Chapter 816: Dust of History

Three thousand years of time can change many patterns.

The growth of the new generation of the Xuan Tian Great Witch Clan can also reach a height, especially that Great Secretary, whose leadership power was fully displayed; under his governance, the clan gradually grew, and strong people appeared one after another like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.

The power of the clan, although still unable to compare with the past, was already considered very good relative to the Eastern Wanggu continent at this time.

As for the war outside the Absolute God Array, it was the same.

With the spider-form god sleeping, the gods under its command, although also powerful, were also like this; Jiu Li, as the Ancestral Witch of this generation, had an aptitude that even surpassed his father.

Under his leadership, the Great Witches of the Xuan Tian Great Witch Clan spared no life and spared no cost, finally outside the Absolute God Array, repelling the gods who tried to invade their clan.

This was a great victory that could be recorded in history.

While other clans in Eastern Wanggu were suffering from the divine calamity, the Xuan Tian Great Witch Clan here successfully repelled the invading gods and protected their homeland.

Thus, to celebrate this great victory, that Great Secretary personally ascended the Wang Zu Terrace and knelt down to the firmament there.

His expression was sincere, and even more excited, inviting the Ancestral Witch and all the Great Witches who had fought for the clan until now to come home.

To welcome the Ancestral Witch home, this Great Secretary, together with the famous people in the clan, arranged a grand banquet in the Xuan Tian Secretary land.

That day, countless clansmen in the clan cheered for it, and together with the Great Secretary, shouted the two words 'come home'.

These two words resounded through the clouds, spread through the heavens and earth, and were also heard by Jiu Li and those under his command outside the Absolute God Array.

Their emotions also fluctuated; three thousand years of fighting, many of their partners had already fallen, and the remaining ones were already incomparably exhausted.

If it were any other time, their hearts would still be firm and they would not retreat half a step.

But now that a great victory had been won, the thought of home was increasingly rich.

They also had descendants in the mortal world, also wanted to step on their hometown again, and wanted to go see the clansmen they had protected for three thousand years.

But in the end, Jiu Li refused.

He could not bring all the Great Witches back at this time, because he was not sure if the god's side would have any counter-attacks; he wanted to open up a safe situation for the clan in his lifetime.

So, he looked at the clan within the Absolute God Array with gratification, silently withdrew his gaze, sat cross-legged outside the array, and continued to guard the clansmen.

Outside his body, a nine-headed dragon manifested, circling in all directions; that was his Witch form.

Other Great Witches also opened their eyes in silence, each emitting their own Witch forms.

Looking from afar, one giant fierce beast after another revealed perseverance, continuing to guard.

Even if they finally died, they wanted to die in the war guarding the clan; even if they fell, they hoped that their souls could be like

In life, protect the clan.

In death, still must protect.

Time flowed once again, another two thousand years.

In the two thousand years of time, although gods occasionally came to commit offenses, under the protection of Jiuli and the Great Shamans under his command, it was difficult to invade even a little. It seemed that in this chaotic world, the territory of the Xuantian Great Shaman Clan had become a forbidden zone for gods.

Until this time, the Great Administrator, who had grown up completely, led the ministers and countless clansmen to step onto the Ancestor-Gazing Platform once again, where he knelt down toward the firmament once more.

Please, Ancestral Shaman, come home.

Countless voices rang out, calls of "come home" one after another, filling the heaven and earth.

That was the call of the clan, that was the longing of the clansmen.

Outside the God-Extinguishing Array, one Great Shaman after another opened their eyes, gazing at their homeland across the array.

Looking at the statues built within their homeland, those were their statues.

Five thousand years...

Finally, their gazes looked toward their leader, Jiuli.

Jiuli was silent for a long time, then opened his eyes. He had intended to refuse, but looking at these companions beside him and feeling their exhaustion and thoughts, Jiuli could not bring himself to say the words of refusal.

Thus, he sighed softly, nodded, and stood up.

Taking the majority of the Great Shamans, he went home.

This was the first time he had left the God-Extinguishing Array since his father, the Shaman, fell, and it was also his first return to his homeland.

The moment he descended upon the land of the Xuantian Administrator, cheers resounded through the heaven and earth; countless kneelings and countless excitements filled the world.

Looking at all this, Jiuli's heart had ripples; the five thousand years of exhaustion also found warmth, and his figure landed on the earth.

Only, he never imagined that this time, the clan he trusted most, the clansmen he had protected for five thousand years, and the successor he valued highly, had prepared a bloody ending for him.

He never came out of this Administrator's land again...

Because that was a trap specifically prepared for him and the Great Shamans under his command, a conspiracy plotted for thousands of years.

The Administrator's land that welcomed him and his subordinates became a burial ground.

The person he trusted most chose to cooperate with the gods, and over the course of thousands of years, silently and secretly laid out a god-array.

This was a sure-kill array, a sealing array, and even more so, a god-descending array.

When Jiuli and his subordinates arrived, the array was activated.

That day, the entire Administrator's land was blood-colored.

