Demon Slaying, Gaining 60 Years of Cultivation From the Start

Marquis of Pingxi and the Shadowless discovered that their vital energy was firmly locked within this military tent, unable to transmit even the slightest amount outside.

At this moment, the two of them felt as if they were isolated from the outside world, unable to perceive anything that was happening outside.

Only someone at least at the level of a Xiantian realm martial arts grandmaster could achieve this!

In this instant, the two of them felt like prisoners in a jail, regardless of what happened inside the tent, even if they died there, the army outside wouldn't hear the slightest noise.

In a blink, both Marquis of Pingxi and the Shadowless clenched their palms suddenly, neither of them being ordinary people. Even when facing a martial arts grandmaster, they would absolutely not sit still and wait for death here.

Moreover, judging by the appearance of the other party, they weren't here in person, so Marquis of Pingxi and the Shadowless believed that, by combining their strength, they might not necessarily be at a disadvantage. Stay connected through empire

"Who exactly are you?" the Marquis of Pingxi could no longer maintain his composure and asked solemnly.

"Me?"

Upon hearing these words, a wisp of black fog spread out, transforming into an illusory, hunched figure.

Seeing such a technique, a wisp of black fog accomplishing this extent, Marquis of Pingxi and the Shadowless felt even more shocked in their hearts.

An ordinary Xiantian realm martial arts grandmaster may not necessarily possess such mysterious abilities.

Could it be, one of the top figures among the grandmasters?!

At this thought, Marquis of Pingxi and the Shadowless's hearts instantly sank.

If the visitor was a top grandmaster, then today, both Marquis of Pingxi and the Shadowless would undoubtedly die here.

"Who exactly are you?" After sensing the terrifying strength of the other party, Marquis of Pingxi instead calmed down.

Seeing as they were unable to resist and their lives were in the hands of someone else, what was there to be nervous about?

And at that moment, the figure formed by the black fog spoke with a low voice, "My name—Saranguis!"

"Saranguis? The barbarian god's high priest of the savage tribe?!" Upon hearing the name, Marquis of Pingxi's face changed drastically, and he was shocked to the extreme.

When Marquis of Pingxi uttered the origins of this hunched figure, the Shadowless was also shaken, evidently shocked as well.

Saranguis, as the contemporary high priest of the barbarian god of the savage tribe, possessed strength that had exceeded the grandmaster level. Even top martial arts grandmasters were not his match, his cultivation was of the utmost pinnacle in the world!

Twenty-three years ago, Saranguis joined forces with the chieftain of the savage tribe to battle the Emperor of Da Xia, both of them were gravely injured by the Emperor and had to retreat deep into the Hundred Thousand Mountain Range with all of their people.

What Marquis of Pingxi and the Shadowless had not anticipated was that the high priest of the barbarian god from the savage tribe was still alive in this world!

One must know, the Emperor of Da Xia was terrifyingly powerful; the battle twenty-three years ago left both the tribe chieftain and the high priest Saranguis severely wounded and near death, especially Saranguis, who was very old. At that time, everyone thought he was certain to die.

But today, he had indeed appeared before Marquis of Pingxi and the Shadowless!

Marquis of Pingxi did not believe this to be a bluff, a means for the barbarians to flex their muscles because only Saranguis, among the entire savage tribe, could have such strength and methods!

"It seems that the rumors are true; the savage tribe indeed found the relics of ancient gods and demons in the depths of the Hundred Thousand Mountain Range," said Marquis of Pingxi gravely, his eyebrows also furrowed tightly.

This was not good news for him. If both the tribe chieftain and high priest were still alive, it would be all too easy for the savage tribe to attack the borders of Da Xia and conquer both DaHuang Mansion and the Yan State.

Saranguis smiled faintly, but his smile seemed extremely grim and devoid of warmth.

He said, "The legacy of our ancestors has indeed bestowed great benefits upon my clan."

The savage tribe was how the Human Clan referred to them. Among their own people, they considered themselves descendants of gods and demons, or the God Clan.

They perceived the term "savage tribe" as an insult from the Human Clan and did not accept it.

Of course, that was indeed the case.

Hearing Saranguis confirm this, Marquis of Pingxi's heart truly sank to the bottom.

"Did you come here to kill me?" Marquis of Pingxi clenched his fists and feigned calm as he asked.

Although the Saranguis before him did not leak a hint of his aura, Marquis of Pingxi and the Shadowless still felt a heavy pressure on their hearts.

The high priest of the savage tribe, Saranguis, smiled faintly in response and counter-asked, "If I wanted to kill you, would you still be alive?"

On hearing this, Marquis of Pingxi suddenly laughed, markedly relaxing, and he said, "Indeed, with the strength of the elder, killing me would be effortless."

"As long as you know," Saranguis nodded, his gaze inadvertently sweeping over the Shadowless standing behind Marquis of Pingxi.

The Shadowless, feeling Saranguis's gaze, shuddered and immediately subdued himself.

At this time, a hint of confusion emerged on Marquis of Pingxi's face, and he said, "May I know why the elder sought me out tonight?"

If Saranguis was not here to kill him, then Marquis of Pingxi truly didn't understand what the other party was here for.

Was it possibly to reminisce?

But even though he was a lord of Da Xia, commanding hundreds of thousands of troops, his status and identity were far inferior compared to a being like Saranguis.

Even if an army of six hundred thousand were arrayed in battle formation, it would be like taking something out of one's pocket for Saranguis to kill him.

The further one advanced in the martial dao, the stronger one's methods became. Moving mountains, overturning seas, burning heaven and boiling earth were not mere rumors but realities within their power.