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Standing at a distance, Sun Zhe stared blankly at the towering figure of Chiyou, his eyes filled with disbelief. He was not shocked by Chiyou's overwhelming power, but rather by the name itself—Chiyou. At this moment, one thought echoed in his mind: "I am called Chiyou."
Chiyou!!!
As a person from the Nine Continents, how could Sun Zhe not know the name Chiyou? Across the Nine Continents Mainland, there were probably very few who had not heard of the legend of Chiyou.
It is said that Chiyou was the leader of the Jiu Li Tribe in Ancient Times. He possessed divine strength, unmatched bravery, and vast Divine Abilities, capable of summoning wind and rain. He was a figure akin to a deity in Ancient Times. Later, after Huangdi killed Yandi, Chiyou led his army to avenge Yandi and fought against Huangdi in the Field of Deer Hunting. After suffering defeat, he was killed.
Whether this myth is true or not, the name Chiyou has been passed down through countless generations on the Nine Continents Mainland. Almost every citizen of Jiuzhou Continent has heard of the legend of Ancient Chiyou. Now, this unparalleled powerhouse actually claims to be Chiyou. Are these two Chiyous truly the same person? Or is he also from the Nine Continents Mainland?
Thinking of this possibility made Sun Zhe tremble involuntarily. Jiuzhou Continent—a term so familiar—he had thought he would never return in this lifetime. Yet now, there seemed to be a glimmer of hope; perhaps he could go back...
He could return to his hometown. Maybe his mother had long since passed away, and even his younger brother might be gone. After wandering in the Outer Starry Sky for so many years, everything in his hometown had likely changed... But home is home; nothing can replace it. There is only one hometown—the place where he grew up, where he was nurtured, and where all his longing resides.
"Child, did you rescue my Power of the Soul? And where are those two Demon Cauldrons that suppressed my body and Power of the Soul?"
A rough voice rang out before Sun Zhe. He was momentarily stunned but quickly awakened from his confusion to find Chiyou standing right in front of him. The towering figure had transformed into that of an ordinary person, yet the aura of superiority remained unchanged.
His black eyes were as deep as stars, and his wild black hair revealed his untamed nature. His robust body seemed forged from steel, and his muscular arms resembled two Crimson Serpents. He was indeed the unparalleled demon god Chiyou—a figure so extraordinary that even top-tier experts like Yin Yu Zhen Ren would flee at his presence.
"The Power of the Soul was not rescued by me; it was someone else."
Sun Zhe slowly explained, not falsely claiming credit for himself.
Sun Zhe understood that the Power of the Soul mentioned by Chiyou referred to that black Ghost Shadow. He could now ascertain that this Power of the Soul must have originated from within Xuan Yuan County's Northern Mang Secret Realm and had certainly been suppressed by that Square Ancient Cauldron. Yan Ji must have used some method to take away that Ancient Cauldron, which subsequently led to the rescue of the Power of the Soul. This Power of the Soul knew that the Ancient Cauldron was with him and thus followed him into this place.
As for why the Power of the Soul was not discovered by the Four Great Powerhouses, it is easy to understand. The Power of the Soul from the formidable demon Chiyou's three souls and seven spirits, even if its memory is incomplete, possesses means that are far beyond what ordinary people can imagine. It is not impossible to evade the Four Great Powerhouses.
"Are you the two Ancient Cauldrons?"
Sun Zhe lightly slid his left hand over the Ethereal Ring, and two ancient, square cauldrons appeared in his hand. One was obtained from the Northern Mang Secret Realm, while the other flew out from the recently shattered altar and was caught by him.
He understood that if Chiyou wanted them, he would have no chance of keeping these two Ancient Cauldrons. Moreover, these Ancient Cauldrons were originally used to suppress Chiyou, so it was only natural for Chiyou to claim them now. However, Sun Zhe found it puzzling that these two Ancient Cauldrons were Demon Cauldrons.
