No one noticed, not even Fire Spirit and the Nine-Headed Lion who were deceived. It can be said that Mao Qiu's seventy-two transformations are truly impressive, capable of creating convincing illusions.
Although the treasure technique was incomplete, after receiving guidance from the Hairless Monster Bird, the shape-shifting art was supplemented.
At this moment, the small figure was quite robust, with skin the color of wheat. As he walked through the crowd, he called out to friends, whether they were familiar or not, and mingled easily with everyone.
He just walked out like that, unnoticed by anyone, blending into the crowd of beings outside and becoming an "audience."
"Well, even though you are injured, your cultivation has improved greatly," said an elderly man glowing with light, looking at the Nine-Headed Lion with satisfaction.
The Nine-Headed Lion had lost four of its heads to the small figure, but it had regrown them—a remarkable technique of its clan. At this moment, it was quite embarrassed and didn’t dare to elaborate.
"Good, not many of our clan’s strong ones have perished, and you two brothers are among the best. Your cultivation has advanced remarkably; it’s truly rare," praised the two brothers of the Three-Eyed Clan nearby.
Many beings had come out, but some talented individuals from certain races still had not appeared. Some ancient relic species could not help but frown, with the white tiger being the most terrifying.
It was as white as jade with a few golden stripes, its body pure and unblemished like it was made of glass, emanating a powerful aura. It stood on an ancient war chariot, its face dark, and its mood was extremely poor.
This was a king from the Beast Mountain of the Western Ridge, waiting here, hoping to see its most cherished descendants appear, but it had not yet seen them.
It had a feeling that its offspring had perished.
"Roar!" The white tiger howled to the sky, emitting a metallic aura. The entire sky trembled with its roar.
The Nine-Headed Lion, Fire Raven, Five-Color Phoenix, and others showed unusual expressions. Their elders quietly inquired about the small white tiger and who had killed it.
They all shook their heads. This was not a place for conversation. They couldn't tell their elders that the white tiger had been eaten by them and was now in their bellies. If word got out, it would surely lead to a great battle.
"Why haven't our Rain Clan members come out yet?" Not far away, amidst the mist, a group of elders walked back and forth anxiously.
"They’re out. Zi Mo has appeared," they revealed with joy, finally seeing one genius come out alive. There should still be others coming from behind.
"Zi Mo, have you obtained the Taiyi True Water? They do not dare to appear. Are they being cautious? Don’t worry. We are well-prepared. Let them come out," an elder said expectantly, his eyes flashing with a torch-like light.
"Grandfather, woo woo," Rain Zi Mo cried bitterly.
"What happened?" The Rain Clan members panicked instantly, sensing something ominous, their faces turning pale. Could it be that a group of geniuses and four sealers had all died?
"All the elders are dead, and our clan’s geniuses have perished. Only I survived to find cousin Shi Yi," Rain Zi Mo, tears streaming down her face, said. She was a prodigy with natural spiritual abilities. During the journey, she sensed danger and hid, narrowly escaping a disaster.
She hadn’t found Shi Yi but had survived.
"What? All dead? Who did it?" The Rain Clan members were enraged. These were their clan’s elites, the future hope, and they had all been wiped out.
"It was that child from the Void God Realm," Rain Zi Mo said through her tears, explaining how the Taiyi True Water was seized.
"Ah!" A group of people roared, some coughing up blood in anger. How infuriating! A mere child had destroyed their generation’s hope.
"Retrieve it!" someone growled.
"The True Water was disturbed and escaped. He drank some, but without the proper vessel, it could not be preserved," Rain Zi Mo said.
"I hate it. Such a precious divine decree was wasted, ruined by a brat." Some elders pounded their chests and cried out in anguish.
They felt it was a great loss. If they had not succeeded, it would be one thing, but they had been so close to sealing the Taiyi True Water in the jade cauldron, only to be thwarted by such a ruthless child.
Some even regretted bothering with that young man and should have focused on the Taiyi True Water instead. Perhaps such a disaster would not have happened.
But it was too late to say anything now; there was no medicine for regret.
What troubled them even more was whether it was indeed that child from years ago. How could such a young one kill their sealers? This was terrifying.
"He must be eliminated," they roared in a low tone, nearly grinding their teeth in fury. Their anger was beyond measure.
Nearby, some heard their roars and were not concerned, as such things had happened too many times. Many geniuses had perished among them, and some strong beings like the white tiger also roared in the same manner.
"Why hasn’t any of our Kun Clan members come out?"
The exit was glowing, and mist swirled. Fewer and fewer beings walked out, but the Kun Clan’s geniuses still had not appeared.
"Why hasn't anyone from the Li Clan come out either?" Many were as puzzled as they were. Even if the competition was fierce, it shouldn’t have led to complete annihilation, as they had sent sealers.
Finally, they got some clues when someone on the other side roared, "Brat, I’m going to scrape you!"
It was from the Yuan Clan. They learned from others that the child had slaughtered their clan’s geniuses and sealers completely.
