Eternal Mad Emperor

Chapter 831 Ring
In an extremely impoverished tribe, the sound of chains could be heard everywhere.

Because the people who live here are all bound by a chain, not only that, but they also have a sinner's brand on their foreheads.

Under the sound of heavy chains, dozens of figures walked out, the leader of which was an old man who seemed to be ninety years old.

He has white hair and wrinkles on his face, but his eyes seem to contain extraordinary wisdom.

"Grandpa patriarch, do you think that person can really come back to life?" A little boy who was only about seven years old poked his head out, his pupils wide open full of curiosity.

Although this little boy was wearing prison clothes and bound by chains, his eyes were agile, and there was a wave of aura leaking from his whole body.

"Hehe, it seems that my Xiaojiu is still kind-hearted."

"Don't worry! He is not an ordinary person. He can recover automatically from such serious injuries, and he will wake up one day." The elderly man smiled, his face full of kindness.

"Xiao Jiu, walk slowly, and be careful not to fall." A woman shouted.

However, despite this, the boy named Xiao Jiu jumped and jumped, disappeared from his mother's sight in an instant, and rushed into a dark cave.

Although he was trapped by heavy chains, surprisingly, his movements were still flexible like a monkey.

"Xiao Jiu's physique is different from ordinary people. If I guessed correctly, he should be a martial arts prodigy. Hey...but it's a pity..." The old man sighed and shook his head lightly.

And when his mother heard about it, she became even more complicated.

Back then, she had been pregnant eight times, but she couldn't keep the baby each time, and she didn't know if her ancestors really committed some evil, this was God's punishment for him.

She thought she would never be able to have a child in this life, but she did not expect that she would become pregnant again, and finally gave birth to Xiaojiu by luck.

This may be God is merciful to her.

But it is also because of this that Xiao Jiu has been gifted with extraordinary talents since he was a child, which is different from ordinary people.

It's just that they are sinners, and everyone's body is born with a curse, so they can't practice any skills.

In other words, their entire tribe is mortal.

Perhaps it was because of the extraordinaryness of their ancestors back then, they were stronger than some mortals. Although they had no energy in their bodies, they were born with great strength, which was ten or dozens of times that of ordinary people.

Xiao Jiu walked into the cave and went deep. When he reached the end, he saw a man lying on a stone bed.

The man's eyes were closed, his breathing was even, and he seemed to be in a deep sleep.

Half a year ago, the nothingness of the tribe suddenly swelled with wind and clouds, with torrential rain falling, and divine thunder crashing down.

After a shocking thunder, a blood-colored figure suddenly descended from the sky and landed on Xiao Jiu's roof.

Soon, the whole clan was alarmed.

Because half of the body of this person who descended from the sky was destroyed, leaving only the head and upper body.

I thought it was just a dead body, but the old patriarch soon discovered that there was still a ray of life in this remnant body, especially the beating of the heart was still beating tenaciously.

This is so incredible!

But they are sinners. If other people know that there are people of unknown origin hidden in their tribe, it will definitely cause disaster, but they can't do it if they don't want to save them.

In the end, everyone decided to take him deep into the cave and let him fend for himself.

I thought that this man with a broken body and unknown origin would die if he didn't leave for a long time, but the miracle happened again.

Not only did he not die, but his broken body was still recovering at a slow speed.

This is so incredible for them.

The oldest patriarch of the entire clan, he could tell at that time that this severely injured man was definitely a monk, and his level might not be low.

Because only human gods have the power to reorganize flesh and blood.

Just like this, half a year has passed, and the man lying in the cave has automatically recovered from his remnant body, and his complexion has gradually turned rosy.

But even so, he still showed no sign of waking up.

"Who is he?" Looking at the man lying on the stone bed, a middle-aged man covered in scars, he frowned and said.

He is Xiao Jiu's father and the grandson of the old patriarch.

"No matter who he is? As long as he is my human race, we can't ignore him. Our ancestors did something wrong back then, and now we can save only one person if we can."

"Hey..." The old patriarch held a cane, his face full of helplessness.

Back then, his ancestor did something wrong, but made many descendants suffer here, and was cast aside by the world, no one would be reconciled.

But even if you are unwilling, so what?

With their insignificant power, they can't change anything at all, maybe this is retribution.

For a moment, everyone's faces were full of sadness, only Xiao Jiu was still innocent, and kept looking at the man lying on the stone bed.

"Huh? What is this?"

"Could it be the space ring that those gods and men mentioned?" Suddenly, Xiao Jiu asked curiously.

I saw him take out something from the arms of the man on the stone bed.

This is a ring, but the style of this ring is extremely old, and it exudes a sense of simplicity.

"This...how is it possible..." Looking at the quaint ring in Xiaojiu's hand, the old patriarch's expression suddenly changed. He quickly supported his body with a cane, and took the ring from Xiaojiu's hand.

As he looked at him, his vicissitudes of life pupils became more and more shocked, and even his body couldn't help trembling.

"Grandpa, what's wrong with you? Do you know this ring?" The middle-aged man covered in scars frowned deeply.

Because in his memory, the elderly man in front of him had never lost his composure like this before.

Seemingly aware of his gaffe, the old man's hands trembled, and he put the ring back into the man's arms.

Then he shook his head lightly and said: "I don't know, I just think that this ring may not be simple, maybe it is not from this era, or even from ancient times..."

After the words were finished, complex expressions appeared in the old man's eyes. He raised the crutch in his hand and walked out of the cave limping.

Although the others were puzzled by this, they didn't think much about it. They took a deep look at the unconscious man and left one after another.

"Xiao Jiu, let's go! I'm going to mine! Otherwise, I will be punished again." The middle-aged man said.

The little boy let out an oh, and then walked out of the cave with a touch of reluctance.

However, not long after they left, the quaint ring in the man's arms suddenly glowed strangely, as if some kind of power was gradually waking up.

In the middle of the night, when the silver moon had already risen to mid-air, the old patriarch woke up suddenly, and then he moved out an ancient box from the secret compartment under his bed.

His hands were trembling, his eyes were complicated, he took a deep breath, and then opened the box.

The next moment, an old sheepskin appeared in his hand.

(End of this chapter)