I tried to kill the heroines of destiny, but they ended up chasing after me.

This was an explosion, an extremely powerful explosion.

Without a doubt, the explosion came from the three black god puppets. The moment they came into contact with the big man, they were detonated by the mysterious man without hesitation. Their purpose was obvious: to attack the big man who was the spirit of the formation!

The Three Black God Puppets are not actually very powerful, but they have a more important ability: self-destruction. Their self-destruction is about twice as powerful as that of an ordinary ninth-level Creation Realm cultivator.

Furthermore, they can be stacked. If it is a single puppet, it is simply doubled, but if it is three, it is enough to affect a Nirvana Realm expert!

If there are even more, reaching hundreds or thousands, then their power will absolutely exceed human imagination!

Self-destruct, increased power, stacking!

This is the meaning of the three methods of the Three Methods Black God Puppet.

That's exactly what happened. Taking advantage of the big man's contempt and the characteristics of the Three-Method Black God Puppet, the mysterious man set up a rather obvious trap, and just then, the big man fell into it.

At this moment, the mysterious man looked at the chaotic and cracked ground caused by the self-destruction of the Three Law Black God Puppet, and the dust that had not yet subsided. Although he could not see the whole situation, a hint of joy still flashed in his eyes.

He succeeded!

But what succeeded was only his scheme; he...did not win!

"Humph!!"

Suddenly, a cold laugh rang out from the swirling dust, accompanied by a powerful surge of soul energy that quickly spread outwards, instantly shaking apart the dust and revealing the burly man's face. He wasn't exactly unharmed, but his complexion was somewhat pale.

The burly man's eyes flashed with a fierce light. The moment he appeared, he stopped talking nonsense and instead moved, his entire body suddenly vanishing!

When he appeared, he was already beside the mysterious man!

Suddenly, he raised his left hand, clenched his fist fiercely, and used his powerful physical strength to throw a punch directly at the mysterious man.

"This guy's physical body is actually so strong!" The mysterious man was slightly surprised, but facing the big man's offensive, he had no time to think about such things anymore.

No sooner said than done, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and an object immediately appeared in his hand—the Mingzi Branch.

"Hmm? This is..." Upon seeing Ming Zizhi, the burly man was actually slightly shaken.

"An opportunity!" The mysterious man's heart leaped with joy. He pinched the branch with two fingers, his eyes widened, and he shouted, "Seal it!!"

As soon as the mysterious man spoke, countless fine threads instantly appeared from the branch of the Netherworld Child and suddenly wrapped around the big man!

Seeing this, the burly man tried to retreat as fast as he could, but it was too late.

The thin thread seemed to have a life of its own. As soon as the mysterious man finished uttering the word "seal," the burly man was touched on the left hand by one of the threads—the hand he was about to use to attack the mysterious man…

In that instant, the thin thread suddenly emitted a strange force, like a chain, tightly binding his left hand and preventing him from moving.

This only prevented him from using his left hand, which wouldn't have had much impact on his whole body. However, the moment his figure saw Ming Zizhi, the slight pause that caused the mysterious man to seize the opportunity. In an instant, the thin lines that evolved from Ming Zizhi suddenly covered his entire body...

"Damn it! Master's magical artifact! You actually have Master's magical artifact?! Damn it... Ah!!" Filled with rage, the burly man finally roared out this incomplete sentence, followed by a final, shrill scream!

The Nether Branch primarily functions as a seal, and its offensive power is not strong to begin with. It manipulates a special kind of law power, transforming the law into lines to achieve the sealing effect.

When the branches of the underworld had all turned into fine threads and attached themselves to the big man, he was completely unable to move, except for being able to speak with difficulty.

"I know! I finally know!! You are a traitor to the Heavenly Soul Clan!! You!!!" The burly man's expression was gloomy, but there was a hint of helplessness hidden deep within his roar.

"You brute!" The mysterious man smiled as he glanced at the burly man who was almost wrapped up like a dumpling by the Mingzi branch. He didn't pay him any attention and instead bypassed the man, quickly driving into the stone gate.

