Digitalization of the World

Speaking of which, the Beast Tribe Chieftain Red Skull's understanding of the Beast Tribe Prophet is extremely limited.

In Red Skull's long river of memory, which is as vast as the galaxy, the Prophet is like a special symbol that is extremely mysterious. He always lives deeply in seclusion in the mysterious temple and rarely shows his figure in front of the orcs.

That temple seemed to be the most secret core of the Beast Continent, quietly located in the depths of the deepest mountains.

The surrounding area is shrouded in clouds and mist, which never dissipates all year round, as if it is a natural barrier carefully woven by nature, which stubbornly isolates the prophet from the outside world.

Only in the shocking war at the end of the early era, which was enough to rewrite the entire course of history, did the prophet break his long silence, slowly walked out of the temple, and then displayed a terrifying power that was enough to shake the world.

That war was truly a huge catastrophe between heaven and earth.

The sky seemed to be completely drenched in the devil's blood, turning into an extremely glaring blood red color. Under the raging flames of war, the earth was like a huge injured beast, constantly shaking and convulsing.

Countless powerful beings who were usually majestic and dominant died in this extremely cruel war, and their lives were as fragile as a candle in the wind.

The moment the prophet appeared, his black robe fluttered gently in the wind, and he was radiant with light, like a god descending to the earth. When he raised his hand, the stars seemed to be pulled by an invisible force and shifted one after another. The originally orderly starry sky instantly became chaotic; the land under his feet could not bear the weight, and huge cracks appeared like the mouth of a ferocious beast.

The power he displayed was like a world-destroying calamity, with an unstoppable and powerful might that crushed everything that dared to block it. It was precisely because of his appearance that the beastman tribe was not annihilated in the world of cultivation.

And now, in these seemingly peaceful days, the prophet actually walked out of the mysterious temple again.

Chi Lu knew very well in his heart that this situation was enough to show that what he was facing this time was by no means ordinary, and its importance was self-evident.

Upon hearing this, Wang Xian nodded slightly, his expression as calm as a lake without a ripple, and he did not say any extra words.

His gaze lingered for a moment on the prophet's slightly old but still mysterious body, and he secretly wondered the reason for the sudden appearance of this mysterious and powerful man.

Could it be that it is just because of the 'mythical' blood essence?

But if it was really because of the 'mythical' blood essence, it shouldn't have appeared only today.

The prophet's eyes, as deep as the ancient abyss and like an ancient deep pool, seem to hide endless stories that are difficult to see through; the wrinkles on his face are like ravines carefully carved by time, each of which seems to be telling an ancient and mysterious past, carrying the long historical memory of the orcs.

I don’t know how much time had passed, it was as if time had stopped at this moment.

The prophet finally came to his senses slowly.

His expression was extremely complicated, with a hint of emotion that was difficult to accurately describe in words, like a vague worry about his future fate.

He carefully returned the 'Innate Stone' in his hand, which was emitting a mysterious light, to Wang Xian. His movements were as gentle as if he was treating the most precious and fragile treasure in the world, as if he was afraid that he would accidentally break the 'Innate Stone' that contained endless mysteries.

Suddenly, the prophet's figure became blurred, like smoke blown away by an invisible wind, and then disappeared, and the white wolf disappeared with it.

The beastman chieftain, Chiluan, was as burly as a towering mountain, and his red hair was like a blazing flame, shining brightly in the sun.

A dark golden beast pattern was faintly visible on his forehead, as if it was a seal of ancient mysterious power. He was as tall as a mountain, and every muscle was bulging, as if it contained endless power that could burst out at any time and destroy everything in front of him.

The dark golden animal pattern flickered with a mysterious light, as if hiding a powerful force from ancient times, making people afraid to look at it.

But at this moment, Wang Xian's eyes were completely fixed on the small jade box in Chi Lu's hand.

