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"Later, a lot of things happened, and it took us many years to get rid of them and escape back to Shicun with our wounds."

The clan chief didn't go into details about the past, but there must have been many hidden stories and secrets. He was no ordinary person to have managed to evade those people's pursuit for so many years.

"We were attacked by a kind of mist in front of that cave, which injured our bodies. We were then chased and killed, which made our strange injuries worse. That's why we haven't been able to use the secret power of the bone script for so many years."

If it weren't for the extraordinary events that occurred with Yun Tao, which generated a special power that gradually restored me, I might have remained forever at the Cave Heaven Realm, perhaps even unable to use my power again.

Shi Yunfeng spoke very simply, but one could imagine that there were many dangers involved back then, yet he only mentioned it briefly and did not go into details.

"The most powerful force back then had dozens of bandit gangs under their command, responsible for searching for that supreme treasure land. I feel that they have reappeared now and have never given up the search."

Everyone was astonished. This was the first time the clan leader had opened his heart to them and recounted the secrets of the past. Although he spoke briefly and did not go into details, they could still feel the tense atmosphere and the terrible calamity of yesteryear.

With multiple powerful forces involved, a tremendous upheaval was bound to occur that year.

"I think that supreme place should still be in this area. Even if it sank underground and drifted away later, it shouldn't be too far away."

That vast area, spanning hundreds of thousands of miles, was once ravaged by the blood of four great creatures. Now, not a blade of grass grows, and all life is gone. To venture deep into it and search for something would be incredibly difficult.

However, the bandits have reappeared, which means they may have made new discoveries, and this place will no longer be peaceful.

"Prepare for the worst!" Shi Yunfeng commanded. Liu Shen was asleep; if the bandits found their way here, they would have to rely on themselves.

Shi Yuntao looked westward, a complex expression in his eyes. His current identity was that of the reincarnation of the Immortal Monk King, and the Western Sect, which had done all this, could be said to be his disciples and grand-disciples.

And now, they've done something like this for the sacred treasures of the Supreme Hall, which shows that the Western Religion has long been corrupt.

Or rather, to them, who are high and mighty, mere bloodshed is nothing more than slaughter!
This approach naturally displeased Shi Yuntao.

He turned and looked at the white elephant lying in the corner of the village, and said:
"White Elephant, go and wipe out all those bandits, restoring peace to the Great Wilderness!"

At this time, Bai Xiang had cultivated the Divine Image Suppressing Prison Force deduced by Shi Yuntao. His power was unfathomable, and his realm had reached the peak of the Inscription Realm. He was only one step away from the realm of the Array King, and could be considered a strongman in the Great Wilderness.

"Yes, Master!"

The white elephant curled its trunk and spoke.

Then, with a single step, he disappeared from the spot.

Shi Hao watched the white elephant leave the village, then turned back and asked:

"Grandpa Yuntao, will White Elephant encounter any danger?"

Upon hearing this, Shi Yuntao smiled, patted Shi Hao's head, and said:
"Don't worry, Bai Xiang has already reached the pinnacle of the Inscription Realm and can break through to become a Array Realm King at any time. He won't easily encounter any danger in this Great Wilderness!"

Upon hearing this, Shi Hao's eyes flashed with shock, then, as if remembering something, he asked in confusion:
"Grandpa Yuntao, since it has already reached the limit, why not try to break through the limit!?"
"Furthermore, when you started cultivating again, Grandpa, you should have been able to easily break through to the highest realm. Why did you only reach the highest realm before breaking through again?"

Upon hearing this, Shi Yuntao chuckled and said:

"Hehehe, Hao'er, in the path of cultivation, what suits you best is the best."

Moreover, after Grandpa returned to the village, he underwent a transformation over the years and had already reached a special level. Whether or not he broke through to the extreme level no longer made any difference to him.

What's truly important is the realm of igniting the divine fire at the peak of the Venerable Realm. Therefore, after I reached the peak of the Venerable Realm, I stopped trying to break through and instead pondered my own path.

You are the same. You have already broken through the limit of the Blood Transformation Realm, and the limit of the Cave Heaven Realm is not difficult for you. Your current continuous breakthrough of the limit is the same as the transformation that your grandfather underwent after returning to the village and falling into a deep sleep.

Of course, you're conscious and capable of finding resources to transform yourself, so you should be faster than Grandpa. Maybe in a few years, even your father won't be able to beat you!

Upon hearing this, Shi Hao's big eyes blinked, and he asked:
"Grandpa Yuntao, when will I be able to reach your level?!"

Upon hearing this, Shi Yuntao laughed heartily:

"Haha, Hao'er, you certainly have lofty ambitions! As long as you keep getting stronger, you will one day surpass your grandfather!"