He wasn't worried about being discovered here, nor was he afraid of any accidents. The Mingzi Branch was a treasure of the Tianhun Clan, and he knew its power very well, so the big man basically had no chance of breaking free.

Unfortunately, this mysterious person was too confident, so she overlooked another person who was extremely well hidden, and also overlooked the great man's abilities!

Shortly after the mysterious man entered the stone gate, the burly man closed his eyes. When he opened them again, a glint of wisdom flashed in them. He looked in one direction and suddenly said, "Aren't you coming out?!"

But where he looked, there was complete silence.

“If he doesn’t come out soon, he’ll go further and further away…” Seeing that no one responded, the big man wasn’t in a hurry and said again.

"Senior!" Finally, Huang Quan's voice and his figure slowly appeared from that place, neither hurried nor impatient.

"Hehe!" The big man chuckled, but didn't say anything more.

Suddenly, his eyes emitted bursts of light, and he murmured something that sounded like an incantation. When the big man finished and the light disappeared, the seal on the Netherworld Branch on his body... was broken!

However, this scene didn't elicit much disbelief from Huang Quan; he was only slightly surprised before returning to normal.

Seeing Huang Quan calm, the burly man grinned: "Want to know?"

"Junior, I would like to hear the details..."

"Although the Branch of the Underworld Child is rather strange, this is not the real Branch of the Underworld Child. The real Branch of the Underworld Child is the trunk of the Tree of Time, while this Branch of the Underworld Child is just a replica..."

"The Tree of Time?" Huang Quan murmured.

“That’s right. If it were a true branch of the Netherworld, I wouldn’t be able to break free, but this… can’t seal me away yet,” the burly man said.

"Then how did you discover me, senior?" Huang Quan asked again.

The burly man continued, “The power within you is quite mixed. It seems to consist of three types of power. The first is normal spiritual power. The second is something I can’t quite put my finger on, but it should be the strongest of the three. And the last one is the one I understand best and know most clearly. That is the unique power of my clan… soul power.”

"I see..." Without delving into the details, he suddenly asked another question that he had to be concerned about.

"Then why did you let him go, senior?"

"Hehe, it's very simple. Since I am not the spirit of the Netherworld Soul Snow Array, I naturally have no reason to stop him." Without hesitation, the big man replied directly.

Upon hearing this, Huang Quan's eyes snapped open, revealing a look of utter disbelief!

"Don't be so surprised yet, I haven't finished speaking..." The burly man shook his head, a hint of reminiscence suddenly appearing on his face, and then said, "Could you... let me see it?"

Huang Quan quickly calmed his racing thoughts, took a deep breath, looked at the burly man in his memory, remained silent for a moment, then sighed and replied, "Okay..."

Before long, Huang Quan manipulated his spiritual power, which instantly transformed into a red light, and the Crimson Peak Sword landed in his left hand.

Huang Quan found it strange that the Crimson Peak Sword was glowing red. Could it be that it had mutated?

At the same time, upon seeing the Crimson Peak Sword, the burly man's expression suddenly became complicated. It was as if countless images flashed through his mind, as if the aura of memory froze him, freezing him in the moment when his master saved him in the past.

He was laughing, but in that memory, he cried...

This is a memory, a recollection, and a wound.

Those who remained, those who stayed, their memories, like the weeping of that burly man in his recollections, have passed through time, through their hearts, through that eternal, unchanging sorrow…

Perhaps understanding the man's emotions, Huang Quan's eyes also reflected the man's sadness, so he didn't disturb him, but quietly waited for the man to recover...

"Sigh..." Finally, the burly man sighed deeply, ceasing to think about it, or perhaps unwilling to think about it. He turned his gaze back to Huang Quan and said softly, "Don't worry! The master left this weapon to you; it was destined. I won't ask too many questions..."

"But the fact that you possess this weapon means that my master has accepted you, so in a sense, you can be considered my master's only disciple now..."

"Huh? A disciple?!" Huang Quan was somewhat taken aback.

