Reborn 80,000 Years Chapter 1962: What the Proverbs Say

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After clearing up the remaining traces in the cave, Yang Chen finally got up.

"Next, where shall we go?"

Ling Yuyao sighed, rubbed her somewhat stiff neck, and looked at Yang Chen, who seemed to be worried.

After a long time, Yang Chen turned his head. He was standing at the entrance of the cave. The light outside the cave was slightly brighter, and his slightly thin figure was clearly outlined.

"These giants seem to know something...especially the priestess."

The priestess Jia Luo only thought that her eyes had been concealed extremely hidden, but she did not expect that the throbbing in her heart could not escape Yang Chen, the person who mastered the law of time.

There was a little bit of void between her fingers in front of her. When Ling Yuyao was still wondering, she saw a cloud of light mist appearing in the open space between her and Yang Chen.

And very quickly, these clusters of haze quickly differentiated.

An indescribable sense of separation appeared in this space, and under Ling Yuyao's gaze, a strange scene appeared.

"Is this yesterday's matter?"

She murmured, her brows only frowned.

Yang Chen said nothing, quietly watching the calculation of the haze in front of him.

Different from the divination ability of Fu Kong Daochang, Yang Chen's technique derived from the laws of time and space in the long river of time is called re-enactment of real past events.

Yesterday in front of the cave mansion, the giants danced with their hands and bowed their heads to Yang Chen, which was completely revealed under the evolution of these scattered light fogs.

Because the two of them have extremely keen perceptions, even the expressions of the giant at a certain moment cannot escape their eyes in the picture calculated by the haze.

Of course, when the priestess Galo was hidden in the corner, the look of panic was all in the eyes of the two.

"When she saw you from the beginning, something was wrong."

Ling Yuyao looked at Yang Chen's direction worriedly, and whispered to him.

"Well... It seems that she did hide something from us, otherwise, I thought they didn't need to come to us too much contact."

Yang Chen's words are based on his observations.

"Why is this? I think they are huge in size, but they are not so powerful in terms of strength. If you surrender to you, there should be nothing strange?"

Ling Yuyao is telling the truth. These giants appearing on the Asura Path look terrifying, but in terms of strength, they are not half of the six gods.

Among the people who came here before and met with Yang Chen and the others, only the priestess touched the threshold of Da Luo Jinxian a little bit, but Yang Chen and Ling Yuyao, where is the fighting power that can be measured only by realm?

"Yao'er, Shura Dao is not in this world. Common sense cannot be used as a criterion for judgment here."

Yang Chen looked at Ling Yuyao with gentle eyes, and said with a soft smile.

"All the creatures here are militants. The priestess said that she was here to investigate our situation. Actually, look at the manpower she brought, I’m afraid this is just the group of giants who are quite small. Part of the tribe."

"If they really want to come to seek revenge, they can defeat us by the tactics of the sea of ​​people. In the current situation, she clearly knew that we existed for a long time and had no intention of fighting us at all."

Yang Chen paused, the haze in front of him was still calculating, until the last scene appeared, when the priestess's meaningful glance before leaving was clearly captured by the two, Yang Chen also squinted his eyes. :

"This priestess must know something to stop Shura from killing evil."

……

"High priest, you are back..."

As many giant birds landed and raised high dust on the ground, after Jia Luo jumped off the bird's back lightly, several giants were crawling on the ground, seemingly waiting here long ago.

Just the huge giant who opened his mouth to greet him. No one saw the stiff jitter on his face when he lowered his head.

"Shaoli, it seems that you are right. It is indeed the two gods who killed the patriarch, and this trip is not in vain. The two gods have promised to protect us, the patriarch It’s up to you to sit down for the time being."

The priestess said faintly, the majesty in the conversation appeared every moment, making people feel that she was the patriarch, and the giant named Shaoli who was kneeling on the ground was a servant.

However, when the priestess finished speaking, Shaoli did not get up for a long time, and Jia Luo, who was puzzled in his heart, asked again:

"Shaoli, do you have any questions?"

"By the way, the sacred beast has been killed by the two upper gods, and there is no need for the clan to think about offering sacrifices anymore."

Speaking of this, Galo suddenly remembered something, and finally turned and left.

Only Shaoli, who is now the patriarch, stays in place, seemingly unable to calm his mood for a long time.

This is natural.

After all, Shao Li didn't think that the high priest could come back intact, let alone the lie he had pulled out before, that it turned out to be true at this moment.

He took advantage of the power of his minions to ascend the position of patriarch, thinking that after removing the high priest from the clan, he would raise a puppet, and then the entire clan would be his paradise. .

For an ambitious person like him, the high priest is an eye-catcher, as well.

But now?

"Patriarch?"

"Patriarch? Are you okay?"

"The big competition in the family, don't we need to continue?"

The two giants behind them looked a little worried at the extremely weak expressions at this moment, and they didn't seem to understand why their patriarch would now show such an expression.

"No more!"

Who knows that Shaoli turned around and yelled at them, yelling at two people who were just kind.

As if to breathe, Shaoli's chest fell together, and then he walked quickly away from the entrance of the clan land.

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On the other side, the priestess Jia Luo, who had just bid farewell to Yang Chen and the others, had already placed herself in the hall of the clan at this moment.

"The power of time..."

"And those little stars and fairy bodies, is it really the person in the prophecy?"

She knelt dullly in front of the ancestral stele. The ancestral stele, dozens of feet high, was made of indigo-colored stubborn stone. In this claustrophobic hall, it exudes a cold breath all the time.

This is the most important piece of treasure in their clan.

Yes, unlike other Asura Dao groups, their town clan’s treasure has no combat effectiveness, just a stone monument.

In the giant clan, the ancestral training passed down for thousands of generations is engraved on this stone tablet, which is mastered by the high priest of the clan and inherited the mission of passing on to the next generation.

Kara is very confused.

Because their ethnic group has gone through all the previous things, how can anyone credulously believe in this so-called ten thousand year maxim?