Then the young clan chief Nalu shouted again.
"Let me tell you, dream on! I will never hand over the Chi Ling to you!"
Upon hearing this, Yuan Zhexian looked at the young clan leader of Naluo with a puzzled expression and asked, "What is Chi Ling?"
Upon hearing this, the young clan chief of Naluo looked puzzled. He looked at Yuan Zhexian and asked hesitantly, "You don't even know what Chiling is?"
After a moment of silence, the young clan chief Naluo finally spoke: "Since you don't know Chi Ling, then you must not be people sent from Lishan."
Then the young chieftain of Naluo asked again, "Who are you, and what brings you to my Naluo village?"
Yuan Zhexian immediately exuded a terrifying aura, like a volcano about to erupt, sending chills down one's spine.
He stared intently at the young chieftain of the Naluo clan and demanded sharply, "Tell me, what exactly is Chiling?"
Faced with Yuan Zhexian's oppressive aura, the young clan leader of Naluo turned pale, and even a layer of fine sweat appeared on his forehead.
Adhering to the principle that a wise man doesn't fight a losing battle, the young chieftain of Naluo immediately replied, "It is rumored that the Chili tribe has discovered a tomb that is suspected to belong to a quasi-emperor level expert, which may contain endless treasures and secrets."
"Finally, after discussions between the Quasi-Immortal Emperor Chi Li of the Chi Li Great Tribe and the Quasi-Immortal Emperors of the various tribes, it was decided to issue one million Chi Tokens."
The young clan chief of Naluo paused for a moment, then continued, "Anyone who possesses the Chi Token can enter the tomb of that quasi-Immortal Emperor realm expert."
"However, the cultivation level of those who enter cannot exceed that of a Quasi-Immortal King, otherwise they will not be able to withstand the pressure and restrictions within the tomb."
After listening to the explanation from the young clan leader of Naluo, Yuan Zhexian pondered deeply.
"In the past few hundred years, I have traveled to many places, but I have never heard of any immortals entering the Nine Netherworld?"
"In that case, it seems that Haoran and the others have found a way to conceal their identities."
Then Yuan Zhexian's gaze fixed on the young clan leader of Naluo, as if he could penetrate the young clan leader's heart.
Then he thought to himself again.
"The young clan leader of Naluo, with the strength of a third-level Immortal Realm cultivator, already possesses a Chi Token. I imagine Haoran and the others will also try to obtain one."
"This kind of opportunity may be risky for them, but given their character, they probably won't let it go."
"In this way, the search area for them is narrowed down considerably."
"No matter what, let's get the Chi Ling first. Maybe it'll really be as I think."
Thinking of this, a barely perceptible smile appeared on Yuan Zhexian's lips.
However, that smile vanished in an instant, replaced by a cold indifference.
Yuan Zhexian's eyes turned cold, and he said coldly, "Hand over the Chi Ling, and I will spare your lives."
His voice was cold and ruthless, as if it came from the deepest hell.
"Otherwise, die!"
As the last word was uttered, a terrifying pressure, like a tidal wave, pressed down directly on the young clan leader of Naluo.
The oppressive force was so strong it felt almost tangible, making it hard to breathe.
After feeling the terrifying pressure from Yuan Zhexian, the young clan leader of Naluo turned ashen-faced.
He felt an aura of death rushing towards him like a storm, as if he would be torn to shreds by this pressure at any moment.
At this critical moment of life and death, the young clan leader of Naluo did not dare to hesitate in the slightest. He immediately took out the Chi Ling from his sea of consciousness and handed it to Yuan Zhexian with trembling hands.
Yuan Zhexian accepted the Chi Ling expressionlessly and casually put it into his sea of consciousness.
Then, his gaze fell on the young clan chief Naluo again, and he asked coldly, "I have some questions for you."
The young chieftain of Naluo felt as if he had been granted a pardon and quickly nodded, saying, "Yes, sir, please ask."
"What kind of power is the large tribe you just mentioned?"
Yuan Zhexian's voice remained indifferent.
The young clan leader of Naluo looked at Yuan Zhexian and his group with suspicion, beginning to wonder if they were actually members of the You Clan.
But considering that he was the butcher and I was the fish on the chopping block, I quickly replied, "Our You Clan is divided into four classes, and the large tribes are the most powerful class among them."
“Even in the smallest village, the strongest person there is only a True Immortal Realm expert.”
"While smaller tribes have powerful experts at the Golden Immortal level in charge."
"The Central Tribe is a level stronger, led by a powerful Immortal King."
"As for the large tribes, they are guarded by quasi-emperors, and the strength of the experts there is unfathomable."
"And above that, there is the most powerful and most sacred tribe—the Ancestral Tribe, which is rumored to have a Celestial Emperor."
Yuan Zhexian also got the answer he wanted.
He also learned that the nearest large tribe was the Chili tribe.
In the southwest direction of the Nine Netherworld.
Having obtained this crucial information, Yuan Zhexian bluntly told the young clan leader of Naluo, "Get lost!"
Upon seeing this, the young chieftain of Naluo felt as if he had been granted a pardon. He quickly got up and led his people to flee the place as fast as possible, fearing that staying any longer would bring about their deaths.
After receiving the Chi Order, Yuan Zhexian was in a good mood. He turned to Xiao Qi and Shen Gong beside him and said, "Let's go to the Chi Li tribe."
Before he finished speaking, his figure vanished from the spot like lightning.
Seeing this, Xiao Qi and Shen Gong dared not delay and quickly followed behind.
Time flies like an arrow; decades have passed in the blink of an eye.
On this long journey, Yuan Zhexian finally arrived at the territory of the Chili tribe.
The three of them were stunned when they discovered that the gate of the Chili tribe was sealed by a green barrier.
This barrier looked exceptionally sturdy, as if it were an insurmountable obstacle.
To pass through this barrier and enter the tribe, one must possess the Chi Token.
However, at this time, only Yuan Zhexian possessed the Chi Ling; Shen Gong and Xiao Qi did not.
Faced with this predicament, the three fell into deep thought, racking their brains for a solution.
Just as they were at a loss, an old and deep voice suddenly came from afar: "Hmm, why is the boy's aura fluctuating so strangely? Something seems off!"
As soon as the voice fell, an old man in a long robe walked slowly over, followed closely by a boy of about thirteen or fourteen years old.
Both of them have very prominent totem markings on their foreheads.
The old man walked up to Yuan Zhexian and stopped. Suddenly, his eyes burst forth with a dazzling golden light, like two bolts of lightning, and he stared straight at Xiao Qi.
Immediately afterward, the old man seemed to have discovered some astonishing secret and suddenly exclaimed, "It's actually a member of the foreign demon race, and a five-colored Qilin at that!"
Xiao Qi felt a pang of anxiety upon hearing the old man's words.
He knew his identity had been exposed, and that the other party seemed to know everything about his background.
Although Yuan Zhexian had previously used chaotic energy to create the Nine Netherworld energy to attach to him, Xiao Qi's cultivation was still shallow, so the old man saw through it at a glance.
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