Of course, it only means surpassing who I am now!
Shi Yuntao murmured to himself.

Instead of discouraging Shi Hao, he encouraged him.

The Willow Goddess shook her willow catkins, and the sound reached Shi Yuntao's ears:

"You seem to have a lot of faith in him!"

Shi Yuntao nodded and transmitted his voice:
"Of course, Shi Hao is special!"

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Half a month later, dust rose on the horizon, and a group of people riding ferocious beasts appeared, rushing towards Stone Village.

"This is bad! Prepare for battle!"

The villagers were anxious. Shi Linhu, Shi Feijiao, and others all held dragon horn bows, aimed them at the distance, and stood at the entrance of the village, watching closely, determined to protect the village to the death.

This was a group of very violent people, with countless lives on their hands. Their eyes were filled with malice, and they were clearly not good people. They rushed to the front of the village.

"You bunch of country bumpkins, you think you can resist? One charge from me and you'll all be dead." A man with a scarred face said coldly from atop a ferocious beast, showing no regard for the villagers and exuding terrifying ferocity.

This group wasn't large, maybe a little over a hundred people, but they were all seasoned warriors, especially the leaders, who possessed powerful bone script secrets.

"Boom!" "Boom!"...

At the same time, a terrifying sound came from behind them. The earth shook and rumbled, and a huge creature appeared.

This was a pangolin, its entire body a pale gold color. It was enormous, several tens of meters long, and lay coiled there like a golden mountain of flesh. Its eyes, like golden lanterns, were staring at Stone Village, exuding a chilling aura.

Upon seeing this ferocious beast, everyone's hearts sank. This was a sacrificial spirit; how could ordinary people possibly contend with it?!
Normally, the guardian spirits protect the human race and reside in a village or town, receiving sacrifices from humans. They do not leave easily, but this one is acting on its own.

This sacrificial spirit, in particular, is extremely malevolent. Its pale golden scales are faintly covered with a layer of bloody light, indicating that it has engaged in endless slaughter and devoured other sacrificial spirits. It is the most difficult to deal with!
Shi Linhu, Shi Feijiao and the others felt a sense of powerlessness. As soon as they saw it, they knew that the two of them alone could not possibly defeat this sacrificial spirit that was tens of meters long.

The awe-inspiring aura of blood, the overwhelming fluctuations, and the terrifying runes were awe-inspiring, and one couldn't help but feel a sense of defeat upon first seeing them.

"Do you feel your own weakness? A bunch of aphids, yet you dare to contend with a true beast?!" The leader, riding on the back of a ferocious beast, sneered.

"Put down your laughable bows and arrows, what good are they? Utterly useless. Obey our orders, and we'll spare your lives!" another man said coldly.

Shi Ziling stepped forward with an icy expression and said in a cold voice:
"Who are you?"

Like heavenly music, it directly suppressed the arrogant group to the ground.

A look of terror immediately appeared in the eyes of those people. They hadn't expected that a peak-level king would be living in seclusion here. "Misunderstanding, senior, this is all a misunderstanding. We didn't know you were living in seclusion here. We'll leave this land now!"

The leader exclaimed in fear.

Shi Ziling, however, had no intention of letting them go, and said coldly:

"Which faction do you belong to, and why are you massacring villages here?!"

The leader, looking terrified, revealed their origins and purpose.

"Little Western Paradise..."

Shi Ziling muttered to himself, “The bandits have mentioned this name, but their knowledge is limited. They are merely acting under orders to find the Supreme Divine Treasure.”

Rumor has it that things are looking promising, and now they need to collect a lot of black gold to use in the future to break the ancient rune array.

There are many bandits, but only they truly possess such a powerful sacrificial spirit. This pangolin comes from that Little Western Paradise!

Shi Ziling recalled the white elephant that Shi Yuntao had sent out earlier, and immediately realized that the other party had also realized this, so he sent out the mount to clear out the bandits.

As for the other villagers, their tension and worries vanished, and they returned to the village with their spoils.

Such a joyous occasion should not be left until dawn; all members of the clan should be informed to avoid anxiety and worry.

The next day, the village was filled with the aroma of meat and laughter. The villagers had all returned, and everyone had a bright smile on their face.

The aunties and grandmothers were all beaming with joy as they prepared the sacrificial meat and blood. The meat stewing in the pot emitted a faint glow, its vitality almost frightening.

A group of children ran around, shouting excitedly. This was the flesh and blood of the sacrificial spirit, something they had never dared to dream of before, but today they were going to feast on it.

"Uncle Ziling, you're amazing! You suppressed them with just one shout!"

