Chapter 425: 425. The Nanman of Hundreds of Thousands of Years Ago

425. Chapter 425: The Nanman of Hundreds of Thousands of Years Ago

"It is precisely because of this that we Nanman live by the sea in peaceful coexistence, which allows us to prosper together. Otherwise, endless war would not only bring disaster to the people of the Sea Clan, but would also make life difficult for the Nanman people."

Su Chen appealed to their emotions and reasoned with them, speaking with a sincere expression.

Meng Huo nodded earnestly. Before this, he had also thought about peaceful coexistence with the Sea Clan, but he had never had the opportunity. Now that Su Chen could help them achieve this, he was deeply grateful.

Thinking of this, Meng Huo cupped his hands and bowed deeply to Su Chen with great sincerity.

"My Nanman have lived in the Nanman lands for hundreds of thousands of years, always trapped by the affairs of the Sea Clan. Now that our benefactor has arrived, all problems are solved. And for the supplies and cultivation techniques you have given us, my gratitude is beyond words..."

As Meng Huo said this, crystalline tears were already shimmering in his eyes. "Thank you, benefactor. If there is anything you need from our Nanman in the future, just say the word. We will go through fire and water without hesitation!"

After thinking it over, Meng Huo simply knelt on the ground and kowtowed heavily to Su Chen.

Su Chen was somewhat at a loss due to such a grand gesture and quickly stepped forward to help him up.

"What are you saying? We have also been well taken care of by the leader during our time with the Nanman."

Su Chen said softly, comforting Meng Huo.

Meng Huo nodded and did not dwell on this with Su Chen any further; the two then headed toward the Shengdi.

The Nanman Shengdi had always been strictly managed; apart from the leader and a small number of people, almost no one was qualified to enter.

Even those who were impostors would be excluded by the barrier before they could even enter.

The protective power inside was extremely strong; even someone as powerful as Youji Nuhuang had been turned away when she wanted to enter in the past.

Meng Huo stood in place, hands pressed together, looking toward the distance with a devout gaze, his mouth muttering ancient words that could not be understood.

The once barren Shengdi began to change at this moment; lush plants appeared in abundance, and great trees rose from the ground.

With Su Chen and Meng Huo at the center, the surroundings were covered by dense trees.

An oval-shaped light gate suddenly appeared before the two.

Meng Huo breathed heavily, sweat hanging on his forehead, his face looking somewhat fierce as he tried to look kindly at Su Chen: "Benefactor, this is the Shengdi of my tribe. You may enter; I will stand guard here."

As his voice fell, he knelt before the light gate with a devout expression, chattering away incessantly.

Su Chen carefully examined the scenery before him, and after confirming there were no issues, he walked inside.

Upon entering, a wave of Spiritual Power swept over Su Chen. Su Chen instinctively raised his hand to use his own Spiritual Power to resist, but the Spiritual Power seemed to have no killing intent, so he gave up.

A wave of golden light appeared, instantly surrounding Su Chen.

Su Chen looked on in confusion; the scenery inside looked no different from the outside, with an endless forest all around and only a large Altar appearing in the very center.

After the golden light wave surrounded Su Chen, it kept trying to move in one direction, but seeing that Su Chen would not move, it spun around in anxiety.

Su Chen was also a bit confused for a moment.

He tentatively asked: "Are you trying to get me to follow you?"

The golden light wave shook happily twice, as if praising Su Chen for being smart.

Su Chen smiled helplessly and followed the light wave to the Altar in the center. He placed his hand in front of the cup-shaped vessel in the middle, and suddenly, the entire space became distorted, and the world spun around.

The immense suction made it impossible for Su Chen to stand steady. He hurriedly used his Spiritual Power to resist, but the suction seemed to be immune to Spiritual Power attacks, and it forcibly pulled him into the vessel.

When Su Chen opened his eyes again, he was shocked to find that his body had turned into the form of a spiritual entity.

A group of people dressed in primitive attire suddenly rushed toward Su Chen. They were aggressive, holding long spears, and some were even riding tigers and leopards.

They were dressed primitively, not much different from the Nanman of today, their muscles taut like drawn bows, and every one of them was filled with power.

The entire ground was shaken by their footsteps as if a great army were pressing down, full of oppressive force.

Su Chen instinctively wanted to dodge, but before he could move to the side, those people passed straight through his body as if they had not noticed his presence.

Su Chen was stunned for a moment, immediately realizing that he was likely appearing in a soul state, which was why those people could not see him.

The scenery here was no different from the Nanman lands, but it was clearly not the current Nanman Shengdi; it was likely the Nanman Shengdi from a long time ago.

Su Chen instinctively clenched his fists, and after hesitating, he followed the Nanman people to the center of the Shengdi.

Compared to the present, the Shengdi here was glorious and powerful. The surrounding stone pillars were painted with different patterns using colorful craftsmanship, depicting animals and humans; when viewed together, it was the history of the Nanman's development.

Such a magnificent sight could not be associated with the declining Nanman of today.

All the Nanman people suddenly knelt on the ground in unison, burying their heads deep into the ground to show their devotion and respect.

And at the high point of the Altar, a man wrapped in robes held a staff, looking down at all the Nanman people present.

On his white robe, silver-stamped patterns were vivid and lifelike; stars and moons were printed on it, as if yin and yang were generating each other and all things were surging.

Although one could not see this person's appearance, based on his attire, the aura he emitted, and the respect the people below showed him, he was likely the High Priest of the tribe.

Everyone was prostrate on the ground, and Su Chen stood there alone, which was very obvious, but fortunately, those people could not see him.

Su Chen instinctively walked onto the high platform. A gentle breeze blew through his hair, and the High Priest, who had been standing still, suddenly narrowed his eyes and looked toward Su Chen's direction.

At the same time, a massive pressure instantly swept toward Su Chen's direction, containing the vast power of the stars, which instinctively made one's whole body stiffen.

Su Chen froze in place, thinking the High Priest had discovered him.

But the High Priest just stared straight at Su Chen, though his gaze was hollow and unfocused. After looking for a long time and confirming that there was no one in front of him, he withdrew his gaze.

The High Priest frowned; he had clearly felt the aura of a person, yet there was nothing in front of him.

He could not have imagined that the Nanman of hundreds of thousands of years ago would have someone of such strength.

This was completely different from the present.

Although he knew these people could not see him, the High Priest's reaction just now still startled Su Chen.

Su Chen did not come here to look for trouble; it would be bad if he were discovered by others. (End of chapter)