I am your natural enemy.

Chapter 777: No More Hiding, It's Not Time Yet

When the sun's rays swept across the ocean, the people from Shenzhou had not yet arrived at the place where the underwater volcano erupted in the center of the ocean, and Robin's people were also on the way, at which time a piece of news appeared on the mysterious forum.

Someone uploaded a video on a mysterious forum.

This person is right on the sea and can clearly see the angle and position of the rising sun, as well as the exact time, so he can determine the location of the person taking the video.

The other person had a lot of gunshot wounds on his body and part of his skull seemed to have been lifted off.

This man said that they found the location of the immortal tree, but the people who invited them suddenly attacked and wanted to kill them.

His hometown is from the ancient rainforest. When he was young, he was blessed by the Maya. After his death, he can return to his soul for a moment to tell his tribe where his death came from.

The original intention of this blessing was to prevent the tribe from more casualties, which was equivalent to a death replay.

This time, after he was killed, he woke up in the cabin, surrounded by his killed companions.

He had finally found a spare device of his companion, and now he told everything he knew as revenge.

They received the commission last year. The other party provided them with some clues, and the rest was dug out by themselves. Of course, the client provided a lot of money to burn.

The division of profits was also decided early on, and everyone was actually quite satisfied with it.

This time, their exploration finally gave them an opportunity when the fog cleared. After overcoming many obstacles, they finally found the immortal tree.

Unfortunately, they suffered heavy losses just after they found it, and were ambushed just after they ran back. They only had time to send out a little message before they were completely wiped out.

After this person explained the whole story, the route to find the immortal tree, the possible dangers that might be encountered, etc., he fell silent.

The video is also set in advance, recorded to a certain time, and uploaded directly.

Now, anyone with a mysterious forum account around the world can see this video.

When Wen Yan learned the news, he thought that the Lieyang Tribe must have secretly changed something, or the mysterious forum had been upgraded again.

After someone from the Nanyang Alliance brought up the matter of the immortal tree at a meeting last year, not many people were interested.

At least the big forces are basically not very interested in it, or they just invest a little bit, and it doesn’t matter whether it succeeds or not. If there are people willing to pursue these things, they will invest some money, just to support the team.

There was no progress afterwards, but there were many casualties.

Those who are still chasing are all private teams. They have spent a lot of money and are willing to risk their lives.

According to the time, that should be the time when the ancestor of soldiers was unsealed, and some things related to the immortal tree were also unsealed and truly began to emerge.

Logically speaking, Shenzhou is the one that is most interested in this kind of thing.

Unfortunately, all the records and confirmed cases related to longevity that can be found so far are full of flaws.

The price those cannibalistic immortals have to pay is actually the smallest possible.

But at the same time, they are also the ones who are hit the hardest.

Except for the director of the anorectal department in Tianfu County, anyone else would be killed if they were discovered.

Wen Yan didn't care about these things, he didn't know how to do research. The Lieyang Tribe was handling it, and there was a scientific research ship approaching there, preparing to do relevant research.

He is now waiting to see when the ceremony will begin.

The most appropriate time at the moment is the anniversary of the death of the ancestor of soldiers in a few days. No one knows whether this anniversary is true or not. Anyway, there are several tombs of the ancestor of soldiers and several anniversary of their death.

The most recent one is the day of sacrifice, and there are activities every year.

Wen Yan actually planned to do it on this day. Two days later, Wen Yan received a call from the professor, asking him to come over.

When we arrived at the headquarters, we saw the professor holding a thermos and drinking tea happily. Huo Yong was standing by the golden altar, holding a spray gun in one hand and an unknown tool in the other, constantly adjusting things on the golden altar.

"It's almost done. Thanks to Huo Yong's cooperation, the progress has been much faster. Some uncertainties can now be confirmed. You can take it away later.

This thing is not only extremely heavy, but also too soft. If you use any equipment to move it, it might get scratched or deformed.

You have to handle the rest of the process yourself. I can only give you some pointers, but I can’t interfere.”

The professor handed Wen Yan a booklet that read: Guide to Reviving the Ancestor of Soldiers (tentative version).

There was also a box next to it, which contained various materials and documents that Wen Yan needed.

