Chapter 99 God’s Descent
The Fifth Xuan entered the Totem Fire and immediately tried to turn himself into the giant he was when he first entered the Spirit Totem realm.
This was not the first time he had tried, but he had never succeeded. However, after seeing the Tiger Spirit Knife this time, he felt that the direction he was trying... might be wrong.
Before, he always thought that it was the Totem Fire that gave birth to that huge body, but after seeing the Tiger Spirit Knife, he felt that everything should be the other way around.
"Huh..."
There seemed to be a violent wind raging in the Totem Fire, and the flames swayed and surged towards the totem. The totem seemed to have turned into a black hole, absorbing the Totem Fire.
This was the Fifth Xuan actively absorbing the Totem Fire. The nine-zhang-high Totem Fire descended section by section as the Fifth Xuan absorbed it.
At this time, the leader of the Dragon Totem had already left the range of the Fire Totem, and was looking at the flickering totem fire with a little fear.
It was not the first time he had seen this scene, but before, it was all in the Dragon Tribe.
The figure of the Black Sword-toothed Tiger in the Tiger Spirit Knife was suspended behind him, with a fierce light flashing in his eyes, looking at the Fifth Xuan.
The sparse fighting on the battlefield also completely stopped, and everyone looked at it in surprise.
"Hu... Hu... Hu..."
Within nine breaths, the totem fire of the Fire Tribe disappeared and all entered the body of the Fifth Xuan.
The Fire Totem Stone was still crystal clear, but there were raging flames all around it. Slowly, a Tai Chi pattern emerged on the totem stone.
The young man looked at Tai Chi with a burning gaze and a thoughtful look in his eyes.
The Great Elder and others knelt down devoutly. The Totem Warriors still maintained their fighting postures to defend against the enemy's sudden attack, but they couldn't help but look at the Totem Stone.
The enemies had completely lost their will to fight, and they all looked at this scene with a little horror, and some even showed signs of retreating.
The Fifth Xuan didn't pay any attention to anything outside. As he inhaled the Totem Fire, the first thing he felt was the shaking of the Totem Stone.
He glanced down and found that the little turtle was struggling to hold on, as if the Totem Stone had suddenly become heavier, making him unable to bear the weight.
While inhaling the Totem Fire, the Fifth Xuan also felt that his body was gaining weight rapidly, so he was not surprised.
Unable to bear the burden, the little turtle rolled his eyes, retracted his claws, and used his shell to support Diwu Xuan, and the shaking disappeared.
When all the totem fire was completely absorbed, Diwu Xuan suddenly felt different - this difference was not only due to the difference in his own strength after absorbing the totem fire, but the greater difference was the world in his eyes.
The originally clean and transparent world was instantly shrouded in a layer of gray mist.
The bright mist was trying to isolate and reject himself, and the full malice was transmitted to him through the mist, which was clear as day.
"Is this... the power of the world?"
Faintly, he could feel the essence of the mist. It was the power of this world, the origin of this world. It was rejecting himself, just like... the body rejects viruses.
In an instant, many puzzled questions became clear:
Why can the little football influence the tribe with its will after becoming a totem, but I can't feel it for a long time...
Why can the little turtle see the boy's abnormality, but I don't feel anything at all...
All of this is caused by this gray mist, it is caused by this world, he is rejecting himself, rejecting himself.
"Is it because you recognize me as a time traveler, or do you instinctively resist everything outside?"
Fifth Xun thought in his heart, looking at the boy, his body was wrapped in thick mist, the thick mist seemed to protect him, rejecting his invasion.
Looking around, everyone was protected by the thick mist, the thick mist around them had no hostility, only himself, was deeply hostile.
"This world is really full of malice towards me."
Diwu Xuan looked down at the little turtle, only to see that he was also wrapped in the thick mist of malice. He guessed that it was only because the two of them were together that this result occurred.
The little turtle suddenly gave him a look that made Diwu Xuan stunned.
The man and the turtle had been together for many years, and he knew what was going on with just one look from the little turtle. At this time, his eyes were saying: It's all your fault.
The little turtle became like this because of his own fault.
Inexplicably, Diwu Xuan felt that this malice was nothing. At least, he was not alone.
Looking around, a figure suddenly caught his attention. It was the fifth-generation leader. He was paralyzed on the ground, with the flesh and blood on his left arm disappearing to the shoulder, leaving only bones, and his right hand was also covered with white bones.
He looked at Diwu Xuan, the fire of life in his eyes was fading, and his dazed look was revealed, but deep in his eyes, there was still a trace of obsession, that was the obsession to protect Diwu Xuan.
"You gave me everything, but I can only bring you disaster."
Diwu Xuan whispered softly.
He couldn't help but think so. Every time he was with the Fire Tribe, there would always be a disaster. If it was a coincidence at the beginning, then as one thing after another accumulated, it would always make people notice something weird.
It was just a guess before, but when he saw this bright gray fog, how could Diwu Xuan not figure it out.
This is the whole world rejecting him. The Fire Tribe suffered so many disasters just because they believed in him.
"If there was no me... would the Fire Tribe be better?"
This thought came to him instinctively, and even made Diwu Xuan want to stay away from the Fire Tribe.
The first generation of witches, the second generation of witches... each generation of witches did a good job in the eyes of Diwu Xuan, especially the fourth generation of witches, who was definitely a wise leader.
If it weren't for him, if it weren't for him making them rejected by the world, perhaps the Fire Tribe would have grown stronger.
"Is it the Heavenly Way?"
The power of the world, Diwu Xuan gave him a new name.
He looked up at the sky and smiled disdainfully.
If he hadn't experienced the world, if he was naive and gullible, he might be affected by the Heavenly Way, forcing him to stay away from the Fire Tribe, or even forcing himself to choose death.
But he had already experienced many vicissitudes of life, his heart was as strong as steel, his mind was as firm as iron, and he stubbornly believed that the connection between him and the Fire Tribe was unbreakable.
"In my previous life, I was not a person who liked to accept my fate. Damn God, our life is going to be fun."
As the Fifth Xuan murmured, the bright gray mist suddenly surged, revealing a stronger malice, gushing towards the Fifth Xuan, but it only made him more and more alienated from this world, and ultimately could not harm his essence.
"Besides increasing the disaster and making me less sensitive to this world, what else can you do? Bite me, you evil dog."
The Fifth Xuan looked at the surging gray mist with disdain and said viciously.
Then, he looked at the fifth generation leader. Perhaps because he was close to death, he was no longer protected by the heavens, and the mist on his body was the weakest.
"The second generation witch can break through the gray mist and use the divine attack to make me descend, but I don't have that ability. However, what you gave up is exactly what I want. Fifth generation leader, the most glorious moment of your life... is here."
After saying this, Diwu Xuan rushed towards the fifth generation leader who was about to extinguish the fire of his soul with his own will and totem power.
In ancient times, there were divine attacks, and now there are divine descents. Diwu Xuan vowed to fight with this world until death.