Sword Emperor

Because over ten billion years had passed, and there had never been a situation where an old friend had descended. Now that the other party had suddenly appeared, it was truly a bit strange.    

Recalling the news that he had received not long ago, the uncle's heart was filled with endless doubt:    

"Could it be that the other party came for that empty door? But his death has nothing to do with me.    

Therefore, it's impossible for me to expose myself. Since that's the case, why did someone suddenly descend? "    

Many thoughts flashed through his mind. Then, his uncle looked at the Shamans who had come to deliver the news.    

"What do the two of them look like? Are they threatening us? "    

The wizard thought for a while and said slowly:    

"Wu, one of them is covered in a level 1 black robe, and his face can't be seen clearly.    

As for the other one, he was wearing a beast skin, and he was controlling a green snake with his right hand and a yellow snake with his left hand. He was quite powerful.    

However, their personalities are quite friendly, and I have a vague feeling of intimacy with them. "    

After receiving this news, the uncle slowly nodded his head. At the same time, he muttered in his heart:    

"The people that the Nine Li Clan spied on back then were all dressed in black robes to conceal their identities.    

As for the appearance of the second person, if I remember correctly, it should be that praise.    

Why did they come here for no reason?"    

Even though he was still quite confused, the uncle still spoke slowly.    

"These two are indeed old friends of mine. Go and bring them here."    

"Yes, Wu."    

Hearing this, the Shaman did not hesitate at all. He nodded and turned around to leave.    

As for the uncle at that moment, he was not as calm as he had imagined.    

Ever since he was replaced by this identity, the experience kept echoing in his mind.    

After confirming that there were no flaws in his identity, that hanging heart of his finally calmed down. Then, he immediately sent a voice transmission to himself:    

"This old man has two old friends who have come. All of you will accompany this old man to receive them."    

Following the voice, the Martial Monarch Realm cultivators scattered across the Qingshan Tribe walked toward their uncle's residence at the same time.    

As for Sun Bing and Kua, they walked slowly towards the depths of the tribe under the lead of that previous Shaman.    

Compared to Kua and Ruifeng's tribe, the development of the Green Mountain Tribe was even more perfect.    

Although they hid in the mountains, the two of them still saw neat farmlands. All of them were planted with five-colored tassels.    

Such unique spiritual roots could be used by ordinary Shamans.    

Even though the Shamans were born with a large appetite and usually ate meat, the five-colored tassels were a unique type of Holy medicine.    

The energy was abundant and the medicinal properties were mild. It was the most suitable plant for living creatures to eat.    

Besides that, Sun Bing and Kua also saw that there were all kinds of spiritual fruits planted on the surrounding mountains.    

The spirit in the entire tribe was completely different. It could even be said that the speed of development of the Green Mountain Tribe completely surpassed the other tribes.    

The Shamans in this place were no longer wearing the leaves of the beast skin. Instead, they were using all sorts of Divine Gold and Special Irons to forge weapons and armor.    

The praises of wearing the beast skin in this environment made them look like savages who had descended from the wild.    

When they appeared, they instantly attracted the attention of countless people in the tribe.    

However, due to the thick aura of the wilderness coming from Kua's body and the fact that they were the guests that the Shaman had personally promised, no one dared to rashly step forward.    

Although the entire Qingshan tribe was huge and spanned thousands of mountains, Sun Bing and the others were also quite fast.    

About an hour later, the group finally arrived at the deepest part of the mountains.    

The uncle seemed to have been waiting for a long time. When he saw Sun Bing and the others, he immediately stepped forward with a smile on his face.    

"Yu, when that clansman mentioned me earlier, I already had some guesses in my heart. I really didn't expect that you would really come here."    

The dozen or so Emperor Realm cultivators behind him also bowed at the same time.    

"Greetings, Desolate Witch."    

"You're welcome."    

Sun Bing suddenly waved his hand, and a powerful force stopped everyone who was bowing.    

After that, he looked at Uncle Wang, and his old face was full of smiles.    

"Hahahaha, brother, we haven't met for more than ten billion years. How have you been recently?"    

After some small talk, everyone immediately walked towards the house in front of them.    

Unlike the other wooden houses, the uncle's house was made of very precious ores.    

Its grade was far beyond that of an ordinary Monarch Instrument, and it had even reached the level of a Artificial Spirit Treasure.    

Its power was completely comparable to a Natural Spirit Treasure.    

The only difference between the two was that it was an Artificial Spirit Treasure and an Artificial Spirit Treasure.    

The so-called Xiantian was formed by the heaven and earth, while the Houtian was forged by man.    

The difference in power between the two was not big, but the Great Dao contained in the Natural Spirit Treasure was more obscure.    

Even though he had entered the enemy's supreme treasure alone, Sun Bing's expression remained unchanged. He couldn't help but praise with a smile on his face.    

"Brother, it has been many years since we last met. I never thought that you would forge such a treasure palace. Furthermore, your tribe is also quite prosperous. I'm really envious of you."    

When he heard Sun Bing mention the treasure palace, the uncle's facial expression became somewhat unnatural.    

After all, whether it was the Jiuli tribe or the Wizard tribe, they were the best at fighting.    

As for the other alchemy, artifact forging, and so on, they could only be considered to have dabbled in a little.    

It was nothing much if one wanted to forge an ordinary Monarch Weapon, but a treasure at the level of Artificial Spirit Treasure was not something that could be created.    

Even in the history of the Nine Li Clan, there were only a few Artificial Spirit Treasures that were forged.    

When he thought of this, a trace of regret appeared out of thin air in his heart.    

Previously, it was because he still had a trace of vigilance in his heart that he did not take the palace away. Instead, he wanted to use it to fight the enemy.    

But now, the situation was quite obvious. Sun Bing could see through this flaw with a single glance.    

However, now that things had come to this point, he did not have the chance to regret it. The only thing worth rejoicing about was that his uncle had already prepared for this.    

Immediately, one could see that his face was filled with grief, and he even said helplessly:    

"Speaking of this, this old one is exceptionally regretful. Back then, a genius weapon craftsman was born in the tribe.    

In order to nurture him, the tribe expended all of their resources. However, his heart is higher than the heavens, and he acted rashly when he was not strong enough.    

In the end, he used up endless divine materials, and even used his own body as a sacrifice to forcefully forge this treasure.    

However, he..."    

When he finished speaking, there was only a long sigh left.    

Sun Bing didn't pursue the flaw in his words, and he even revealed a wisp of melancholy.    

"This is truly a pity. If he had not died, we would have been even closer to restoring our clan."