the barrier of time. Her eyes were filled with ripples. The supreme existence that had walked out of the Human Tribe had completely messed up her emotions.
Compared to Xiao Xiaozhen killing the Great Shaman Xiang Liu, she was more willing to believe that it was Wang Jie.
"My clan's Chosen did this, but I will bear all the karma.”
Wang Jie shook his head. Xiao Xiao had created a magnificent feat by defeating a Great Magus. He would not let this glorious achievement be erased just to escape from danger.
However, he was not completely useless. As the High Priest, he had to bear the burden of the Sorcerer Tribe's Karma Reincarnation for a human junior.
"Can you bear the responsibility?"
Houtu believed him.
The death of Great Shaman Xiang Liu was caused by a ten-year-old human child.
As existences at their level, they were not allowed to lie.
As for the burden of sin?
A battle intent rushed out of her body and entered the void. It caused the five elements of the world to collapse and the Yin and Yang mantras to lose their foundation. Like a fierce dragon, it attacked Wang Jie.
"Naturally."
Wang Jie's expression remained calm. He was going to be conceited today. He, the High Priest of the Human Race, had to bear the karma of the human junior.
Faced with the suppression of Hou Tudou's will, he evolved a divine power. This was a divine power rewarded by the system, and it was based on the great expert of the Chaos Era, the Great Immortal with raised eyebrows.
This spell was extremely wondrous. Once it was used, time and space would become illusory. He was the ruler of the void, and no matter how powerful the laws were, he could control them with his heart.
"Boom!"
Divine arts, paths, and wills clashed in the depths of the void, shattering countless laws. However, the real world was stable and peaceful, without a trace of smoke or war.
From a certain point of view, Wang Jie had won. He had resisted the attack of Houtu's spiritual will and protected the Qing Hu Tribe completely.
"Is it thunder?"
The clash of wills caused the people of the Qing Hu Tribe to tremble in their spiritual world. However, when they looked back at the real world, there were no waves. They ignored it immediately and thought that they had heard wrongly. They continued to live their carefree lives.
"Just now, there seemed to be a supreme existence standing there?”
Li Ran's cultivation was the highest in the Qing Hu Tribe. He seemed to have sensed something. In the clash of wills, he sensed Houtu's position.
However, when he looked over, he saw that it was all alone. There was not a trace of a person.
In the end, it could only be an illusion.
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