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Chapter 222 - 220 You Must Kneel Down With Your Soul!

Chapter 222: Chapter 220 You Must Kneel Down With Your Soul!

Tower!

The crisp sound snapped the Great Han and the child back to reality.

Sideways, a foot emerged from space and stepped onto the earth.

In that instant, fear filled the eyes of the three.

The Barbarian Great Han’s mouth was agape, yet no sound could escape.

Tower!

A slender figure clad in a blue robe forcefully entered the secret realm, looking around with his feet firmly planted on the ground.

He was an extremely handsome youth, his black hair casually tied back, his eyes shining with divine radiance that captivated the soul.

Liang Hui held a wooden sphere in one hand and his sword hilt loosely in the other, his gaze passing over the sand house to the distant lake water.

Only after a moment did he turn his attention to the three stunned figures before him.

With a light flick of his hand, he tossed the wooden sphere toward the girl.

"An interesting toy, but its placement is too conspicuous."

"Divine Emperor Your Majesty, we... we..."

The girl’s hand reached out, trembling as she caught the sphere.

Liang Hui’s expression was gentle, his head slightly lifted as he again looked towards the azure lake water.

"For the moment, I bear no ill will, but there are some matters I need to discuss with your Cave Master."

"Wait here quietly, your Cave Master will arrive shortly."

The youth sensed the rapidly approaching presence from afar, speaking out.

No sooner had his words fallen than a few minutes passed.

An old man dressed in beast skins, dangling various trinkets, descended from the sky, standing in front of the Great Han and the child.

The old man’s hair was green, filled with a strong aura of life, making a bow as he spoke:

"Divine Emperor’s arrival was not met with due reception, please forgive us."

"Your Excellency, you have been to the Chu Region."

Liang Hui spoke softly.

In the old man’s demeanor, he detected the shadow belonging to the people of Chu, not like the usual impudence of savage life.

"Centuries ago, I traveled through Chu Nation," the old man did not conceal.

At the same time, his heart unconsciously relaxed a bit, as the Divine Emperor had not taken immediate action; there was room for negotiation.

The youth nodded, his expression becoming serious.

"Your Excellency should be able to guess why I have stepped into the southern Barbarian Tribe."

"To subjugate our kind."

The old man’s face bore a bitter expression, clearly having guessed Liang Hui’s intentions.

The Barbarian of the Wu clan behind him had an instantly ugly look on his face.

Since ancient times, the thousands of miles of great mountains have been their homeland.

Now someone has come, saying they want to subjugate them, and even if the person uttering the words is the Divine Emperor, the discontent in their hearts cannot be suppressed.

The two children, however, seemed calmer, with no significant change in expression.

"I wish to unite heaven and earth, establish the Divine Court, and contend with the Heavenly Demon Realm."

"The southern Barbarian Tribe must submit, even if it means rivers of blood and the mountains turn to ash, I will make your souls kneel."

His voice was resolute and without the slightest compromise.

The will of the Divine Emperor was clearly felt by the old man, the bitterness on his face growing heavier.

He reached out to pull the girl and boy at his back to his side.

"Azure Sea Cave is willing to submit, but we hope Your Majesty can teach these two children for a while."

Liang Hui’s eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at the two children standing beside the old man and shook his head.

"I don’t have the time, but I can promise to let them join the Divine Court."

"Join the Divine Court?"

A look of puzzlement emerged in the old man’s eyes.

"Submission is submission, and joining the Divine Court is joining the Divine Court, how can they be the same?" The young man’s expression was indifferent as he caressed the hilt of his sword, feeling its smooth warmth.

In this life, ordinary people still hoped to take advantage of his momentum to transcend the world, stop kidding.

To let them live peacefully until old age was already quite good.

At this moment, the Azure Sea Cave Master also realized some of the young man’s thoughts, showing shock in his expression.

The path Liang Hui walked in this life was not the one remembered, the one bearing all beings to transcend. Where it would end, no one knew.

"State your choice!"

"Submission!"

The elder bowed, his face respectful.

The young man nodded, his hand moving away from the hilt, and he walked towards the direction of the lake.

"Tell me about the power structure of the Barbarian Tribe, and also about these so-called ’worms’."

The Azure Sea Cave Master allowed the Wu-surnamed man from the Great Han to leave, taking two children by his side and following behind Liang Hui.

"Although this land is called the vast mountains of thousands of miles, it is far more than that many miles of rivers and mountains, and we, the Barbarian Tribe, are also constantly clearing and exploring."

"Within the known range, thirty-six caves are ruled, and most of the caves have divine vein or Primordial Spirit experts."

The elder paused, his face gradually becoming solemn.

"And we, the thirty-six caves, have revered the Witch God Sect since ancient times and have been under its command, never changing."

"No one knows how many experts the Witch God Sect has or how powerful it is."

"It is only known that in the distant past, there was an unsurpassed genius who tried to unite the thirty-six caves to challenge the Witch God Sect, only to be easily killed, with all the once-great thirty-six caves replaced."

"Witch God? God?"

Liang Hui paused mid-step, curiosity in his eyes.

In the memory of that future, there was no scene of going to the Barbarian Tribe, only records of him killing the Red Lotus Holy Mother and then the world submitting.

The Barbarian Tribe would naturally be no exception, so the Witch God Sect, without even showing a shadow, was incorporated into the Divine Court.

But looking at it now, this ancient Witch God Sect was no simple matter; within the sect there must have been experts like the Red Lotus Holy Mother.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to defeat many with divine veins or Primordial Spirit, not knowing if such experts still exist in this era.

The young man’s eyes shifted from curiosity to burning with battle intent.

"I see, I will personally make a trip to the Witch God Sect."

"Now tell me about these so-called ’worms’ and ’Sacred Worms’."

"’Worms’?"

The step of the elder involuntarily slowed, as he pondered on how to phrase his explanation.

After a moment, he began:

"’Worms,’ to put it simply, are various precious Exotic Beasts refined through various means and secret techniques into engraved objects. These objects seem both alive and dead, possessing all kinds of innate abilities."

"’Sacred Worms’ are the Life Origin worms left behind by strong individuals who pursued powers beyond the Primordial Spirit and died."

"Because when a worm turns into an engraved object, it is somewhat alive and somewhat dead; once its owner dies, some worms, by chance, survive."

"Those among the worms that are powerful, we call ’Sacred Worms.’"

The elder spoke slowly, with great detail.

"Seems alive, seems dead, is that so?"

Liang Hui extended his hand, and a small turtle shimmering with dark light lay quietly on his palm.

The Mystic Tortoise’s presence was extremely weak, as if it were more a statue than a living creature.

This Mystic Tortoise was what Hoo Bai had found inside the head of the Great Mystical Turtle.

"This is the Sacred Worm from the forbidden land, it attempted rebirth, but it seems to have failed," the elder marveled.

His turbid eyes heatedly gazed at the Mystic Tortoise in the young man’s palm.

Even though its rebirth had failed and its potential was damaged, it remained vast.

Possessing it as an engraved object for a genius of the Azure Sea Cave could very likely spawn another Primordial Spirit expert in a hundred years.

Yet soon, the elder reined in the fervor in his eyes.

He softly explained to the young man the so-called rebirth and the value of the Mystic Tortoise.