That day, the God-Extinguishing Array that protected the Xuantian Great Shaman Clan collapsed.

That day, the spider god, having recovered some of its injuries, returned, and along with it came its affiliated gods.

That day, the wails and frantic roars from the Administrator's land spread in all directions.

Death became the main theme in this Administrator's land.

Jiuli's heart was filled with grief, indignation, and madness; the feeling of being backstabbed by those he protected made him bitter, bewildered, and angry.

But the ending was already destined!

Without the God-Extinguishing Array, coupled with internal and external collusion and the cold-blooded assistance of those clansmen,

all the Great Shamans under his command died miserably one by one; even though he unleashed everything he had, it only caused the spider-shaped god to be severely wounded once again.

And he himself ultimately died in battle amidst this bloody backstabbing.

His remains were sealed deep within the earth, personally suppressed by the spider-shaped god, which absorbed his flesh and blood to recover itself.

The blood, flesh, and shattered souls of his fallen subordinates filled the surroundings, merging into this piece of Administrator's land.

And the array here never dissipated, becoming eternal...

The ancient wind gradually drifted away, and along with the funeral music of the xun, it also dissipated.

Xu Qing opened his eyes.

Within his heart surged the resentment from the memory fragments and the pain of being betrayed by the clan he trusted.

These were not his emotions, but they were extremely intense.

He knew these emotions came from Jiuli.

Xu Qing was silent, slowly calming his mind until, after a long time, he suppressed these emotions from Jiuli, his expression somewhat complex.

Although he had guessed it before, now that he truly perceived the history of the memory fragments, he had deeper reflections regarding Jiuli and this land.

Although Jiuli's memory ended at the moment of his death, Xu Qing could imagine what happened afterward.

Many years after Jiuli's death, in the place where he died, nourished by the flesh, blood, and shattered souls of those Great Shamans, fierce beasts appeared.

They had various forms, but all were filled with malevolence, ferocity, and were extremely savage.

Because resentment was their core.

And no matter what form they took, in truth... one could find a similar source in the Great Shamans who protected the clan back then.

The Shaman form was originally the appearance of a fierce beast.

Thus, this former Administrator's land also had another name.

Mountain-Sea Great Domain.

Xu Qing finally understood the origin of the fierce beasts in the Mountain-Sea Great Domain.

At this moment, he looked around, gazing at the former Administrator's land of this clan.

After a long while, Xu Qing took a deep breath, wiping away the last trace of emotion from Jiuli in his heart.

He was Xu Qing, not Jiuli.

The moment he wiped it away, Xu Qing's expression returned to calm, but he still had one question.

According to the history of the memory fragments, the spider god ultimately chose to seal Jiuli's remains and absorb the power of his flesh and blood to recover itself.

But what Xu Qing saw was that spider god being sealed by the Sun, Moon, and Star gods.

"Afterward, there is other history... when did the three gods arrive?"

Xu Qing pondered. After a long while, he stopped thinking about this matter, because what was more important now was to retrieve the last skull.

Although the eight skulls had already given him the qualifications to leave and store the gray mist, since he had already retrieved eight, then the ninth... Xu Qing did not want to give up either.

If one is going to do something, do it to the extreme.

A dark glint flashed in Xu Qing's eyes; he formed seals with both hands, and immediately the purple crystal trembled, light shooting out. The eight skulls flew within, arranging themselves to form Chen Erniu's array.

Only this time, it was not using five to fish, but using eight skulls to draw out that final one!

Very quickly, the eight skulls emitted ripples, colliding with each other to form a black hole, reflecting the ninth skull.

Xu Qing immediately formed a seal; the "Fishing the Moon from the Well" divine ability spread out, and the moment it turned into a water surface, he raised his hand and fished fiercely.

But the moment he touched the ninth skull, an astonishing fluctuation suddenly erupted from a thousand zhang beneath the silt.

The shrine a thousand zhang below trembled violently, and a terrifying aura surged upward.

This aura was heaven-shaking and earth-shattering; the moment it appeared, the entire Jiuli Forbidden Zone began to shake, even affecting the outside and spreading across the entire Mountain-Sea Great Domain.

In an instant, the Mountain-Sea Great Domain roared, the heaven and earth changed color, alien substances surged, and blurriness and distortion occupied everything.

It was as if the Remnant Face had opened its eyes!

Countless fierce beasts within this Great Domain all trembled, their eyes blood-red, emitting wails and roars filled with resentment.

Hundreds of thousands of Yanyue cultivators hunting here, regardless of their cultivation base, felt unprecedented fear in their hearts in this instant; their expressions changed drastically, not knowing what had happened.

Ji Dongzi was also among them; at this moment, he was flying through the sky. Under this sudden upheaval, his figure stopped abruptly, his breathing rapid, his expression changing instantly. After sensing it, he looked fiercely toward the Jiuli Forbidden Zone.

He could feel that the source of this fluctuation was within Jiuli!

If it were any other time, he would not have thought much of it, but now, what appeared in his mind was the image of Xu Qing stepping into Jiuli.

An inexplicable sense of unease arose.