"I've read the briefings of the past few days. The number of high-priority issues in Shenzhou has decreased a lot, but there are more of them outside, popping up in piles. Are we going to fight?" Wen Yan asked curiously.

After several upgrades, his authority is indeed very high. His regular authority is basically equivalent to that of a county minister. As for his temporary authority during specific events, that is even more so.

If he is on the front line when dealing with the top priority incident, then, in theory, he can be transferred directly to the rapid response team and have no problem fighting a small local battle.

But in the current situation, most of the matters concerning the outside world are not directly handled by the Lieyang Tribe, and Wen Yan is not too clear about it.

He just looked at the briefing given by Black Box every morning and knew that this matter existed.

"It's not your turn to start a fight. Things haven't been going right lately. The higher-ups mean that we should play it safe.

But the director has already talked to the higher-ups and told them not to think too highly of themselves.

Especially with the Yellow Devil around and the Divine Law, all the rational people among them have been swept away.

On a long downhill section, if the snowball has already started rolling and someone is still stepping on the accelerator, then no matter how hard you brake, it will be useless.

However, necessary tests are still necessary, such as this year's military performance, or military competition.

Several major military regions here have produced talents, and thanks to you, the internal competition is extremely fierce.

Especially for the martial arts competition, the referees invited two old guys who had stepped half a foot into the sixth stage of martial arts.

Otherwise, those guys won't be able to hold back, and unnecessary casualties may occur.

Fortunately, you are the only one who has learned the Lightning Thunder Fist so far."

"Uh, not hiding anymore? Just sending warriors or cultivators to participate in these competitions. Seriously?" Wen Yan looked stunned.

He had previously spent a lot of time traveling around the major military regions, teaching people the Fiery Sun Fist.

When the cultivators open source their skills later, someone will definitely succeed in changing their profession.

Calculating the time, it’s been almost half a year, and someone has already achieved results?
"How can you hide it forever? When necessary, show your fists and the other party will understand you. Besides, if you don't fight, there are only so many places where you can gain merit. You can't just let people practice without letting them gain honor, right?

Besides, the military district also wants to see the effect, and we are not the only ones with warriors.

In other places, there are all kinds of messy things.

It’s okay to play with technology, but I’m afraid of some weird things.

Send some people with strong blood and abundant yang energy, so that they can at least have the ability to protect themselves.

Don’t worry about this matter. If you ask, I will definitely drag you over for two or three months.”

"Forget it then..." Wen Yan quickly shook his head. Last time, he was like a nuclear-powered donkey, running around and teaching everywhere. In the end, he couldn't even remember how many people he had taught.

If he gets caught again, he will be beaten to a pulp and bleed.

But those guys treated him to good food and wine, and even gave him food and gifts when he left. They were extremely polite, and they all patted their chests and promised that they would call him directly if they had any problems.

And they can really do it. When Wen Yan is on a mission and needs to consume some of the stockpiled ammunition, as soon as he is asked to do so, he will really prepare to cover an entire mountain with bullet casings.

If he was caught again, Wen Yan would not be able to refuse.

Wen Yan waited until Huo Yong finished modifying the last rune and put away the golden altar, then left in a hurry.

As soon as he arrived in Guizhou, Wen Yan began to make preparations.

There is an annual Bingzu Ceremony here, which is very grand. Wen Yan thinks that it is better to hold the resurrection ceremony in such a place than at the Bingzu Mausoleum.

Although it is not yet time, it is already very lively here. The locals have already put on their national costumes and started some activities. Many tourists have also arrived.

Wen Yan chose a mountain in the north of the venue for the ceremony. It was not within the scenic area, but the terrain was higher and one could overlook the ceremony.

Wen Yan walked through the steep mountains as if he was walking on flat ground. He came to the designated location, took out a shovel, and began to make preparations. He leveled the appropriate place and placed the golden altar there.

Three days passed in a flash, and Wen Yan connected with the professor. Under the professor's guidance, he set up the altar and placed the ritual materials in the corresponding places on the golden altar.

Then he stretched out his hand and touched the golden altar, blessing the golden altar with the scorching sun, continuously for nine times, including blessing all the materials.

When he finished doing all this, he placed the three animals on the table, lit a stick of incense as thick as his forearm, and waited quietly.

