Master of Strange Dao

After roaring out those two words, the Dragon Tiger Daoist sat on the ground as if deflated, grinning widely.

He laughed and laughed until it turned into a loud laugh, a wild laugh.

Yu Ziqing laughed along.

The Dragon Tiger Daoist's eyes shone with a frightening light, laughing uncontrollably, nearly bringing tears to his eyes.

"I can call out his name now, I can actually make his name resound in this world."

He struggled to stand up, gripping Yu Ziqing's arm, unable to contain his excitement.

"Do you know what this means?"

Without waiting for Yu Ziqing to answer, the Dragon Tiger Daoist answered himself.

"The restraints are getting weaker, so weak that I can easily recover the Mountain Lord's name.

Ancestor Qingfeng had already sensed something was wrong, he left something in the void, left behind names.

But ultimately, the place where he left things, my lineage has never been able to find it, unable to sense it.

Even though it couldn't be found, it still remains.

As long as I keep searching and never give up, when the opportunity comes, I can capture it first.

I found it, but I couldn't bring his name back to this world.

I can only keep myself from forgetting, that's the limit.

I'm afraid I'll forget one day, I must go see the Mountain Lord senior soon.

Now, I can make his name return to this world.

Which means the enemies are continually weakening."

The Dragon Tiger Daoist could actually feel that Yu Ziqing might have helped a bit, no, helped quite a lot.

He didn't know why, but it didn't matter.

Because this name, he brought it back, he called it out.

It must mean the enemies are weakening, weakening to the point where they can't completely restrain him, allowing him to catch a tiny flaw, to exploit a bit of a loophole.

"Senior, one day, the lost history, the lost ancestral names, will all be recovered, not one missing.

Now, it's begun, the name of the Primordial Lord, the name of Wen Jun, the name of the Mountain Lord.

There will only be more and more, surely."

Yu Ziqing grinned, laughing in response.

He originally just guessed, the Dragon Tiger Daoist meeting the giant, must know more than him.

Upon returning to this world, Yu Ziqing could no longer hold back.

Just taking a chance, never expected, the Dragon Tiger Daoist could actually make the disappeared name of the Mountain Lord re-engrave in this world.

And encountered no obstruction from anyone.

That kind of obstruction felt more like a long-standing restriction, an information-blocking Heaven and Earth Net set up long ago.

Now this net has a small hole.

The Divine King didn't appear, didn't even peep, only that net was functioning.

In an instant, Yu Ziqing understood, what he had done previously seemed like merely slapping the opponent twice, just venting uselessly.

In reality, this accumulated effort step by step, bit by bit weakening, was very important and very necessary.

One cannot say, after eating five buns feeling full, that the first four buns were useless, nor say the first four had little effect.

The suppression collision of the Dao, then to Yang's pollution, then to destroying its alias, forcing out its True Body.

Every step was necessary, and essential.

Yu Ziqing still remembers, the first time, he just learned the name of Shi, and it attracted the Wig White Water Egg.

Now, the Dragon Tiger Daoist called out the name of the Mountain Lord, letting it resound in this world, yet the Divine King didn't utter a word.

This is the gap, a qualitative difference.

Just a probe, Yu Ziqing obtained more information.

The Divine King, even if he looks stronger than the previous Wig White Water Egg, maybe much stronger, but he no longer has the ability to stop such things.

Of course, it's also possible, he simply doesn't dare to personally stop the name of the Mountain Lord from being called out.

Yu Ziqing got what he wished for, and also learned the name of the giant.

The Mountain Lord, somewhat unexpectedly for Yu Ziqing, but also felt like it should be so.

From a giant before the ancient times, having a name with "Lord" is also quite normal.

Just don't know, what his name represents.

Generally, a one-character Lord's name is basically related to their Dao.

The "Mountain" in Mountain Lord, can't just mean backing mountain, can it.

But thinking again, maybe it's not impossible either.

A backing mountain is also nice.

In the darkness beneath the ground, the giant's eyes carried a smile.

"This little guy really won't give up, actually called it out after specially going back.

And it truly let that little Daoist call it out."

His gaze seemed to look into the depths of the void, laughing repeatedly.

"Divine King, are you cowardly, or simply lack the ability to obstruct?"

The gem formed by the Evil Lord flickered beside him, seemingly unusually excited, unable to be completely restrained by the Sealing.

The giant glanced at him, his laughter grew louder.

"You're right, he neither has the ability to obstruct nor the courage, he's afraid I'll catch his weakness.

Afraid I'll be bored and, following the lead, track him down and kill him several hundred times to relieve boredom.

I understood from what that little Daoist said, he's already been tricked several times in secret already.

That place is long different from the past."

As the giant spoke, his gaze turned to the depths of darkness, eyes slightly narrowed.

"These fools, do they see I'm in a good mood recently and bored, wanting to find me some fun?"

The giant eyes disappeared, leaving only the Evil Lord listening to the Jade Tablet.

Before long, intense battle fluctuations came from the depths of darkness, everything settled down again.

The giant's eyes reappeared, with his gaze, a corpse of a Great Devil, three thousand feet tall with a form like an ox, floated out from the depths of darkness.