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Chapter 1091 - Chapter 1091 Chapter 693 Can It Really Turn Back

Chapter 1091: Chapter 693: Can It Really Turn Back? Chapter 1091: Chapter 693: Can It Really Turn Back? “Right, half-demon brother, I heard that Xin Tong is pregnant with twins, dragon and phoenix twins at that!”

Just as he was about to take his leave, Tu Wa Zi remembered something and suddenly said to the half-demon youth with a wink and a nudge.

“You’re pretty well-informed, I only saw Granny Yin a few days ago. I’ve been so busy entering the Alien Territory that I haven’t had the chance to share the good news with everyone. Yet, you’ve already got a head start on knowing.”

The half-demon youth nodded noncommittally.

As he spoke, the corners of his mouth involuntarily curled up, revealing a trace of joy.

“Hehe, I heard it from Granny Yin. She’s a real blabbermouth, like a cotton underwear waistband, she told the village chief the same day.

Don’t talk about me; by now, probably quite a few people in the village already know.”

Tu Wa Zi cracked a grin.

The half-demon youth was taken aback, then turned his eyes to the Ten Crown King beside him, as if asking whether he knew.

Feeling the gaze, the Ten Crown King immediately shook his head. He spent every day either cultivating or training, without resting for a single moment out of the twelve hours, and he didn’t like to inquire about such things. How could he know?

Tu Wa Zi chuckled, but in the next moment, his expression became a bit more serious.

“Half-demon brother, I reckon you want to achieve twenty continuous victories in the Alien Territory to bring back an opportunity for your unborn children.

But be careful, the Alien Territory has been around for so long, it’s not just any ordinary cat or dog, and on this trip, we’ve already vanquished so many of their proud ones.

A cornered rabbit will bite, not to mention that group of lives that have completely fallen into darkness.

Who knows what they have been up to in the shadows for so long.

I’ve heard that recently, there has been a resurgence of ancient figures awakening in that domain…”

Tu Wa Zi, belatedly realizing there were others around, used telepathic messaging to deliver these last few lines.

“Brother Tu, thank you for the warning!” the half-demon youth nodded, his own expression turning grave as he silently took all this information to heart.

“We’re all brothers here, no need to be polite.” Tu Wa Zi patted the half-demon youth on the shoulder, smiling all the same.

“With the Adult protecting us, it doesn’t matter what tricks they play in that domain.”

The Ten Crown King spoke nonchalantly, but soon turned serious as well: “However, remember one thing, you must ascend the celestial arena. That’s something set up by the Adult specifically; even if your body perishes, as long as you step off the arena, you will instantly be restored to your original state.”

“Mm.” The half-demon youth etched every word in his mind–these were invaluable experiences freely shared by his village companions. Outside, who would do this? Not even between blood siblings would one find such solidarity; not being the butt of jokes was already considered good fortune.

Before entering Liu Village, he had wandered through the streets and alleys. He had seen too much, way too much, of such things.

“Alright, I won’t chat any longer; I must report back as soon as possible.” At this moment, Tu Wa Zi bowed with a cupped fist; he had his own matters to attend to.

“It’s an urgent matter!”

The three of them said their farewells to each other.

…

…

Only after traversing the endless stairs could one truly see the essence of Liu Village.

Looking around, the faint smoke from the chimneys resembled a scene from a fantasy scroll of an Immortal Realm.

The quaint houses were nestled among the fog-shrouded mountains and forests, seemingly nourished by the Spiritual Energy of the heavens and earth, emitting a faint glow.

The village pathways meandered through luxuriant vegetation, exuding a crisp and fresh aura, seemingly capable of purifying the soul.

Further on, indescribable towering structures of the Sect Hierarchs rose from the ground, hidden among the layers of mist, with only their silhouettes visible, exuding an utmost sense of holiness.

All the Burial Kings were profoundly shocked, not so much contemplating the grandeur of those buildings shrouded in the fog, but rather because their senses told them that these seemingly inanimate structures had a pulsating vigor akin to living beings.

As they passed through a vast open square,

A building piercing straight into the heavens immediately caught the attention of all the Burial Kings, and their eyes could not be swayed away.

Suddenly, it was an Arrow Tower.

Especially that certain bloated and swollen Burial King’s Primordial Spirit, whose gaze was fixed on the rugged figures that exuded a sharp aura at all times. However, the expression on its face grew increasingly strange until it even stepped back repeatedly as if it had seen a ghost, overcome with fear.

Atop the grand black beam that pierced into the sky, a dark luster flowed along its length, one could see at the very top, a giant Bronze Arrow, miles in size, materializing before the naked eye.

Radiating a cold, mysterious light, even the surrounding Burial Kings shuddered with fear.

“Could it be that those Bronze Arrows that shot down Momin Funeral King were fired from one of these Arrow Towers?” a Burial King muttered to itself, looking at the immense Bronze Arrow suspended in the sky, feeling a chill down its spine as if the next one might be aimed at itself.

While Momin Funeral King’s strength in the Burial Domain was not the strongest, his physical body’s hardness was one of the best, yet under the Bronze Arrow, he was as fragile as paper. If it were them, they might not fare any better, perhaps even worse.

…

After a series of twists and turns, led by Tu Wa Zi, a group of Burial Kings arrived at the back mountain.

“Climb to the top of the mountain and you will see the Adult,”

Tu Wa Zi turned around, his body slightly relaxed, and he spoke slowly to the group of Burial Kings.

“Thank you for your troubles, young brother,”

King Huo Heng Burial hastily said.

Tu Wa Zi nodded, then turned back and continued to lead the way.

He said these words just as a reminder for the Burial Priests to be mindful of etiquette, giving them a preemptive nudge.

In the middle of their conversation,

A verdant bamboo forest came into view, the breeze passing through, rustling the bamboo leaves as if whispering ancient tales. Sunlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves, casting mottled shadows and adding a touch of mystery to the bamboo forest.

In the forest,

There was a quaint bamboo house, with scattered wildflowers decorating its sides.

“The Adult is inside, go in by yourselves,” Tu Wa Zi pointed at the bamboo house, then respectfully stepped aside.

The Burial Kings looked at each other and then cautiously approached the bamboo house.

Before they got close, the door to the bamboo house opened on its own.

A figure slowly walked out from within.

Tall and straight as a pine, a commanding presence.

“Are you looking for me?” Jiang Hui’s voice was indifferent, his gaze slowly withdrawing from the crowd, unhurriedly speaking.

“Greetings to the Adult!” Elder Burial King Huo Heng and the others bowed in unison, their voices carrying an almost imperceptible tremble.

The identity of the person before them didn’t need questioning; it was almost evident without saying.

Among the Burial Kings,

Zhuo Han Burial King’s gaze imperceptibly narrowed.

As the wise man of the village, he had already made some analysis.

The Master of Liu Village clearly had the strength to easily annihilate the entire Burial Domain, yet he had shown mercy, which clearly wasn’t due to a soft heart but rather because there was something valuable about them.

Combining the words of San Zang and Shen Ming, he believed that the Master of Liu Village wanted the Burial Domain to pledge allegiance to him.

In Zhuo Han Burial King’s view, as long as there was room for dialogue, there was definitely room for negotiation.

The other party might outwardly possess the strength to send chills to their hearts, but if their domain had been able to survive to this day, causing the Alien Territory to fear them greatly, it was due to their own concealed methods.

Thus, the Master of Liu Village likely wouldn’t let the situation become too rigid.

But for some reason, upon catching a glimpse of those deep eyes, like ancient pools, it couldn’t help but have a moment of palpitations.

Could there really be room for negotiation?