The square-inch-sized jade box was engraved with intricate and exquisite animal patterns. Each pattern seemed to have life, as if telling the ancient legend of the beast tribe.

From the cracks in the jade box, strands of blood-red light seeped out. That light revealed a mysterious and powerful aura. Just one glance at it could make people feel the terrifying power contained in it.

That’s right, this is exactly the goal of his trip - the ‘mythical’ blood essence.

The animal patterns on the jade box looked like living creatures. Under the reflection of the blood-red light, they seemed to be constantly moving and changing, becoming more and more mysterious.

Chi Lu obviously didn't expect Wang Xian to be so anxious, and a hint of surprise flashed across his rough face.

He looked down at the jade box in his hand, then looked up at Wang Xian, who looked determined. His red eyebrows slightly wrinkled, and with a bit of majesty and doubt, his voice echoed in the square like a bell: "Now?"

"Now!"

Wang Xian's tone was firm and unquestionable.

For some reason, ever since the prophet left, he had been feeling an inexplicable sense of crisis.

That feeling was like being a prey in a dark jungle, being targeted by a poisonous snake hiding in the shadows. He felt uncomfortable all over and wanted to complete the transaction immediately and leave this place full of unknowns and dangers.

He could feel that the air around him seemed to become sticky and oppressive, as if there were pairs of eyes hidden in the darkness, closely watching his every move.

Chi Lu pondered for a moment, weighing the pros and cons in his mind.

Finally, he nodded slowly.

He held the jade box that exuded a mysterious aura in his broad palm and slowly handed it to Wang Xian.

At this seemingly peaceful moment of handover, something strange happened!

“Shua——”

A red whip shadow was like a flash of lightning, tearing through the void. With a sharp sound of breaking through the air, it went straight to the jade box at lightning speed.

The whip was red all over, as if soaked in blood. The tip of the whip was forked like a snake's tongue, flashing an icy light. Wherever it passed, the space seemed to be burned, leaving behind a series of charred marks.

This sudden attack instantly plunged the entire square into an extremely tense atmosphere, and the air seemed to freeze at that moment.

Everyone was stunned by this sudden change, their eyes filled with shock and confusion.

"How brave!"

Chi Skull roared angrily, his voice was like rolling thunder, shaking the surrounding air.

He threw the jade box in his hand to Wang Xian without hesitation, and his right hand stretched out like lightning. With his rich combat experience and amazing reaction speed, he accurately grabbed the whip tip.

Wang Xian only felt his eyes blurred, and before he could see clearly what was happening, Chi Skull had already pulled the whip hard.

The power of the Red Skull was incredible. This pull seemed to tear the entire space apart. The surrounding air was twisted and deformed by the powerful force.

"ah!"

A crisp cry was heard, and the void seemed to be torn open by an invisible giant hand, and a slender figure staggered out from the crack.

She was a girl in red, about 28 years old, with beautiful features and eyebrows, like a fairy walking out of a painting.

But at this moment, she looked a little disheveled, her hair was a little messy, and there was a look of panic on her face.

The girl's face was as delicate as fine porcelain, her skin was whiter than snow, and it emitted a soft glow under the reflection of the campfire.

The red dress is like fire, and it looks particularly dazzling in this tense and depressing atmosphere, like a ball of flame in the darkness.

However, her miserable appearance at this moment made people feel pity for her.

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Chiluan's big hand was like a pair of pliers, instantly grabbing the girl's crown. With just a little force, this beautiful girl would die.

But at this critical moment, Chi Lu's gaze fell on the light blue mark between the girl's eyebrows, and his movements suddenly paused.

The pale blue mark had a strange shape and seemed to be an extremely ancient text, emitting a soft and mysterious light.

This light seemed to have a special magical power, which caused Chi Skull to feel an inexplicable awe in his heart.

"This is."

Chi Lun's pupils shrank slightly, a hint of shock flashed in his eyes, and the strength in his hands unconsciously loosened a little.

