Return From The Immortal World
Chapter 986: Choice
There was also another matter that continued to plague Zuo Daquan's mind, which was something that his daughter Zuo Qing had said. He said that Tang Xiu had helped settle his feud with Huang. She had previously ignored that thought because she thought Tang Xiu had no ability. But now it seems his daughter is right. All things considered, she was the one who had looked down on Tang Xiu.
“All of you, remember this. Be sure to be polite and respectful whenever you meet Tang Xiu later! He was a very powerful person, much more terrifying than the Huang Family in Fukang province in China. He's someone we can't afford to mess with. ”
“Understanding!” Answer some middle-aged men respectfully.
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In the other direction, Singli led the 13 Shaman Guards of the Dark Shaman clan to secretly lurk on top of dozens of coconut trees. Protecting themselves amidst the leaves of the coconut tree, they calmly observed the battle scene in the distance.
Their goal came here initially to prepare for Singluen's rescue and was not involved, though if the men under Singluen were all killed. However, the current situation had completely shocked him after Singkuo and his men could not get the upper hand at all. Even more accurately, they were simply unable to defend themselves against Singluen's side.
‘What should I do now?’
The thought continued to disturb his mind, yet he was still unable to find a solution. Help Singkuo? It wasn't even an option because it wasn't an order he received from the Patriarch. He could not take any action rashly; however, could he sit idly by while watching Singkuo and his people being completely destroyed?
He fell into a dilemma for a while.
The battle scene was decorated with flashes and flashes of cold steel as it reached its maximum intensity. Tang Xiu moved as fast as lightning and killed nearly 20 people under Singkuo in just a few minutes, alone. In the same way, Tang Guang also reaped in battle, each flick of his sword harvesting the life of a warrior.
“Singkuo, my dear brother. If I were you, I would just kneel down and obediently give me your neck so I could cut off your head, ” Singlue said. The excitement made his blood boil and his body tremble. It was a sight he had dreamed of many times that finally came true.
Singkuo was currently being besieged by Singluen and the feminine woman, and the man looked hopelessly on his face. Even in his wildest dreams, he never once thought that trash who was his sister would have the same power as him. He also thought that the little whore next to him was nothing but trash. But now, she turned out to be as strong as him, even enough to force him to lower his head when the two of them joined forces to fight him.
The most important of all was that his side with forty more people was now currently being destroyed by the other party until it was almost annihilated. Only a dozen of them remained, all of them were injured, and some were even seriously injured.
He has lost!
He knew that he had fallen into a trap designed by Singluen and Tang Xiu tonight. The result was his tragic defeat and the death of his men. It was such a big mistake that it strangled him.
“SCRAM !!”
His two subordinates among the five guardian elders tried hard with bloodied bodies to fend off the group of eleven Mo Awu and Jin Shi, and could barely survive the encounter. The other two elders were now even determined to perish together as they rushed to the five guardian elders of Singluen and began to engage in battle.
“There is no way out for us.”
One of the guard elders suddenly wore a stern look. He let out a long sigh as his figure shot up into the sky and shouted, “All of you, protect Young Master and run! Remember to take revenge on me. ”
In an instant, he ran tens of meters higher. Suddenly, his body burned with black flames. Heat waves emerged from him, moving into the environment and raising the temperature by at least seven degrees Celsius. The faster he cast a spell, the more powerful the black flame became.
At this moment, whether it was Tang Xiu, Mo Awu, and the others, they all wore shocked expressions. Everyone could vaguely sense that the old man was likely throwing a forbidden art with great force.
However, Singluen and his men looked frightened and panicked. They never thought that elder guardian Singkuo would make this decision. They knew that once the Forbidden Dark Arts were cast by their clan, the result was not as simple as just dying.
Those who died still had their souls preserved. Those who cultivate in shamanism and magic also cultivate their souls, and their clans can help gather their souls once they die. After so many years, they can make their souls enter reincarnation and be resurrected. But this Forbidden Art of Darkness had only one outcome, which was to make their souls scattered into the void.
“DO NOT DO IT, FIFTH FIVE !!!”
With a painful expression on his face, Singkuo shouted and cried.
The Fifth Elder floated in the air just smiling and glancing at Singkuo before his body exploded. As his flesh and blood splashed together with the black flame, flames instantly descended from the sky. It was like a rain of fire, even though the flames were black and caused destruction.
A few kilometers from the battlefield, the sight made Zuo Daquan on top of the water tower extremely shocked. No matter how knowledgeable he was, that gruesome made-up scene was something he had never seen.
