Chapter 28

"You just went in? Why didn't the Great Dao laws block you?" Huo Sang Daoren looked at Li Xianzhi in surprise from inside the black lotus.

At this time, Li Xianzhi had become a small child in the Fire Mulberry Tribe, which was the Huo Sang Daoren of that year.

"The times have changed, and magic spells naturally need to be updated. You group of old antiques, guarding such good resources, yet you don't know how to advance. The world before us is just imprinted by me, so naturally, I can come and go as I please." Li Xianzhi teased, looking at Huo Sang Daoren.

At this time, Li Xianzhi was wearing a beast-skin skirt and had a pair of buns on his head, truly the attire of a naughty child. "Old guy, is this the predecessor of the Tianhuo Domain?"

Li Xianzhi looked at everything before him with curiosity. Unlike the Great Chu, the world before him was extremely primitive, and people were still in the tribal era.

"Exactly. Take me to see my mother!" A look of infinite longing appeared on Huo Sang Daoren's face. There was sweetness, and there was also heartache.

The Fire Mulberry Tribe was not large, with about a few thousand people, and the entire tribe was built around a huge Fire Mulberry Tree!

Huo Sang Daoren's background was not good.

His father was a slave captured from another tribe. At that time, because of the war, the Fire Mulberry Tribe's men were dwindling, so the Fire Mulberry Tribe selected some sturdy and honest slaves to accept as tribesmen.

Just like that, Huo Sang Daoren's mother and his father were forced to become a couple by the tribe, and not long after, Huo Sang Daoren was born.

But the problem arose from this.

Huo Sang Daoren's father looked honest, but was actually hiding deep intentions. Because he became a slave after being defeated in war, he harbored jealousy toward the Fire Mulberry Tribe, so he had been enduring. When Huo Sang Daoren was three years old, during a tribal night banquet, as the tribe's best cook, Huo Sang Daoren's father waited for his chance.

Huo Sang Daoren's father put poison in the tribesmen's food, but it didn't succeed in the end. So Huo Sang Daoren's father became a sinner, and consequently, Huo Sang Daoren's family was resented by the entire Fire Mulberry Tribe.

Fortunately, in this era, everything was relatively primitive. Apart from some tribesmen gossiping and occasionally making things difficult, there were no other punishments for Huo Sang Daoren and his mother.

"Mother!"

Under Huo Sang Daoren's guidance, Li Xianzhi quickly found Huo Sang Daoren's home.

Not seen for hundreds of millions of years.

In the black lotus, Huo Sang Daoren looked at the thin, weak woman before him, his eyes full of tears.

"Where did you die off to? Didn't mother tell you not to run around, not to run around, why didn't you listen?" The woman looked at the child standing at the door, tears streaming down her face. Only half a day had passed, but it had made the woman anxious to the point of madness.

Li Xianzhi was held tightly in the arms of Huo Sang Daoren's mother. The warmth of maternal love moved Li Xianzhi.

He once had a mother who loved him like this, but it had been a long time since he had seen her.

So long that Li Xianzhi had almost forgotten.

"Mother, I'm fine!"

Li Xianzhi patted the woman's back with his small hand, trying his best to pacify her emotions.

"My mother was scared!"

Huo Sang Daoren in the black lotus was full of tears. His emotions were so intense he couldn't control them.

"I once hated my mother, until she was gone, and then I knew everything she had done for me all those years."

"Do you know, those people in the tribe, every single one of them wanted to kill me and my mother. They tortured my mother, harmed my mother, and cursed my mother. I think if it weren't for me, my mother would have chosen to end her life long ago."

"I remember it was this time that my mother completely changed. She became ruthless, cold, and even embarked on the path of destroying the Fire Mulberry Tribe. For this, I hated her for a long, long time..." Huo Sang Daoren sat dejectedly in the black lotus space.

Just as Li Xianzhi was about to ask for the reason, several strong men from the tribe appeared before Li Xianzhi. Li Xianzhi clearly felt the change in the emotions of the woman holding him.

The woman's hand holding Li Xianzhi grabbed the corner of Li Xianzhi's beast-skin clothes tightly, even hurting Li Xianzhi a little.

"Huo, you go out and play first."

Huo was the name of Huo Sang Daoren before he attained the Dao, and Huo Sang Daoren's mother was named Sang. So later, Huo Sang Daoren combined the two names to take this name. Perhaps it was some kind of sustenance.

The woman pushed Li Xianzhi away, tidied her messy hair, and looked at Li Xianzhi gently, her expression full of kindness.

"Mother, then I'm going."

Li Xianzhi could not change anything in this world and could only let it run according to its original trajectory; otherwise, the entire fragment of time would immediately shatter. Unless he used great magic power to stabilize the entire fragment of time afterward, but it wasn't the time for that yet. His visit this time was mainly to experience Huo Sang Daoren's entire growth process, fulfill some of Huo Sang Daoren's wishes, and clarify some conjectures.

Several strong men looked at Li Xianzhi's small figure, their eyes full of malice.

"You can't go, don't go, please, I beg you, save my mother, save my mother." What Li Xianzhi didn't expect was that Huo Sang Daoren's emotions would be so intense.

At this moment, Huo Sang Daoren was like a fledgling bird with an injured wing, weak and helpless.

"Calm down, this is just a fragment of time; even if I changed something, what happened in the past still happened." Li Xianzhi tried his best to pacify the excited Huo Sang Daoren.

"You go to sleep first!"

Li Xianzhi had no choice but to seal Huo Sang Daoren with magic power.

"No, no, I want to kill you!"

Li Xianzhi had never seen anyone with such eyes. Huo Sang Daoren's intense murderous intent made even Li Xianzhi feel a bit startled.

What happened to make Huo Sang Daoren so restless? One must know that even if Huo Sang Daoren only had a meager soul body left, his cultivation insights were truly at the God King realm.

A God King needs to go through tempering to be achieved, which is simply not something ordinary people can imagine.

After Li Xianzhi sealed Huo Sang Daoren, he quickly found a corner to hide. He wanted to see what exactly happened to make this old guy, Huo Sang Daoren, so manic!

"Sang, what are you hiding?"

A strong man grabbed Huo Sang Daoren's mother's hair fiercely and looked down at her from above.

"Pfft! Aren't you afraid of punishment from the gods?" Huo Sang Daoren's mother, although in pain, had no fear at all.

"Gods? You are worthy of talking about gods. Even if the gods want to punish, it's to punish you, this slut. As the wife of a tribal traitor, what qualifications do you have to talk about gods?"

"The Divine Tree is right there, look and see if He will protect you? Hehe, hehe..."

"Serve us honestly, and you and your son can survive. Do you know?"

Several people looked at Huo Sang Daoren's mother with disdain, their eyes full of mockery.