Beishan Dabao Valley and Neigu Tiankeng
When the vitality returned and strength surged up again, Qiye moved with difficulty and leaned on the rock wall.
He looked at the mysterious black figure in amazement and said nervously:
"who are you?"
"Who am I? It's okay to tell you the truth. I am the Shadow Clan, Shadow Shark..."
The mysterious figure's tone was unexpectedly calm, and he didn't address himself too highly. The two of them seemed to be chatting casually.
"Aren't you... a Sky-Swallowing Clan?"
Qiye stabilized his body and probed.
He was very confused:
Isn't this shadow man sent by the Tiantian Clan?
"If you say I am, I am too; if you say I am not, I am not either..."
Shadow Shark's dark figure separated its legs, slowly walked towards Qiye, and answered in a tongue twister.
"What's the meaning?"
Seeing the other party approaching, Qiye didn't make any unnecessary struggle and showed his usual calmness.
He had a hunch: If this shadow man wanted to kill him, it would be easier than blowing his breath.
What's more, the mysterious man's specious answer made him very puzzled.
What is his identity?
If they are really from the Tiantian Clan, then why do they want to save themselves?
If they weren't from the Tiantian Clan, why did they come here?
"We, the Shadow Clan... are a subordinate race of the Tuntian Clan. Do you understand what I say?
This time, I was ordered to come here to bring back the black magic flame left by Ao Xiaozi.
This is how it should be...
However, what I didn't expect was that I accidentally discovered your existence.
It gave me a new decision..."
Shadow Shark leaned down and stared at Qiye with his bright blood eyes, as if he had discovered a treasure in the world and wanted to see through him.
Being locked by such bloody and cold eyes, Qiye felt as if he was falling into the abyss of a sea of blood, which was simply suffocating.
In fact, Qiye didn't know that Shadow Shark had tried his best to restrain his aura of "late king level ninth level" strength.
Otherwise, even a trace of this aura would be enough to blow him, a scum of "early war level first level", into ashes.
Of course, Shadow Shark seemed calm on the surface, but in fact he was making a difficult decision in his heart.
Once this decision is exposed, it will definitely involve the whole clan and destroy them together.
The consequences were quite serious and beyond what he could bear, which also made him struggle to weigh the consequences...
It would be no pity for him to die by himself.
However, behind him, there are many loyal tribesmen and their families.
He shoulders the mission of inheriting the Shadow Clan.
It can be said that thousands of lives depend on just one thought.
Nonetheless, he also wanted to bet on:
Instead of living in the shadow of being dominated forever and ever in the dark, it is better to bet on a one-in-a-million possibility...
In fact, before this, Shadow Shark was more inclined to conservatively obliterate.
Because, if he lets it go, the appearance of the ancient undead in the future will sooner or later disturb the chaotic realm of gods and demons.
By then, as long as the Tiantian clan traces it, they will definitely find themselves.
He is still doomed, and the entire race may be punished.
The Tiantian Clan's loyalty requirements for the subordinate races are extremely demanding.
However, when he saw Qiye facing a monster that was several times stronger than him, he was still fearless and dared to fight to the death.
Even the black demonic flames independently inspired the will of the protector.
Shadow Shark is shaken
He finally made up his mind and was willing to risk the lives of his entire tribe for this huge gamble:
After all, the ancient undead are a race that transcends miracle myths!
(In fact, it was later proven. Because of the encounter between the two and Shadow Shark’s bet on the fate of the clan, the Shadow clan’s fate of being controlled and enslaved by others for thousands of years was changed. Of course, this is another story. ...)
"I?"
Qiye, whose scalp was numb from being stared at, pointed at himself with a dull expression.
No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't think of anything else in him besides his master's inheritance that the demons could covet.
Of course, the master will never hand over the things he inherited, unless he dies.
Even according to Qiye's understanding, the master's inheritance is probably nothing in the eyes of the top demons.
If that's the case, what else is there in him that the demons can take a fancy to?
"You, do you know who you are?"
Shadow Shark asked with interest, as if guiding the amnesiac boy to search for memories.
"Who am I? I am Ah Qi..."
After confirming that the shadow man was not in danger, Qiye relaxed and leaned against the wall, and answered with certainty.
Although he didn't know why the other party asked this question, from a certain point of view, the answer to the name 'Ah Qi' was quite correct.
"Ahem...I'm not asking for your name, but your race?"
Shadow Shark coughed slightly, feeling a bit self-inflicted and embarrassed.
He, a general of the Demon Tribe, was so good at tempting a seven or eight-year-old child and asked some questions with deeper meanings, it was too difficult for others.
"My race? It seems... the Great Protector once said that, I remember he told me at that time...
I come from... Wan... clan,
right! All races! "
Qiye rubbed his forehead and remembered that the Great Protector had said similar words.
Because he had suffered a strong backlash from the black demonic flames, his past memories were torn into countless fragments, which were mixed with the memories of others.
In addition, he had just experienced severe pain from a battle, so even now, his mind was full of confusion about the past memories, and he had to rack his brains to recall them.
But once I kept thinking about it, it felt as if I had touched a taboo, and my head started to hurt like pins and needles, but the sequelae of the backlash were not completely eliminated.
Of course, Qiye did not get an answer from the Great Protector about his life experience.
Now someone else seemed to know about it, and he seemed to have caught a clue and instantly became concerned.
"It seems...that the reason why the Ao boy chose you to possess him is really because of this..."
Shadow Shark straightened up and said clearly in his heart.
"You know if Wanzu is right, can you tell me?"
Qiye begged with excited eyes.
"Of course I know a little bit, but with your current strength, you are not qualified to know?"