‘Are they supernatural beings?’
‘But still ... This is very strange. Some people with Tang Xiu had to be of the same origin as their enemies. Tang Xiu himself looked like an outsider, whereas both sides should also have experts with similar abilities, making them true rivals. Don't tell me there was an internal fight in that mysterious clan and one of them sought Tang Xiu's help? If so, was this the real reason why Tang Xiu brought his men to Bangkok with such secrecy? ‘
Zuo Daquan stroked his chin with a thought.
Elsewhere, the thought that Singkuo would lose never came to Singli's mind. The thought that nearly fifty people under Singkuo had almost perished was completely unbelievable, especially since Singluen's side had lost very few people. Moreover, two of the five guardian elders under Singkuo had died. One of them even died after casting the Darkness Forbidden Art.
This is tragic and sad!
Singli himself had experienced many battles, yet he had never experienced such a tragic situation. The fact that elder guardian Singkuo sacrificed himself just to give Singkuo a chance to escape was unimaginable.
‘Honey! It seems like there is no need for me to act. ‘
Singli shook his head. Elder guardian Singkuo had used the Forbidden Art of Darkness, so Singluen and the others must have escaped. Although only Singkuo and his three protective elders were left alive, it was much better than they were all annihilated.
“Basic Chinese shit. You want to get involved in the internal strife of the Dark Shaman Clan, huh? Regardless of who wins between Singluen or Singkuo, I have to report this to the Patriarch. Revenge is a must. They should know how expensive the price is to kill any clan of the Dark Shaman Clan. ‘
“How about we go back, Elder Singli?”
The leader of the 13th Shaman Guardian, a middle-aged man with a cold aura, whispered to him. He thought that the problem was gone by running away from Singkuo.
However, Singli hesitated for a moment. Then, he shook his head and said, “We will wait a little more. The battle was brutal and the outcome could change at any time. We can't stand the strange circumstances that are happening here. ”
“Understanding!”
After committing a massive killing that claimed the lives of the Dark Shaman clan, Tang Xiu looked up at the sky. His eyes gleamed with a cold expression as his figure then soared into the sky. At the same time, his hand continued to move, casting a seal art. The overlapping layers of water curtains then formed tens of meters from the ground. Although the black flame was extremely destructive, the water curtain had too many layers, and the volume of water contained within it was too much to evaporate. Most black flames were simply extinguished by water.
“Heh ... trivial skills!” ”
At this moment, Tang Xiu threw another seal. Dark clouds quickly enveloped the blue sky and quickly fell down. In just a few breaths, all of the black flames had been completely extinguished and lost in the air.
“KILL THEM ALL!”
Tang Xiu relentlessly issued another order.
In the distance, Tang Xiu's technique left Singli shocked and frightened. He never thought the Forbidden Art of Darkness from his clan would be so easily damaged by others. It must be noted that the price for throwing this forbidden art was too great to pay.
He could barely turn his head to look at the leader of the 30 Shaman Guardians next to him. He could also see the shock on the man's face and how stiff his body was.
“Act now! Protect Singkuo and leave! ”
Lips wriggled a few times, only then did Singli issue a command with a bitter expression.
13 Shaman guards moved like arrows released from their bows on a coconut tree. In just a few breaths, they arrived at Singluo with their respective scythe swords. An overlapping layer of fog instantly appeared and covered everything within it.
Singli came flying and stood several tens of meters above the ground. He looked at Singluen and said, “Let's stop here and now! The patriarch will not interfere with the power struggle between the two of you, but the two of you cannot die! ”
Just as Singluen saw Singli, a frown instantly appeared on his face and he angrily shouted, “Did father send you here to help Singkuo kill me?!”
“He did send me here, but it was to protect you, not Singkuo.” Singli shook his head and forced a smile. “Your father said that the power struggle between the two of you will prove who has the ability to become the future Patriarch of the clan. But he didn't let any of you die at all! ”
Singluen was stunned and startled, looking at Singli with an expression of disbelief. Inwardly, he also agreed with what Singli said. Perhaps in his father's heart, he was not as good as his older brother, Singkuo, and thus believed that in the end he would fail.
However, now was the perfect opportunity for him. As long as he killed Singluo, he had a chance to become the Patriarch of his clan! If he let Singkuo go because he was afraid of Singli and these 13 Shaman Guardians, it was the same as letting the tiger return to the mountain freely, he said, leaving behind endless troubles that would haunt him in the future.