Yun Shouping treats everyone equally.
A second-rate or lower-level noob can be kicked away, sending them tumbling to the ground with strained muscles, unable to get up for a short time.
Top-tier or higher-class dishes are like grabbing people and planting them on the ground, one by one without making a sound.
Depending on individual personality, some plants will stand with their legs together after being planted, some will stand with their legs apart, and some will kick and thrash in the air.
Yun Shou's every step can kill a person, leaving no trace for a thousand miles.
As they traveled, they left behind rows of short, forked shrubs.
The commotion grew louder and louder until finally, a grandmaster-level priest appeared!
She's not even the weakest "Master of Internal Energy" yet; she's already made significant progress in strengthening her internal energy, greatly increasing its intensity, and is almost ready to evolve into a powerful internal energy.
"I'll fight even a Grandmaster!" Yun Shou took a step forward. The half-step internal energy that the elderly female priestess unleashed at him could tear apart even steel, but it slid away like air in front of him.
Just as Yun Shou was about to plant her in the ground as well, he suddenly realized something was wrong.
"What if she is the High Priestess...? That's not impossible!"
Yun Shou had a thought. The high priest appeared several times in the simulation, but it seemed that his gender was never specifically stated.
The high priest could be a woman!
Desert tribes may have some degree of male chauvinism, but this is because men are generally stronger; it's simply a matter of worshipping strength.
If there is a fierce woman with exceptional martial arts talent, she can also stand at the top!
"If it really is the younger version of the High Priest, we can't just let it go with such a simple headstand."
Yun Shou looked at the altar in front of him, raised his right hand, and threw the Grandmaster Priestess up there, where his Yuan Power solidified and locked her in place.
Once there was a first, there was a second. Even the priestesses were no match for him, and the grandmaster-level priests who had been cultivating in seclusion inside the altar were urgently summoned.
Eleven. Including the priestess, the Royal Tribe now has eleven Grandmasters!
After the eleven Grandmasters, Yun Shou's eyes flashed with excitement: The Grandmaster is the High Priest!
Celestial beings haven't reached the point where they can use their spiritual power to explore their surroundings with such precision that they can even see the lines on a mosquito's wing.
However, I could still sense the exceptionally surging blood and energy of some martial artists nearby.
Although martial arts masters, grandmasters, and great grandmasters cannot draw upon vital energy, vital energy is at least the foundation of all energy in this "Primordial Heaven Realm".
The stronger the creature and the more advanced the resource, the more vital energy it contains!
For example, the Blood Essence Fusion Technique, which makes a person's head point sharp, does not devour blood, but rather the vital energy within the blood!
Therefore, the amount of vital energy in the bodies of Grandmasters and Great Grandmasters is also higher than that of ordinary people!
They are born with the ability to sense this, but due to the special nature of living beings, even a powerful being who can manipulate tens of thousands of tons of matter cannot use this as a basis to directly control the human body.
Now, Yun Shou could feel the rich spiritual energy within the High Priest's body, and he recognized his martial arts level even before the High Priest made a move!
Moreover, his body is full of vitality, his golden body is intact, and his vital energy is locked away from leakage, so he can live for at least another fifty years!
As the supreme high priest among all desert people, he would have no problem living for another thirty years.
More than thirty years later, with age and loss of power... it matches up, it matches Lao Liu's evaluation of him! (Chapter 64)
"You're the one!"
With a flick of his unseen hand, Yun Shou sent the eleven grandmasters bound to the altar flying.
The big one is coming, and he doesn't want the little ones anymore!
The high priest was furious. How dare these madmen from the Eastern Region be so arrogant! Not only did they spread such sacred things as secret techniques everywhere, but they also had the audacity to come to our door!
He looked around and saw that the eleven priests below him had been smashed to the ground, and not far away, the useless tribal warriors were pulling people out of the ground.
High Priest: "..."
He felt he was no match for this man from the Eastern Region.
Upon reflection, he realized that the priests and guards being beaten wasn't such a serious matter.
Although they represent the face of the gods, they occupy too small a proportion; he—the high priest—is the true face of the gods.
All the others combined are at most the tip of a god's nose.
So when those people were slapped down by the Eastern Region madman, it was actually just that the Eastern Region man had scratched the god's little nose, which could not be considered an offense.
As long as it doesn't offend the former kings and gods, it's just beating up a group of mortals. Mortals are worthless, and this isn't an insurmountable feud.
The high priest stepped forward, calming his anger, and prepared to have a proper conversation with this man from the Eastern Region.
Speaking in an awkward but not stilted Three Kingdoms language: "People from the Eastern Regions who have come from afar, what do you seek in the land of royal sacrifices?"
Yun Shou asked with interest, "You speak human language quite well. How about this sentence? Can you understand it?"
High Priest: "...Yes."
He tolerated the slightest rudeness from those he was outmatched in!
"Oh right, what did you ask just now? Say it again."
The high priest took a deep breath: "Eastern people, why have you come to this royal sacrificial site?"
A few words were not considered humiliating, so he endured them!
Yun Shou: "I'm here to take a dump."
The high priest, with a strange expression, beckoned and used his orange-yellow energy to pull a priest dozens of meters away: "$$? $*《9~"
After asking a few questions, he pointed to a spot: "People of the Eastern Regions, you can..."
But Yun Shou's gaze was fixed on the great altar: "But pulling from there is what's truly powerful!"
The high priest was finally enraged by the insult to the royal sacrificial site. Veins bulged on his forehead like writhing dragons, and his body surged with energy like a small burst of sand.
The priest, who hadn't even gotten far, was blasted away and coughed up blood. No one offered him peanuts the entire time.
"Eastern Region People!" The High Priest had reached his limit. If Yun Shou didn't give him a reversal, he would...
He's not done with Yun Shou yet!
Click! Twist!
Yun Shou pressed down with both hands, signaling the high priest to steady himself: "Don't worry, I won't pull you."
The high priest withdrew most of his inner energy (which had been disintegrated by Yuan power), and, having clearly sensed the difference in strength, his tone softened: "So, what do you mean by that Eastern Region person?"
"Hahaha, of course it's your turn to pull!" Amidst the maniacal laughter, Yun Shou had already grabbed the High Priest with his Yuan Power hand.
The two instantly soared onto the great altar.
One is proactive and positive, while the other is reactive and negative.
Above the altar, corresponding to the bowling lane with the human head, there was a sacrificial execution platform, which is now cleaned and no trace of blood can be seen.
Apart from that, large areas were open spaces, with only some stone pillars erected at the edges, where animal meat was hung and skulls were placed.
Yun Shou reached out and sliced a piece of beast meat into countless pieces of paste with his fine Yuan energy, which were then poured into the High Priest's mouth through an invisible channel.
Under deliberate manipulation, it rampages through the throat, into the stomach, and into the large intestine, until it is ready to pounce!
Kuang Kuang Kuang!
Yun Shou grabbed the high priest, pointed his head at the altar made of dense sandstone, and slammed it three times.
They forced his head into sandstone, which is stronger than iron.
Then he struck him in the lower abdomen with a palm strike, and his Yuan energy rushed in wildly!
"open!"
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