Shadow Shark glanced at him with a somewhat disdainful tone.
"Then how far do I have to go before you tell me?"
Qiye stared straight into the eyes, his eyes resolute and determined.
"At least... you have to reach the 'Saint level' to be qualified. Everyone below the Saint level is an ant.
If you can't even reach the Saint level..."
Shadow Shark said lightly, but hesitated at the end.
"Holy... level!? How is this possible!"
Qiye screamed in horror.
Now that he is somewhat knowledgeable, he naturally knows:
Even the Emperor of the Empire, who is four or five hundred years old, has only reached the level of 'undead'.
After all, five hundred years is almost the limit of the life span of a human monk.
Moreover, between the 'Undead Level' and the 'Holy Level', there is a 'Holy Spirit Level' stage.
If calculated based on the training time, I am afraid that if you are not more than 1,000 years old, you will not be able to reach the 'Saint Level'.
By reasoning like this, doesn't it mean that he has no life left to live until that day? Isn't this making fun of himself?
Do you really think you are a three-year-old child?
Think it through.
Qiye looked at this mysterious man who was teasing him with an ugly expression.
Short lifespan has always been the biggest shortcoming of human monks.
If the human race can live as long as the gods and demons, I believe that with the talent of the human race, after a long period of time, its racial strength will definitely be able to stand on par with the two or three races of the gods and demons.
"Haha...why, are you worried that you won't survive that day?"
Shadow Shark, who has lived for tens of thousands of years, immediately saw the question that Qiye was thinking of and smiled playfully.
"Senior, if you don't want to tell me, why bother looking for these ridiculous reasons. There is no one in the human race who can live for more than a thousand years..."
Qiye didn't hide it, he directly expressed his dissatisfaction.
He was not worried that his words would cause the other party to be displeased and just raise his hand to kill him.
Anyway, I can't run away in my current state. It's up to me to kill or cut him up.
Since this mysterious man had no intention of killing him from the beginning, he probably wouldn't kill him because of a few words that made him unhappy.
Qiye has made great progress in speculating on interpersonal psychology.
Before swallowing, his psychological analysis of others was completely blank.
It can also be said that I am simple-minded and have no experience in the world and understanding people and things.
However, his century-old experience is nothing compared to Shadow Shark's thousands of years of experience in the world. Yinghuo and Haoyue are not worth mentioning.
"Haha... you don't believe it, do you? What if I tell you that you are not a human race?"
Regarding Qiye's little insight into the frog in the well, Shadow Shark chuckled secretly.
The laughter is like an ice knife scraping bones, trembling and frightening.
And that 'face' without any facial features, a pair of bloody eyes narrowed into a thin line, as if to see through people's hearts.
"I'm not a human? How is this possible!"
The series of surprises had left Qiye at a loss as to what expression to use to express her inner turmoil.
Once, when he first heard the Great Protector say that he belonged to the 'Wan Clan', he just thought that the 'Wan Clan' might belong to a declining clan in the 'Human Clan' and was a branch of the Human Clan.
I never thought that the 'Ten Thousand Races' did not belong to the 'Human Race' at all.
Because, from beginning to end, from inside to outside, I look like a complete and original 'person'.
"If I tell you, it may be difficult for you to understand, but I will let you believe it.
If the records are correct, the answer should be with you..."
Then he seemed to think of something. Shadow Shark's isolated black torso separated an arm strangely, and pointed his finger in the air at Qiye's forehead.
A ray of black light instantly shot into Qiye's eyes, and his originally dark pupils began to show a whirlpool.
It’s like traveling through time, the stars are changing, the seas are changing, the mountains are falling apart, the earth is cracking, and all living things are being destroyed...
In Qiye's mind, scenes of prehistoric atmosphere replayed and changed like the prologue of a movie...
Taixu era...
The end of ancient times...
Ancient times...
The ancient war era...
Finally, the traceback of time changes came to the "ancient era"...
I saw it on the plains thousands of miles away.
On a huge stone platform that is boundless, as bright as the sunset, and looks like Uluru Rock, there is an alchemy furnace that is more than a thousand meters high and as big as Mount Tai.
The cauldron is red all over, with a huge and round belly. There are countless nails the size of a carriage on the cauldron. The three legs of the cauldron hold up to the sky, and it stands firmly on a huge stone platform.
Qiye was very confused, not knowing why he was brought into such a scene.
Although reason tells me that everything in front of me is illusion, it still gives me a very real and immersive feeling.
He was floating in the void, with an unobstructed view.
He saw that around the cauldron, there were countless "monsters" with strange looks and different sizes. To be more precise, they were all monsters, ghosts, and monsters that he had never seen before.
"what are they doing?"
Qiye stood quietly, not daring to make a sound, muttering in his heart.
Suddenly, there was a commotion in the crowd.
An old man over ten meters tall with sixteen blood-red wings on his back slowly flew onto the stone platform.
"Ahem... Everyone, be quiet. I won't talk nonsense. Come here! Turn on the Heaven-Burning Devil Cauldron!"
The old man waved his arms, and without leaving the water, he went directly to the topic and ordered with great energy.
Immediately afterwards, four unicorn giants with a height of more than 100 meters and huge muscles stood up in the sky. Pulling up the lid of the Burning Sky Devil Cauldron, which was as big as a cloud, there were four iron chains as thick as marble.
Wow…
The chain was pulled tight in the hands of the unicorn.
drink! The four unicorn giants roared loudly like thunder, and at the same time they used all their strength to pull up the lid of the tripod.
"Bring the people up!"
Seeing the cauldron open, the sixteen-winged angel elder shouted excitedly.