Looking at the two Ancient Cauldrons that had suppressed him for countless years, a hint of admiration appeared in Chiyou's black eyes. Over the years, he had not been in a constant slumber; there were times when he was awake. He understood that time had quietly passed while he was sealed away, and it was likely no longer the era he once knew.
"Forget it, you should keep these two Demon Cauldrons. They are extraordinary divine objects; take good care of them. Since you helped me break the seal, I naturally must fulfill my promise and repay you."
Sun Zhe was about to refuse when Chiyou spoke again.
"You need not say more. I, Chiyou, have never owed anyone anything in my life. Moreover, my Power of the Soul has promised you this, which is equivalent to my promise to you. How could I, Chiyou, be someone who goes back on my word? Now tell me, what do you want?"
The demon Chiyou can be considered a peak figure from Ancient Times; what he possesses far surpasses those of various sects. Rare treasures, top-tier techniques, super strong martial arts, Ancient Divine Abilities... whatever Sun Zhe chooses would undoubtedly be a tremendous temptation for anyone.
However, at this moment, Sun Zhe had no such thoughts. He only wanted to ask Chiyou whether he came from the Nine Continents Mainland and if he could return there.
Just as Sun Zhe was about to speak, Chiyou's expression slightly froze, revealing a hint of surprise in his eyes. His rough palm pressed directly onto Sun Zhe's right arm, and a strange power seeped in. The giant tiger pattern hidden on Sun Zhe's right arm suddenly became apparent.
After Wanbingyuan absorbed the Killing Intent from numerous powerful beings' deaths, the giant tiger pattern on his arm gradually became clearer. Although it was now just an outline, it revealed a sense of grandeur as if a fierce tiger was about to break free, exuding a strong aura of ferocity. Even Sun Zhe, as its master, felt a slight influence and was enveloped in intense Killing Intent.
"The Nine Abyss Blood Tiger... I didn't expect you to possess the War Clan Totem. But why does only one arm have it? What about the totem on your other arm? Where did you receive this inheritance?" At this point, Chiyou couldn't help but furrow his brow and looked at Sun Zhe.
Sun Zhe did not expect that Chiyou would discover the giant tiger pattern so quickly. Upon hearing Chiyou's question, Sun Zhe did not hide anything and explained how he obtained the giant tiger pattern.
"So the Demon Cauldron wanted to devour it... I see, no wonder!"
After listening to Sun Zhe's explanation, Chiyou thought for a moment and immediately understood the sequence of events. It seemed he recalled something and suddenly burst into wild laughter.
"Haha... this Nine Abyss Blood Tiger is a great ferocious beast from Ancient Times. Although it is not well-known, its strength is such that even an adult dragon would fear it. However, its fierce aura is too overwhelming; ordinary people find it hard to withstand and can easily have their hearts and souls eroded. No wonder that tribe only has this one totem. With your strength, being able to gain its recognition is quite a stroke of luck... Since that's the case, I will complete your totem and also teach you some simple ways to use totems."
As soon as he finished speaking, Chiyou reached out with his right hand, stirring the Void. Moments later, a series of roars echoed from within the void. The visible sound waves surged outward like ocean waves. If it weren't for Chiyou's protection, even this mere sound wave would have inflicted serious injuries on Sun Zhe.
Chiyou's massive right hand emerged from the Void, grasping a sphere of silver light. Before Sun Zhe could react, Chiyou pressed this silver orb onto his left arm. The silver light was forcibly infused into his arm, and an unimaginable pain surged through him. His face twisted in agony; the sudden pain felt like it was tearing his heart apart.
"Calmly accept it!"
Just as Sun Zhe's mind began to scatter, Chiyou's rough voice rang in his ears like a soul-stirring melody. With a single command, Sun Zhe's mind instantly quieted down, though the piercing pain did not lessen at all; it continued to pound against the door of his heart.
Chiyou made no further movements but quietly observed the scene before him. There was no trace of emotion in his proud eyes; if Sun Zhe could not endure this bit of pain, he was simply unworthy of receiving this gift from Chiyou.
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