Chapter 8

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Amidst the wind that carried the cherry blossoms, Misaki opened the old diary and read the words of the promise written inside.

Visualizing the image of the wild elephant, the goal was to gradually integrate the essence of the wild elephant into the physical body, to understand the spirit of the wild elephant, and only then could the true power of the Wild Elephant Great Strength Technique be fully displayed. At this moment, Xiao Yi visualized the wild elephant, using this to sense the 108 heavenly meridians in his body. Finally, Xiao Yi gritted his teeth and began to try to stir his own blood qi.

Rumble!

It was as if a celestial drum was being beaten, and his internal organs were resonating. The moment Xiao Yi stirred his blood qi, the immense essence of the dragon egg in his flesh and blood suddenly became agitated, and the pale golden, amber-like essence rapidly converged.

His mind was in a state of confusion, but Xiao Yi managed to gather his thoughts and focused all his energy on visualizing the image of the wild elephant in his mind. At this moment, the green wild elephant roared, coming to life in Xiao Yi's mind. Its limbs moved like pillars of the sky, its tusks like swords piercing the heavens, and an intangible force spread out, forcibly gathering his scattered thoughts. The scene within his body reappeared before his eyes.

This is...

Xiao Yi was shaken. He vaguely saw an ancient stone mirror rotating in his chest, with ancient patterns etched on it. These patterns, upon closer inspection, seemed like fine cracks. At this moment, the essence of the dragon egg flowed into the stone mirror like rivers converging into the sea, rapidly being absorbed. In a few breaths, it all disappeared, and an unprecedented sense of ease arose. At this moment, Xiao Yi felt his body become light, and the long-standing constraints were suddenly gone. Looking at the stone mirror again, one of the fine cracks slowly healed and disappeared.

Before Xiao Yi could react, the stone mirror slowly turned, and a faint light flashed across its surface. A fine, golden-yellow, almost tangible strand of blood qi was emitted. From this blood qi, Xiao Yi sensed a familiar aura.

Tyrannosaurus Rex!

A flash of insight appeared in Xiao Yi's eyes. Perhaps it should be called the Seven-Star Wasteland Dragon! This strand of blood qi was likely the Wasteland Dragon bloodline contained within the essence of the dragon egg. Compared to the immense essence of the dragon egg, it was incredibly small, but the pure and flawless energy was vastly different from the former.

"This stone mirror!"

Xiao Yi's mind was in turmoil. He ignored the pure Wasteland Dragon blood qi and tried to stir the stone mirror with all his might. However, after half an hour, the stone mirror showed no reaction. Xiao Yi carefully examined the mirror, and the patterns on it seemed like cracks, indicating that it was a damaged stone mirror.

A damaged stone mirror! Xiao Yi recalled that after the stone mirror absorbed the essence of the dragon egg, one of the cracks had healed. If all the cracks were to disappear, would the stone mirror be able to revive? This was just a guess, but Xiao Yi was certain that the spatial transition was closely related to this stone mirror. No matter what, he had to repair it first. After a short while, Xiao Yi opened his eyes, took a deep breath, and roughly counted the cracks on the stone mirror, which numbered over a thousand. One dragon egg essence had only repaired one crack. Reviving the stone mirror seemed to be no easy task, but at least now, a possible path home was before him.

Buzz!

Suddenly, the ground began to tremble slightly. Xiao Yi sensed it, and in a few breaths, the slight tremor intensified several times. The stone bed shook, and outside the stone house, the sound of metal clashing and a loud roar echoed through the sky.

"The Immortal Clan!"

Xiao Yi was startled. He had heard Shigong talk about how the Immortal Clan descended upon the human world through void passages, and although the human race tried to suppress them, some stray Immortal soldiers still escaped and hid in the ancient forests and vast mountains. Within a thousand miles of the Bloodstone Tribe, there was a group of Immortal soldiers who had long coveted the Bloodstone Tribe, occasionally attacking and being suppressed multiple times. The most recent attack was three years ago.

Rumble!

The earth shook, this time from within the Bloodstone Tribe. The warriors within the tribe sprang into action, and some Bloodstone Tribe members with combat capabilities also rushed out with their weapons. Outside the stone window, the wind howled as tens of thousands of people moved together. These ancient people were fierce and fearless, even as Xiao Yi saw Shigong, carrying a medicine basket, stride out like a meteor, showing no signs of old age or weakness, heading toward the tribe's outskirts.

Leaping off the stone bed, his illness gone, Xiao Yi felt light and refreshed. The essence of the dragon egg had strengthened his constitution, though not as much as the ancient people, his strength had increased significantly, perhaps enough to match a ten-year-old boy here.