He was secretly shocked, thinking that behind this mark stood an extremely powerful force.

Wang Xian keenly noticed that the dozen or so 'Nine Revolutions Immortal Emperors' who were watching quietly on the side suddenly changed their expressions at the same time when they saw the mark on the girl's forehead.

These powerful men, who could normally cause huge waves and chaos in the inner area of ​​the 'Chaos Sea' with just a stomp of their feet, now showed fear.

Obviously, they all knew that the power behind this girl was not something they could easily provoke. Once they did, they might face a catastrophic disaster.

The girl took the opportunity to break free from Chiskull's slightly relaxed grip and staggered back a few steps.

She rubbed her painful head, her beautiful face full of anger, her voice was clear and pleasant, but at this moment it was filled with anger and threats: "Red Skull, are you looking for death?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the temperature of the entire square seemed to drop a few degrees in an instant, and an invisible pressure spread.

Chi Luan's face was so gloomy that water could drip out of it. The beast pattern on his forehead flickered, as if echoing his anger at the moment: "When did Miss Song become so ignorant of the world?"

Chi Lu was angry, but he also had some reservations. After all, the Song family was an "immortal-level" force and held a pivotal position in the entire "Chaos Sea".

Wang Xian's heart moved.

Song family?

A family?

What kind of family would make a beast clan leader like Chi Luan fear them, and make more than a dozen "Nine-turn Immortal Emperors" show fear?

What kind of secrets and powerful forces are hidden behind this?

The red-headed man's big hand grabbed the girl's head again, and this time he obviously increased the force.

Wang Xian could clearly hear the "crunching" sound coming from the skull, and fine beads of cold sweat had already seeped out of the girl's fair forehead.

Although Chi Lu had some concerns in his heart, the girl's rash snatching of the treasure made him lose face in front of many of his clansmen and a dozen "Nine-turn Immortal Emperors". The anger in his heart was like a raging flame that was difficult to calm down.

"ah--"

The girl cried out in pain, but there was no fear in her eyes. Instead, there was a hint of sarcasm in her eyes. "Do you dare to kill me?"

The girl knew in her heart that Chi Lu wouldn't dare to kill her easily. After all, the Song family behind her was not someone to be trifled with.

The Song family is of 'immortality level' strength, with deep roots in the 'Chaos Sea', huge influence, and countless powerful people and mysterious backgrounds.

This sentence seemed to have touched upon some taboo. A dozen of the Nine-turn Immortal Emperors stepped forward at the same time, shouting anxiously, "Chi Skull, calm down!"

"Think about the beastmen!" an Immortal Emperor advised.

"The Song family is not so easy to mess with!"

Another Immortal Emperor said anxiously, with fear in his eyes.

In the 'Chaos Sea', the 'Nine Revolutions Immortal Emperor' can indeed be regarded as a top-level strongman, but facing the 'Immortal Level' forces, the 'Nine Revolutions Immortal Emperor' is somewhat inferior.

Even the top forces behind them are no match for the 'Immortal Level' forces.

Chiluan's expression kept changing, and he was struggling fiercely between anger and reason.

Finally, he snorted coldly and let go of his hand.

The girl fell to the ground, rubbing her aching head, with a trace of resentment in her eyes.

She secretly swore in her heart that she would make Chilu pay a heavy price for the humiliation she suffered today.

"Tell me about it."

Chi Skull looked down at the girl, his eyes like torches and his voice cold, "Why did Miss Song want to rob me of my things? If the answer does not satisfy me, even if you are from the Song family, don't even think about leaving the Beast Tribe Continent alive!"

The red skull stared at the girl, waiting for her answer.

The 'Immortal Level' forces were indeed powerful, but so what? The beastmen were not to be trifled with either.

Especially now that we are at this special time point at the end of the era, even if the Song family has the strength of "immortality level", if they take a wrong step, they will fall into an irretrievable situation.