The Kun Clan, Li Clan, Meng Clan, and Yuan Clan—these four major families had clashed with the small figure in the Void God Realm. Before entering Hundred Break Mountain, they had even issued a bounty to take his head.
In the end, all their heads had been taken by that child.
After the four clans received the news, they were infuriated to the point of madness, their hearts bleeding. These were dozens of geniuses and sealers, all killed.
A mere child had displayed his strength and extraordinary prowess in both the Void God Realm and Hundred Break Mountain, achieving such horrifying results.
"How could this happen? I’m unwilling!" The geniuses from the four clans were the future hope, sent to seek ancient treasures, but none survived.
Aside from them, many others were also discussing it.
"Have you heard? A ruthless child has emerged from Hundred Break Mountain, sweeping through all directions. It is said that he even dares to hunt the cubs of ancient fierce beasts."
"Heard about it. So strong! Didn’t you see? The four major clans are all mourning. It is said that the child has slaughtered almost all the experts in their clans."
"So ruthless."
Soon, people learned that the notorious youth from Hundred Break Mountain was the brat from the Void God Realm, leaving everyone astonished.
"I really underestimated him. Wherever he goes, he creates chaos. The Bu Tian Pavilion has found a treasure."
People had mixed feelings. At this moment, many were searching, wanting to find the small figure.
Tao Ye, an elder from the Bu Tian Pavilion, holding a yellow gourd with a beard twitching, felt his eyelids twitching constantly. It seemed like the child almost turned Hundred Break Mountain upside down.
"Shi Yi has appeared, the reincarnation of the dual-eyed deity," someone exclaimed at that moment. Looking towards the exit.
There, a young man appeared. His body was tall and strong, with flowing black hair and eyes gleaming with dual pupils. He was vigorous, dragging a massive ancient beast, causing the ground to tremble as he walked out.
"What? That’s an adult ancient relic species."
Everyone was stunned. Killing peers and ancient relics was one thing, but how could a young boy achieve such an extraordinary feat? It was truly a magnificent accomplishment.
It was known that even the elder human figures present would find it difficult to contend with ancient relics; they were no match.
Yet a mere thirteen- or fourteen-year-old boy had such brilliant achievements. Indeed, he was like a god, destined to rise in the Great Wilderness, with no one able to stop him.
Shi Yi was enveloped in divine light, appearing even more mysterious and powerful, as if he were a reincarnated deity walking among mortals.
He was dragging a massive green-scaled old flood dragon, its body covered in wounds, with some exposing white bones. This prey left a group of beings speechless in awe.
"This is the old flood dragon that fought against the divine monkey. It was heavily injured and eventually fell to Shi Yi," said a pure-blooded being with a look of surprise.
Not only they, but others who had witnessed that battle also discussed it in hushed tones. As people learned about the terror of the old flood dragon, their astonishment grew.
"Even though it was injured, Shi Yi’s ability to slay it and bring its corpse out represents his strength and great fortune."
Everyone was moved.
"Shi Yi also obtained a piece of holy medicine. If not for that ruthless boy’s intervention, he might have secured the whole plant," someone mentioned.
This remark caused an uproar. Holy medicine represented a chance for rebirth, allowing a significant breakthrough and potentially extending one's life, even healing severe injuries.
Of course, extending one's lifespan was an additional benefit.
"How dare someone sabotage our Martial King Manor’s plans and obstruct Yi’er from obtaining the holy medicine!" An elder with the surname Shi was enraged.
"That child from the Void God Realm broke one of Yi’er’s records and now shows his prowess in Hundred Break Mountain. Is he provoking us?" Another elder’s gaze was icy.
"Yi’er is exceptionally talented. Even without obtaining the whole plant of holy medicine, no one else can surpass him."
A group of super-strong individuals from the Martial King Manor arrived to welcome Shi Yi back to the clan, showing him great care, fearing that someone might secretly harm him on the way.
"Whoever wants to challenge Yi’er or harm him must first get through our Martial King Manor."
"Hmph, the child from the Void God Realm is so troublesome. Doesn’t he fear dying young?"
The elders who were particularly fond of Shi Yi and favored him spoke in this manner.
In the distance, the small figure stood alone, quietly watching. His large eyes were pure and exceptionally bright, and he remained silent.
A group of young geniuses from the Martial King Manor surrounded Shi Yi, helping him transport the green-scaled old flood dragon, as if stars were gathering around the moon.
Shi Yi walked with a majestic stride, attracting many gazes. His body radiated divine light, and even his hair glowed, leaving people in awe.
As people discussed Shi Yi, they inevitably talked about the boy who dared to seize his holy medicine, further realizing that this troublesome child was extraordinary with immense potential.
Without a doubt, the ruthless child had gained significant fame this time, stirring up boundless waves in Hundred Break Mountain. Various stories about him left many people shocked and speechless.
The small figure turned and left the area where the Martial King Manor was located, heading towards the distant land. He chose his own path, without needing so many constraints.
Without the Martial King Manor’s protection and spiritual medicine, he had still reached this point. He firmly believed in his own strength, collected his thoughts, and set off on his journey.
Time to write Chapter Three.
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