The stone door opened easily. The atmosphere within the tribe was tense, with powerful winds passing by. Some tribe members carried wooden bows, stone knives, and iron spears, running bare-chested like galloping horses. In the Bloodstone Tribe, almost every member had one or two heavenly meridians connected, and the blood qi they emitted was very strong. In battle, they did not hold back, with the weaker ones like burning coals and the stronger ones like blazing furnaces. One of the warriors, wearing a dark green leather armor and holding an unknown bone spear, exuded a powerful and fierce aura, his eyes red, the bone spear humming, and he moved like a meteor, heading toward the tribe's outskirts.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, a red glow rose from the center of the tribe, a red celestial horse with fiery wings appeared, emitting a powerful aura. The intense blood qi was like a blazing sun rising, illuminating all around. On its back sat a middle-aged man in red leather armor, with a robust figure, crystal-clear black hair, and a black iron staff in his hand, which glowed with a red light, emitting intense heat even from a distance.

"Tribe Leader!"

Tens of thousands of Bloodstone Tribe members roared, their eyes filled with reverence. The next moment, the celestial horse soared into the sky, its fiery wings flapping, and in the blink of an eye, it was a hundred meters away, reaching the tribe's outskirts in a few breaths.

So fast!

Xiao Yi's pupils constricted. This was a celestial horse. Shigong had said that celestial horses were the symbol of human warriors, and only powerful warriors could possess them. The celestial horse was the fastest in the human world, and in the Bloodstone Tribe, only the tribe leader Shi Zhixuan had a one-star ten-thousand-mile steed.

"Tribe Leader! This time, the tribe leader is going to take action! In the previous attacks, the tribe leader did not act, only the two thousand-man commanders stayed. This time, the tribe leader's action will be earth-shattering!" an excited Bloodstone Tribe member said.

"Right, with the tribe leader and the one-star ten-thousand-mile steed, we will surely defeat the invading Immortal soldiers!"

These Bloodstone Tribe members rushed past Xiao Yi, not paying attention to him, but also not deliberately bumping into him. Some even deliberately kept a distance. Xiao Yi did not mind, his eyes flashing with a faint green light.

"What is an Immortal? I want to see."

The next moment, he took large steps, following the flow of people toward the tribe's outskirts. After a few steps, he paused, turned around, and entered the stone house. When he came out, he was holding a black broken spear, a seven-foot-long broken spear that had appeared with him in the mountains and was brought back by Shigong. For some reason, the needle-like sensation was gone when he held it again.

A forty-pound iron spear, now felt much lighter in his hand, and he could barely wield it with one hand. Outside the stone house, a few lagging Bloodstone Tribe members looked at him in surprise, then grinned and ran off.

Outside the dark green mountain wall, blood qi soared into the sky. Two thousand human warriors of the Bloodstone Tribe exuded a fierce aura, their weapons in hand, their battle qi surging, covering a radius of several miles, the air stagnant, clouds dispersing. On the mountain wall, a red celestial horse stood in the air, and the tribe leader Shi Zhixuan looked into the distance, his aura like a towering mountain, appearing like a blazing furnace suspended in the sky, his powerful blood qi shaking the hearts of all.

Xiao Yi tried to calm his mind, visualizing the image of the wild elephant. A green-scaled wild elephant roared to the sky, its ancient and solemn aura spreading, allowing Xiao Yi to break free from the overwhelming blood qi, remaining unaffected. Xiao Yi was startled; this was from a distance of several hundred meters. If he faced it directly, the blood qi alone would be enough to crush his spirit, defeating him without a fight.

"They're here!"

Someone shouted, and Xiao Yi focused. In the distance, a white mist covered the sky, stretching for several miles. The mist floated, and figures could be seen faintly. Purple qi rose, and as the white mist approached, the sound of drums echoed, shaking the sky, and an intangible force pressed down.

"Kill!"

Tens of thousands of Bloodstone Tribe members roared, their blood qi rising three thousand meters, forming a blood-colored pillar that struck out for dozens of miles, dispersing the purple qi and white mist, revealing the hidden figures.

These are Immortals!

Xiao Yi's pupils constricted. Before him were thousands of green-armored soldiers, surrounded by immortal mist, holding green iron spears, with wind, rain, thunder, and lightning accompanying them, as if carrying the power of heaven and earth. In front of the thousands of green-armored Immortal soldiers, three green-armored Immortal Clan members rode strange beasts, resembling qilins, with water vapor and auspicious qi surrounding them.

For some reason, seeing these legendary celestial soldiers, Xiao Yi did not feel reverence or closeness but a strong sense of rejection. He frowned slightly.

"These are the Immortal Clan, one of the great clans of the hundred worlds, our human race's great enemy. You have already felt it; this is the rejection of bloodlines."

Shigong's voice sounded, and he had appeared beside Xiao Yi. Xiao Yi looked at him, and Shigong nodded, saying, "It's good that you came. Remember to act within your limits."

Without stopping him or persuading him, Shigong left, joining a group of similarly aged tribe members, each carrying a medicine basket, slowly dispersing among the tens of thousands of tribe members.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Nearly three thousand green-armored Immortal soldiers marched, their steps like the beating of celestial drums, the earth trembling. Their eyes were cold, and they looked at the Bloodstone Tribe members with indifference.

Above the two thousand human warriors, Shi Zhixuan sat on the celestial horse, his black iron staff pointing forward. His eyes were cold, and he suddenly roared.

"Kill!" (Please give me recommendations, everyone! Please support me! Please add to your favorites!)

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