Qianyu is cultivating in a quiet jungle, entering the waveless realm of the ancient well, without being disturbed by anything.
Thousands of miles away from him on the Sea of Ten Thousand Poems, the shaman's warship appeared a hundred meters away from Fisherman Island. Sa Jue stood on the largest warship and looked at the island indifferently.
The shark troops. Behind him stood Sa Yuan, Sa Kun and Sa Xin.
"Avenge Elder Samin!"
Sa Jue shouted loudly, his body flashed, and he was already in mid-air. At the same time, Loft also stretched out his body, appeared in mid-air, and faced Sa Jue from afar.
"Dragon Roar!"
With a big move of his hand, Loft made the water in the Sea of Ten Thousand Poems immediately stir and rush into the sky, forming a giant water dragon that was a thousand meters long. He stood on top of the dragon's head, looking cool and solemn with an extraordinary air.
"Three-eyed poisonous anaconda!"
Sajue also made the same move, summoning a thousand-meter-long purple python formed by condensed vitality. It had three eyes with green pupils, two five-meter-long fangs, swallowed a long tongue, and faced off against the water dragon.
"Do it!"
Sa Jue gave an order, and the shaman's warships advanced rapidly and attacked Fisherman Island. The sharks jumped into the sea one after another. Their excellent water properties allowed them to move freely in the rough sea. They attacked the warships with great skill.
The vigorous sharks climbed onto the warship and fought with the shamans on the ship.
Suddenly, shouts, screams, and horns continued to be heard. The entire battlefield fell into a melee. Since there were only ten secret envoys left in the Shark Palace and no personal bodyguards, they took the initiative to assume the responsibility of bodyguards.
——To deal with the three guardians of the Witch Temple.
The comprehensive strength of the three guardians was much stronger than that of the ten secretaries. The ten secretaries did not last long before their entire army was wiped out. After the ten secretaries were eliminated, three elders joined the battle group. Their joining was like fierce tigers.
They rushed into the sheep and killed the sharks who fled in all directions. This decisive battle ended in less than half an hour.
It ended with the shark's disastrous defeat.
In fact, when Luo Zisu and Luo Ziyuan died, the balance of this battle had already tilted towards the witches. But at that time, Luo Fut was blinded by anger and thought that with the tenacious fight of the whole clan, he could achieve a miracle.
Such a victory. However, the facts told him a cruel truth. Miracles are called miracles because they rarely happen. Obviously, the sharks under his leadership did not create miracles.
Both Luofut and Sajue were at the Yuan Emperor level. Without using a killing move, it would be difficult to tell the winner in an instant. However, the shark's disastrous defeat made Luofut give up resistance directly, and he died.
In the hands of Sa Jue.
"Brother Luo, what is your last wish?" Before killing Loft, Sajue asked in a tone unique to a winner.
Loft said: "If you fail, whatever you say is wrong."
After saying that, the leader of the Shark tribe died in the hands of Sa Jue.
"From today on, there is only one ruler in Xiwu, and that is the Shaman Temple!"
After picking up the fruits of victory, Saju announced loudly, and the shamans happily danced the dance that is only performed during festival celebrations. They will remember this day forever.
The war between witches and sharks that lasted for hundreds of years ended with an overwhelming victory. Both Sajue and Loft were extremely surprised by the outcome. They thought it would be a protracted and hard battle.
The hero of all this is, of course, Elder Saming, who voluntarily sacrificed his life. If he hadn't self-destructed and killed Luo Zisu and Luo Ziyuan, I'm afraid the battle would have been longer. Anyway, the battle is over, Sa Jue
He began to construct his grand blueprint in his mind - to build Xiwu into a paradise for shamans.
From now on, no one can resist him. The humans in Wangyou City will be strictly managed by the shaman guards. As for the sharks there, all will be killed.
The situation in Xiwu has changed drastically. Qianyu, who is concentrating on his cultivation, does not know everything that is happening in the outside world. He is still in the cave at the bottom of the pit with abundant vitality, constantly moving closer to the realm of Yuan Sheng.
After practicing for a long time, one day, he had a premonition that the vitality of this place was getting stronger and stronger, and the number of ferocious beasts coming here for healing was also increasing. Could it be that something strange had happened here?
"boom!"
One night half a year later, a wave of vitality burst out of the cave where Qianyu was. It was fleeting and shook the interior of the cave. Wood and rocks fell rustlingly, leaving Qianyu covered with dust.
At this moment, he felt that his body was particularly relaxed. As he breathed, he could feel the tenacity of the forest trees, the fragrance of the leaves, the ferocious beasts flying and roaring in the distance, and the fallen leaves in the swamp slowly sinking, emitting a putrid smell. He felt this
The jungle blends into one with him, and you can feel the presence of all things.
Is this the realm of Yuan Sheng?
Qianyu felt the changes in his body, and his cultivation reached a higher level, from Yuan Zun to Yuan Sheng.
Only with the cultivation of Yuan Sheng could he be qualified to fight against the Witch Temple. When he came out of the cave, he was surprised to find that the place was shrouded in a faint green light. A towering tree full of vitality grew out of the deep pit.
Big trees, wildflowers and grasses are bathed in green light and full of life.
"What's going on?" Qianyu couldn't figure out how big trees and flowers could grow in the originally barren pit. It was as strange as the jungles in the desert.
No one answered his question.
He looked at the silver moon in the sky, not knowing how much time had passed. An unprecedented loneliness surrounded him. In the past, he had an honest monk chatting with him to relieve his boredom, but now he was the only one left, looking at the silver moon alone, lonely and deserted.
"How can I return to Beiming? When can I go back?" Qianyu began to miss his homeland. He experienced the feeling of being a stranger in a foreign land. He just wanted to go back now, and the matter of liberating mankind was forgotten in his mind.
In the end, the matter became too difficult and his enthusiasm was exhausted.
He started to recall the past, but all he could think of were scenes of him being humiliated, bullied, or embarrassing moments.
Why do you think of these?
He couldn't help but feel that he was naive and simple in the past, and in Zhao Yangtian's words, he was cute and stupid. All he thought about was pain. Wasn't there any happy memories?
He tried to recall, but he only thought of his first encounter with Ling Yun in the Necromantic Abyss. At that time, he was just a loser who had not yet awakened from death. By chance, he met Ling Yun who was being chased by the original family.
"If I hadn't saved her that time, wouldn't what happened next happen?" Qianyu thought, the embarrassing scenes he had encountered before and the things that made him feel guilty resurfaced. Now he just feels very
I regret it, I can’t figure out why I did that in the first place.
At this time, he took out the kit that his adoptive father had given him after his death. There was only a piece of yellowed paper in the kit, with his adoptive father's handwriting on the paper.
There were only three words written on the paper: Don’t regret it!
When he was sixteen years old, he was high-spirited and passionate, and was struggling in the mainland. Before leaving, his adoptive father gave him a tips bag and told him: Don't be afraid. It was to encourage him, who was still strong-blooded, not to be afraid of setbacks on the way forward, and to keep moving forward.
At this moment, he has gone through vicissitudes of life and experienced the sorrows of the world. Looking back on the past, he actually regrets more. Before leaving, his adoptive father left him a bag of tips and told him: Don't regret. It was so that he would not have to regret his original choice.
Bad things will eventually pass, and good things will come.