Outside the tent,

all the primitive people looked at the tent respectfully and silently, with endless piety in their eyes.

Only the old priest stood with Master Meng Yu on a cane, looking at the tent with excitement and joy.

Master Meng Yu was...

confused!

He still didn't seem to understand what was going on.

He had never heard of this vast grassland before, and he and Ye Wuque were walking forward together, and suddenly encountered such a situation.

"So, do you think... the adults have some kind of... relationship with your great holy envoy?"

Master Meng Yu asked the old priest hesitantly.

Upon hearing this, the old priest showed a solemn expression on his skinny and dark face and said, "This is... a blood connection!"

"This is a call from the blood!"

"This is also a call from the blood of the great saint! Calling his descendants to come on a pilgrimage! Just like in the past, long years ago, the great saint returned from the distant ultimate and passed by here. At that time, my tribe was suffering from a catastrophe!"

"It was the great saint who helped and removed the disaster of my tribe, allowing my tribe to survive in despair and wailing and recuperate again!"

"The great saint is the supreme benefactor of my tribe!"

The old priest was passionate and his face flushed with excitement.

Master Meng Yu blinked his eyes, but he didn't care in his heart. Isn't this just an ordinary life-saving grace?

Is it necessary to be so exaggerated?

Wait!

But suddenly, Master Meng Yu seemed to realize something, his eyes suddenly widened, and he said in disbelief: "You mean this great saint didn't pass by here like us, but turned back and passed by here?"

"He returned from the end of the Tianhuang Daoshen Road??!!"

Master Meng Yu's face was full of horror, and his heart was surging!

Tianhuang Daoshen Road!

The Ten Gates of Daoshen, this is the first part, after this, there are more terrifying areas, until the deepest part.

How terrifying is it for a creature who can successfully turn back from the depths of Tianhuang Daoshen Road?

? Doesn't that mean that the "great saint envoy" mentioned by this old thing actually successfully walked the Tianhuang Daoshen Road and escaped unscathed? ?

Master Meng Yu's body trembled slightly!

"Of course!"

The old priest on the side spoke proudly, as if he was proud of it. Master

Meng Yu, who originally didn't take this tribe seriously at all, now had a flickering look in his eyes, realizing that he seemed to have underestimated this tribe?

He looked around and looked carefully at the young men in the tribe, as if he wanted to find something to boast about, but when he looked over, he was shocked!

"Old priest, these young men in your tribe have such strong blood! This blood is like the rising sun, it's incredible! I'm afraid they can be successful in battle!" As soon

as he said this, the old priest immediately showed a proud look and said, "No, no! This is also the grace of heaven for my tribe. The young men in the tribe are born like this, with blood, vigorous and blazing, which is also the foundation for us to gain a foothold in this wild grassland."

Master Meng Yu felt even more incredible!

Innate vigorous blood?

What kind of talent is this?

Could it be that the ancestors of this tribe had produced some extraordinary figures? Only then would they leave such a treasure-like gift in the blood power.

"The innate blood power of my tribe has even been praised by the great saint!"

The old priest became more and more glorious.

"Later, in order to commemorate the great grace of the great Holy Envoy, we specially cast a holy statue for the great Holy Envoy!"

"And the great Holy Envoy also left his generous blessing power in the holy statue."

"It was once said that if there are outstanding geniuses in my tribe, they can go to the statue to get the blessing of the great saint, and then go one step further and strengthen themselves!"

"Alas, what a pity, over the long years, there have been geniuses in every generation of my tribe, but there has not been a single one who is qualified to receive the blessing of the great Holy Envoy!"

"The blessing power of the great Holy Envoy cannot tolerate any taint!"

The old priest's expression suddenly became stubborn and determined.

"If the young and strong men of my tribe cannot meet the blessing conditions, and cannot even meet our standards, how can they be qualified to receive the blessing of the great saint's power?"

After these words fell, Master Meng Yu was also stunned, and hesitantly said: "Old priest, is it possible that there is no one in your tribe who meets the conditions for so many years?"

"No."

"Then, has your tribe always kept this great blessing power in that... statue? And it has never been used?"

"How can I be qualified if I am not qualified?" The old priest's expression became solemn and firm.

"The blessing power of the great saint must not be entrusted to those with mediocre qualifications! The great statue accepts our pious offerings day and night, generation after generation, which is already our greatest honor!"

