Chapter 1288: Dog Brother, I Have Sinned
The Zha Tian Bang branch in the Southern Continent was established very casually, and Xu Que managed it very casually.
After this branch was established, Xu Que went straight to the Buried Immortal Valley. Later, he was accidentally imprisoned by Xuan Yuan Wanrong. After finally escaping, he ascended directly, so all in all, Xu Que was a very incompetent Gang Leader.
But despite this, his appearance still excited many members of the Zha Tian Bang.
As the saying goes, a person's name is like a tree's shadow; the two words "Xu Que" were a very heavy existence for the Four Great Continents.
He had already become the backbone of the Zha Tian Bang. Whether he was there or not, the Zha Tian Bang existed because of him and was strong because of him. All members took him as a model and admired his style and spirit.
Now that he appeared here, many members of the Zha Tian Bang felt excited, like the surprise and excitement when an idol they had admired for many years suddenly appeared in front of them.
Xu Que wasn't surprised by this; he was already used to it!
As for the eight-headed snake's slip of the tongue and disrespect, Xu Que didn't care much.
Those who achieve great things must not be constrained by trifles; one shouldn't be too petty.
Therefore, Xu Que beat the eight-headed snake up in public, alive, tying its eight snake heads into a dead knot, kneading it into a ball, and kicking it into the high sky!
Those who achieve great things are not constrained by trifles?
Sorry, this King of Acting Cool never thought about doing great things!
"Bang!"
When the eight-headed snake fell from the sky, the ground shook!
Everyone held their breath and stared, but they didn't feel sorry for the eight-headed snake at all. Who told it to have a cheap mouth?
Looking at the entire Four Great Continents, who didn't know Xu Que's reputation? Who dared to say a bad word about him? Unless they were tired of living!
"Tsk tsk tsk, this idiot caused trouble as soon as we met; it's truly too naive!" Er Gouzi sneered, mocking the eight-headed snake for being too young and ignorant. Thinking back to the past, it had also been taught a lesson by Xu Que like this, and now it felt it had already become clever!
"This old man thinks it's still quite lucky; at least it just got a beating and wasn't killed!" Duan Jiude gloated.
Mo Junchen was quite calm and not interested in such trivial matters. His gaze was always fixed on the entrance of the Buried Immortal Valley, his intuition telling him that this place was not simple.
"Gang Leader Xu, I have a question. I don't know the origin of this place?" He pointed to the Buried Immortal Valley and asked Xu Que.
Xu Que had just finished dealing with the eight-headed snake and was feeling satisfied and in a good mood. Hearing Mo Junchen's question, he smiled indifferently: "Protector Mo, this place is called the Buried Immortal Valley. Its origin is nothing more than a rumor from ancient times: a god was buried here. But that god is eighty percent likely to be Xuan Yuan Wanrong!"
"Xuan Yuan Wanrong, the tomb of an Immortal Venerable powerhouse?" Mo Junchen was startled, then nodded. If an Immortal Venerable level being fell in this place, then having such terrain was normal.
The earth can nurture heroes, but by the time one reached Xuan Yuan Wanrong's level, one was already a great ability capable of changing heaven and earth.
"What Xuan Yuan Wanrong? You ignorant humans, the reason this place is called the Buried Immortal Valley is because an ancestor of my race is sleeping here. The name Buried Immortal Valley was coined by my Sea Race!" Suddenly, the small yellow eel in Er Gouzi's hand screamed, full of anger, believing that Xu Que and Mo Junchen's words insulted their Sea Race.
Xu Que and the others' expressions froze instantly.
The name Buried Immortal Valley originated from the Sea Race? And there was an ancestor powerhouse of the Sea Race buried inside?
Swish!
In an instant, a flash of inspiration crossed Xu Que's mind, as if everything had been straightened out.
Xuan Yuan Wanrong's crisis did not come from the Sea Race Lord in the small yellow eel's mouth, but from the Sea Race ancestor in this Buried Immortal Valley!
From the very beginning, this Buried Immortal Valley itself was a danger!
"Er Gouzi, get to work!" Xu Que looked at Er Gouzi and shouted.
"Understood!" Er Gouzi understood, and without Xu Que's instruction, it took out a pair of scissors, clamped them onto the small yellow eel, and shouted with wide eyes: "Damn it! This spy really knows everything. Quickly explain the specific origin of this Buried Immortal Valley, otherwise this God Venerable will cut you!"
"The origin of the Buried Immortal Valley isn't any secret. I'll tell you, is it necessary to cut me? Are you sick in the head?" The small yellow eel was also a hot-tempered one, very angry at Er Gouzi's actions, and opened its mouth to curse.
"Holy crap!" Er Gouzi was instantly annoyed, picked up the scissors, and snipped at the small yellow eel's tail.
Snap!
"Ah..."
Accompanied by a heart-wrenching scream from the small yellow eel, its tail fell off from the scissors.
"Little seafood, you talk too much, and you still dare to insult this God Venerable. Are you afraid you haven't died before?" Er Gouzi scolded with wide eyes, the scissors already moved to the small yellow eel's head.
The small yellow eel was instantly panicked and terrified, hurriedly begging for mercy: "No, no, no, Dog Brother, I was wrong, I was really wrong. I'm not human, I have sinned!"
"Dog your mother, this God Venerable is a wolf!"
"Wolf Brother!" The small yellow eel was now completely obedient and submissive.
Its cultivation realm had reached the Void Refining Stage. Having a part of its main body cut off wasn't a big deal, but the pain was unavoidable. Just based on the part that had been cut off, it would take at least several dozen days to recover, and it would need spiritual medicine to assist. If its head were cut off again, it would really have to hand over its life here!
Afterward, under the small yellow eel's confession, everyone understood the origin of the Buried Immortal Valley.
From the beginning, the Buried Immortal Valley belonged to a part of the seabed. An ancestor powerhouse of the Sea Race was buried within it. Later, the land changed, and this region that should have belonged to the seabed was squeezed up, becoming a mountain valley on land, so it was called the Buried Immortal Valley by the Sea Race and passed on to the humans.
In other words, the fame of the Buried Immortal Valley wasn't because of Xuan Yuan Wanrong, but because of an ancestor powerhouse of the Sea Race, whose history was even longer and more ancient than Xuan Yuan Wanrong's.
So if that Sea Race ancestor hadn't died yet, then the day it awakened would be when Xuan Yuan Wanrong faced danger!
"What breed is that Sea Race ancestor you mentioned? A shark? Or a geoduck?" Xu Que looked at the small yellow eel and asked.
The small yellow eel said with a mournful face: "I really don't know this! That ancestor has a very high status in my race. Although there are no statues of it, we all treat it as the guardian god of my race!"
"God?" Xu Que frowned tightly. This result was somewhat beyond expectations!
If the other party was an Immortal King, he could be unafraid, after all, he had two Immortal Venerable level souls as trump cards!
If the other party was an Immortal Venerable, it might be a bit troublesome. If it was an Immortal Emperor, then it would basically be especially troublesome!
But now it seemed that the other party might be a god, so this matter might not just be troublesome, but a huge disaster and crisis!
A god who hadn't died yet—if it awakened in this era, who in the world could suppress it?
【The third update is here! Good night, everyone!】
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