According to the professor, Wen Yan felt that it should be his Lieyang, with its own special effects, which was the most critical step, so even if others could gather the materials, they would not be able to perform the ceremony.

When Wen Yan heard the sound of a horn in the distance and the beginning of a grand ceremony with a bustling crowd, he came to the altar, blessed himself with a violent sun, held three incense sticks, and shouted in a deep voice.

"Younger generation, warmly welcome the return of the ancestor of the army."

As Wen Yan's voice fell, he saw that the altar in front of him was vaguely similar to the altar shadow that appeared when he performed the summoning technique.

However, the two banners turned into the black flags of the ancestor of soldiers. This revival ceremony was at least 80% similar to the summoning of spirits.

Wen Yan shouted loudly, and the surrounding sounds seemed to disappear.

There was only the sound of prayers being chanted at a ceremony in the distance, accompanied by some rustling sounds, like the sound of mumbling in one's heart, mixed into a river, flowing slowly.

Wen Yan felt that everything around him began to become blurry, as if there were two worlds that began to overlap and constantly changed in his eyes.

At the same time, a few miles away, in the four directions of east, south, west and north, there were people guarding and paying attention to the surrounding situation.

Outside the sacrificial ceremony, there were several black armored vehicles parked in plain sight, filled with people waiting for orders.

Within a radius of ten kilometers, all places where people can walk or pass are equipped with surveillance cameras without blind spots. All information is collected in the black box for real-time risk monitoring.

At an intersection thirty miles away, a car was stopped. Vehicles and people that posed a certain risk were detected and were stopped. They were not allowed to approach at this time.

At the top of the steep mountain, it seemed that Wen Yan was the only one doing anything. In fact, today this place was divided into three circles. The place where the ceremony was held had a circle every ten miles and another circle every thirty miles.

Overtly or covertly, at least several thousand people are working to support this matter, not counting those who are not here.

There is even a magic prop borrowed from Gauss, which can give an immediate warning if any devil or demon approaches.

The director general, who was far away at the headquarters, was not doing anything else at the moment and was keeping an eye on the situation here.

On the top of the mountain, the altar and Wen Yan seemed to have disappeared.

When Wen Yan looked up, he found that he appeared on an ancient battlefield. There was a strong evil aura here, and corpses were everywhere, as well as various strange beasts and corpses of various species, piled up into a small hill.

On the hill, a figure stood there, shirtless, covered with scars and with disheveled hair.

I couldn't sense any breath, only the dead silence here, so dead silent that there wasn't even any wind.

Wen Yan looked back again and saw lush greenery and thick forests behind him. On the hillside, there were all kinds of buildings and a martial arts arena in the distance.

And where he and the golden altar were located was between the two.

Wen Yan looked at the back and took a deep breath. His first reaction was that it was the ancestor of soldiers.

He bowed and saluted.

"Younger Wen Yan, I pay my respects to the ancestor of soldiers."

There was no response, but Wen Yan felt the call.

He pondered for a moment, stepped out and stepped into the ancient battlefield.

In an instant, overwhelming evil spirit, accompanied by countless illusions, directly impacted his mind.

His expression remained unchanged and he watched quietly.

Then the next moment, the figure standing on the hill slowly turned around.

The other person had his eyes closed and had no expression on his face, but the shock Wen Yan felt increased exponentially in an instant.

The player's natural enemy title he was wearing was automatically removed, and the fearlessness effect also disappeared.

Wen Yan's face turned slightly pale, and he took all the impact on himself.

He stood still, steadied himself, and took another step.

At this point, the figure slowly opened his eyes, looked at Wen Yan, and laughed.

"He never imagined that one day my descendants would destroy his magical powers."

"Since you stepped into this place, I already know what you are going to say."

Bingzu's gaze passed Wen Yan and looked at the lush greenery in the distance.

That was one of the choices given to him, like the second emperor, never to revive again and to pursue a higher level.

Bingzu turned his head and looked at Wen Yan again.

"You should go back. It's not time yet. They underestimate me."

Wen Yan was suffering from a mental shock, so he was particularly able to understand Bingzu's thoughts.

He understood instantly that he had thought it was too simple before.

The ancestor of soldiers will definitely be resurrected, but he will come as the world boss.

What to do is one thing; what identity you have and what you hold in your hands are another.

(End of this chapter)