They were few in number, their attire peculiar, resembling primitive people more than anything else. Ming Zhitian remained unperturbed as a half-naked man approached him.
Around his neck hung a string of small ivory pendants, yet they pulsed with potent spiritual energy, revealing themselves to be a powerful magical artifact.
"My name is Qian Xin. May I ask how you found this place? Did you stumble upon it by accident?"
Ming Zhitian shook his head and proceeded to recount the story of Xiao Ning, a descendant of the Xian You tribe.
Qian Xin nodded with a smile, "So that's how it is. May I ask why you've graced our Bu Li tribe with your presence?"
Ming Zhitian's pupils dilated. "You truly are the Bu Li tribe? Then I must see Zhen Thirteen. Quickly, take me to him, or the entire Xiugu Realm will be doomed!"
Qian Xin inquired, "Why the haste to see Zhen Thirteen?"
Ming Zhitian explained, "A being calling himself Shizhong God, the Son of Nine Dragons, has been born. He seeks to destroy the heavens and earth. I must stop him, or all will be lost."
Qian Xin nodded. "Indeed, our ancestor Zhen Thirteen foresaw the great calamity of the Son of Nine Dragons a million years ago."
Ming Zhitian expressed admiration. "A million years ago? Can Zhen Thirteen predict the future? And so accurately?"
Qian Xin sighed softly. "Unfortunately, our ancestor met his demise a million years ago."
Ming Zhitian couldn't believe it. "No way! Zhen Thirteen was so powerful, how could he..."
Qian Xin said, "All things in this world are born and die, their origins and ends intertwined. Whether mortal or immortal, all will eventually burn out. It is merely a matter of time."
Ming Zhitian frowned. "Shizhong God will find me soon. He said only Zhen Thirteen could harm his body. Doesn't that make him invincible? Tell me, how can I deal with his Time Wheel Eye?"
Qian Xin replied, "If you know of the Time Wheel Eye, why do you ask what you already know?"
Ming Zhitian stated, "The Time Wheel Eye can control a portion of spacetime. Even the most powerful magnetic fields cannot shake it in the slightest."
Qian Xin said, "Therefore, the only way to break it is with our ancestor Zhen Thirteen's ultimate strike."
Ming Zhitian's interest was piqued. "What do you mean? Do you have a backup plan?"
Qian Xin said, "After all, our ancestor hailed from the Xiugu Realm. As his descendants, we should contribute."
He then produced a magical artifact. "This is the last protective spell left to our Bu Li tribe by our ancestor Zhen Thirteen. I give it to you now. Use it to repel the formidable enemy, but remember, you can only use it once."
Ming Zhitian accepted the artifact, imbued with Zhen Thirteen's sword intent. "On behalf of all cultivators in the Xiugu Realm, I thank you."
Qian Xin accepted with a nod. "Go. I hope this is the last time."
"He is here." Ming Zhitian sensed the intense fluctuation of powerful magical energy and instantly appeared.
Shizhong God laughed. "Running? Why did you stop running? I gave you a chance, but you were useless. Hand over the Divine Realm and the Immortal Pupil Eye, and I might consider making you my slave."
Ming Zhitian stood proudly. "Run? Why should I run? You want to rip out my heart and lungs, and now my eyes? You truly don't treat people as people."
Seeing his unconcerned demeanor, Shizhong God narrowed his eyes. "Do you have a backup plan? But what of it? In the face of absolute power, I will make you kneel!"
Ming Zhitian pointed a finger! It pierced through spatial fragments, striking directly at Shizhong God!
Shizhong God's invisible hand swatted it away, shattering it!
Ming Zhitian instantly transformed into the puppet of the Shen An Heavenly God. With his long, black and purple flaming twin swords, he slashed across!
Shizhong God pressed forth a hand! "Bang!!"
Swift… swift!
Shizhong God attacked from behind! Ming Zhitian swiped a sword backward!
But his wrist was seized. Ming Zhitian continued to draw his other sword! It was also seized by Shizhong God.