Master Meng Yu: "..."

Master Meng Yu couldn't help but complain!

He just felt that the old priest in front of him, and the people of the entire tribe, were... fools!

"Idiots! Such a powerful blessing power is not used, but only used for worship? Primitives are primitives! No brains! It's just a waste of nature!"

"Power is only useful when it belongs to the individual!"

"What a bunch of idiots..."

Master Meng Yu sneered in his heart, feeling it was a pity.

He really couldn't understand and looked down on the so-called worship and sacrifice of these primitive tribes.

This is the power of a terrifying and amazing creature who passed the Tianhuang Daoshen Road and then successfully retreated and returned!

However, Master Meng Yu still showed a solemn expression of recognition and admiration on the surface.

But he was a little horrified again in his heart!

The terrifying creature who passed through the Tianhuang Daoshen Road and was worshipped by this primitive tribe!

Could it be that he had a blood relationship with this guy? ?

Aren't they from the same lineage? ?

Master Meng Yu suddenly looked at the needles again, and his heart trembled a little!

Could it be that the ancestors came here first!

Invincible!

And now the descendants come here too!

Also want to be... invincible? ?

But it seems that it is not that simple!

After all, in the Tianhuang Daoshen Road, the past, present, and future are three-sided, the timeline is messed up, and many things are simply unclear.

In the needles.

At this time, there was a dead silence.

Only the holy statue of Ye Langya opened his eyes and stared at Ye Wuque. The eyes seemed to be resurrected vividly, cold and domineering.

Ye Wuque stood still, his eyes were equally cold and terrifying, and he looked at the statue of Ye Langya.

But the next moment, a strange and indifferent young man's voice sounded!

With a certain echo.

As if it was rippling from an unknown time and space, the clanging sound was deafening enough to shock the hearts of countless creatures.

"Has the Black Sun Tribe finally produced a decent genius?"

The moment he heard this voice, a sharp light flashed in Ye Wuque's eyes!

Is this the voice of "Ye Langya", one of the sons of the Ye family, when he grew up?

Ye Wuque's eyes and the eyes of the "Ye Langya" statue were still looking at each other, as if they were staring at each other.

But at the moment their eyes met, Ye Wuque already understood.

The statue in front of him was indeed "Ye Langya", of course, not the real "Ye Langya".

To be precise, "Ye Langya" should have left a trace of ordinary soul imprint on it.

It will only be triggered when the conditions are met.

And the manifestation of the trigger is the manifestation of the statue "opening its eyes".

And this triggering condition, through the sound of the soul on the statue at this moment, Ye Wuque has already understood.

In the past, "Ye Langya" seemed to have done a favor to this primitive tribe. In order to commemorate him, this tribe cast a statue, and "Ye Langya" left a trace

of soul imprint on the statue. It left a little bit of power similar to "blessing".

But it was just a soul imprint, and it did not inject its own will. It was just like a passively triggered ban, like a puppet without intelligence.

How much power can it have?

After figuring out all this, to be honest, Ye Wuque was a little... disappointed!

I thought!

I can finally see the true face of this "Ye's son" and weigh the other party's strength and level when he set foot on the road of Tianhuang Daoshen.

As a result, it turned out to be such a result.

"The power he left behind regarded me as a genius who met the conditions for blessing in this primitive tribe, so it was stimulated..."

Ye Wuque had a blank expression, and the disappointment in his eyes slowly disappeared, and he became calm again.

If he was really a genius of the Black Sun Tribe, he should have been extremely excited at this time, and walked forward excitedly to accept the blessing of "Ye Langya".

But how could Ye Wuque be like this?

He just glanced at Ye Langya's already opened eyes again indifferently, and then did not stay, ready to leave directly.

As for why he did not destroy the statue of Ye Langya to vent his anger?

Because Ye Wuque simply... disdained it.

But at the moment when Ye Wuque turned around!

The power left by Ye Langya seemed to sense that the visitor was about to leave. Some hidden mechanism suddenly activated, and a strange and ancient mysterious wave suddenly erupted!

From the opened eyes of Ye Langya, a brilliant beam of light suddenly refracted, instantly covering Ye Wuque's back. At the same time, the strange and indifferent voice of the young man sounded again, as if shaking the past and the future, revealing an unquestionable tyranny!

"My power!"

"Irresistible!"