“Hmm!” Ignoring Huang Quan’s expression, the burly man continued, “As my master’s disciple, you have a duty to protect your master’s tomb…”

"Wait!" At this moment, Huang Quan was completely baffled. He had become a disciple because of a weapon, and because he had become a disciple, he was required to guard the tomb of his master whom he had never met. All of this was done without his consent. Therefore, when he heard this, he interrupted the big man with some anger.

"What's wrong?" the burly man asked calmly.

"Don't you think it's a bit wrong to make my choice like this?" Huang Quan's expression was slightly gloomy.

"Oh?" Upon hearing this, the burly man touched his forehead, seemingly troubled, and replied, "It is indeed a bit bad. You're so weak; if you encountered that person just now, how could you possibly protect yourself? This is truly troublesome! You are the master's disciple, yet you're so weak; what should we do?"

Seeing that the burly man's answer was irrelevant, Huang Quan frowned, but before he could speak, the burly man continued, "Fine, fine! Then I'll just have to reluctantly train you a bit!"

"What? Exercise?" Huang Quan was taken aback, a strange look on his face. He felt even more puzzled. Could this be the real personality of this big man?

But then he realized that the big man had truly regarded him as his master's disciple, so nothing he said would make any difference.

Thinking of this, and considering the true strength of this burly man, he sighed.

"Come with me!" With that, the burly man turned and prepared to walk into the stone gate.

"Wait!" Huang Quan suddenly spoke up.

"What?" The burly man turned slightly to look at Huang Quan and asked.

"You want me to become your master's disciple? Fine! However, I have a few conditions that may not seem like much to you?"

"Oh...it's nothing to me...hehe, interesting, tell me about it."

"I want the Branch of the Underworld in your hand?" Huang Quan said directly without any preamble.

"The Netherworld Branch?! What use is such a lowly thing to you... Never mind! Since you've asked, then I'll give it to you..." The big man flicked his hand, and the Netherworld Branch that he had previously stored away immediately turned into a stream of light and flew towards Huang Quan. Huang Quan easily grabbed it and put it into his space bottle.

This thing is considered low-grade by the Han Dynasty, but it has other uses for Huang Quan.

Subsequently, the great man used his divine sense to tell Huang Quan the correct way to use the Nether Branch.

"What else? Tell me all at once!" Although the big man's expression didn't show any impatience, his tone was quite obvious.

Huang Quan pondered for a moment before continuing, "There's one more thing I want to know!"

"explain?"

"I want to know his name."

"His name?"

"Yes! My master."

Chapter 198 The Visitor from Another World

"Hehehe! Don't you already know?" the big man laughed.

"I know?" Huang Quan asked seriously.

"Oh ho! What are you thinking about?" the big man retorted.

“And as you just said, he is your master, so I’m wondering how an ordinary clansman could make a powerful person willingly become his servant? There must be something wrong with this, and the most crucial thing is... his identity…” Huang Quan lowered his voice a bit as he said this.

"Oh? So in your opinion, what is the identity of my master?" The big man seemed to be interested in Huang Quan's words, and after a slight doubt, he asked again.

Huang Quan, however, still smiled and said, "Senior, isn't it obvious? I think there's probably only one person in the Heavenly Soul Clan who can meet all my conditions, right?"

"Clan Chief of the Heavenly Soul Clan... Ancestor of the Heavenly Soul Clan!" Upon hearing this, Huang Quan's expression became even more serious.

"Tsk tsk! Not bad, not bad, you're not stupid to have thought of that! But what you said is both right and wrong," the big man replied.

"Hmm? Where am I right? And where am I wrong?" Huang Quan asked, his eyes darting around.

The burly man didn't keep them in suspense and quickly replied, "You're right that my master is indeed not an ordinary member of the Heavenly Soul Clan, but that's not right either. My master's true identity... is actually not the patriarch of the Heavenly Soul Clan, understand?"

"What?!" Huang Quan exclaimed, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"Hahaha! Alright, alright! I'll be merciful and tell you some things you don't know! After all, you're my master's disciple now, so there are some things you really should know," the burly man laughed.