A group of children surrounded Shiziling, all of them extremely excited and thrilled.

"Uncle, you're amazing! You have to teach me properly in the future."

Qingfeng's large eyes shone with an almost worshipful light.

As for the group of adult men, they were moving with incredible speed and enthusiasm, having a great time processing the sacrificial spirit meat containing essence and blood, as these were treasures of immeasurable value.

The cooked and grilled meat is only a small part; the rest of the meat and bones need to be refined together with the old medicine for better results. All the tribespeople will benefit greatly, and their physical condition will definitely improve significantly.

As for the clan elders, they had been busy all day, personally handling the most precious blood and tendons.

Hunting down a golden pangolin is like finding a treasure for Stone Village; if used properly, it can play a huge role.

That night, the tribespeople were overjoyed, and laughter filled the air as they sat around the bonfire, enjoying the fragrant sacrificial meat.

The campfire crackled and popped, creating a lively atmosphere as the tribespeople celebrated with great enthusiasm.

Shi Feijiao and a group of adults ate meat heartily while boasting about their children's strength, saying they would surely become great heroes who could lift heavy objects and shake the wilderness.

Of course, everyone praised the little one the most. Shi Linhu even shouted, "Kid, you're not little anymore. You'll be eight in a few months. And with such great skills, you should be getting married. What do you think of my Tiger Girl?"

The little one was very embarrassed and said, "Uncle, I'm still too young."

Shi Linhu glared and said, "Little brat my foot! Your uncle got married when he was twelve. He wasn't nearly as good as you back then. With your current skills, you could have done it long ago."

A group of children chuckled and winked at the little one.

Shi Linhu glared at them and said, "What are you laughing at? You're not young anymore, it's time to think about marriage. By the way, Dazhuang, Ermeng, and Pihou have made rapid progress in the past two years and are very skilled. They should get married too."

“That’s right, it’s all set.” An elder nodded.

"Ah!?" A group of children exclaimed, all embarrassed, their faces glowing red in the firelight.

These words might not mean much to others, but they caught the little one off guard. Because several other girls were practically forcing her to submit.

"Grandpa and Father said they want me to get engaged to you. When will you agree?" Shi Feijiao's daughter asked loudly.

"I'm still young, I don't want to get married!" The little one scratched his head, his little face getting a little hot.

On the other side, Tiger Girl, with pigtails and even younger than him, stood with her little hands on her hips, staring with wide eyes, and shouted, "Little one, when are you going to marry me?"

"When did I say I wanted to marry you?" The little one almost ran away in panic, really unable to handle it.

"Haha..." A group of adults burst into laughter.

"What are your plans, child?" the clan chief asked the little one with a smile at the end.

“I want to send Qingfeng to the Heaven-Mending Pavilion, and we can cultivate our way there. Didn’t Grandpa say that reading ten thousand volumes of ancient texts is not as good as traveling ten thousand miles?” Little Dot replied.

“But you’re still a bit young. The journey is too far, and none of us know where the Heaven-Mending Pavilion is,” the old patriarch said worriedly.

"Child, don't make hasty decisions," other elders advised, urging him to be cautious.

Xiao Shihao nodded and said, "Yes, I know. I will discuss it with my father and mother, and with Grandpa Yuntao. We need to wait for Liu Shen to wake up."

Moreover, Willow God said she would take me to see a mysterious world. And now, I'm also worried; what if those bandits reappear?

That night, the tribesmen had a great time and ate until late into the night. They talked and talked, telling many mysterious stories from the Great Wilderness, which fascinated a group of children.

The only regret is that the pangolin self-destructed at the last moment, and its original precious bones and scales were broken, leaving behind no precious techniques.

In the latter half of the night, Stone Village was not at peace, as a group of children howled incessantly like ghosts. Because of their gluttony, they had eaten a few extra pieces of sacrificial meat, and their bodies were glowing and unbearably hot. They ran all over the village, and finally all jumped into the lake to cool down.

The clan elders had clearly warned that each person should eat no more than two pieces and not use them as a meal to fill their stomachs, yet this is still the result.

It wasn't until dawn that a group of children and some young people, their eyes bulging like pandas, climbed out of the lake and slunk back to their homes.

"Haha..." Some of the tribesmen who got up early burst into laughter upon seeing this scene.

Without a doubt, this sacrificial spirit is extraordinary, containing a powerful essence within its body, which can be considered a precious medicine for the body and can effectively improve the physique of the clansmen.

Back then, after obtaining the remains of the Suanni (a mythical beast), the entire village ate the whole thing. This greatly improved the villagers' physical condition; otherwise, how could a group of children be able to cultivate bone script? (End of Chapter)