Chapter 1179 New King

"You also enter the palace."

When Han Li heard Bai Ze's words, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

The wild people couldn't believe their ears, and they were all shocked.

For them, this wild temple is a more sacred existence than the holy mountain, and it is the belief of their wild people. If it is a violation of faith for a human race like Han Li to climb the mountain, then letting him enter the temple is a tarnished the faith.

This is absolutely unacceptable to them.

Even Likima's complexion changed slightly, and a hint of puzzlement flashed in his eyes.

"Your Majesty, you must not do this..." At this moment, the Hunbi patriarch changed his expression and shouted loudly.

"The wild temple, don't let the clan step in..." The other clan chiefs also shouted again and again.

"When a human race steps into the temple, it's tainting the blood of their ancestors. It's absolutely impossible..."

"Think twice!"

The expressions of the young master of the Zouwu clan and Qingli also changed, and their eyes became extremely complicated. They really didn't expect that the True Spirit King valued Han Li so much, and they couldn't help but hesitate in their hearts. Should they take revenge on him in the future?

Hearing the fierce opposition, Han Li's expression changed again and again, and he hesitated.

"This wild temple was built by me and the other seven true spirit kings back then. I have the final say on who can enter and who cannot." Bai Ze just glanced at them with a frown and said lightly.

"Your Majesty..." The shouts of the crowd continued, but Bai Ze had already turned around and left.

Li Qima and the others followed immediately, but Han Li followed after hesitating for a while.

When they had entered the stone hall, the noise behind them still continued.

However, after the heavy door of the stone hall was closed, all sounds were shut out.

The light in the main hall was dim, only a brazier was propped up in the center, and the flames inside flickered, illuminating the surroundings indistinctly.

Han Li looked around, and saw tall stone statues standing around him. Counting from his hand, there were eight statues in total. Moyan Pixiu.

In front of each statue, there is still a stone chair, but it is empty, and it has been vacant for an extremely long time.

Liu Le'er looked at the statue of the nine-tailed fairy fox in front of her, at the nine tails of the fox behind her, felt the faint connection between her and herself, and a hint of confusion flashed in her eyes .

Xiaobai, on the other hand, stared straight at the statue of the black-eyed Pixiu, looking at its similar shape to his own, but he couldn't feel close to him at all. No matter how he looked at it, he felt so far away and so strange.

The rest of the people also turned their gazes to their bloodline ancestors, among them were curiosity, awe, excitement, and prayer.

"The statues you see now are the eight true spirit kings of our wilderness since ancient times. Some of them are my close friends, and some of them were my sworn enemies. We only built this statue together for the peace of the wilderness. This barbaric temple is used as a restriction to block Shura's blood gate. Now to gather you here again, we need to use the blood of the True Spirit King contained in your body as the key to unlock the restriction." Bai Ze glanced from these statues. Sweeping it away, he opened his mouth and said.

"I would like to listen to the order of the king." Everyone shouted in unison.

"Among the eight true spirit kings, except for Luo Hu and You Tian Kunpeng, who left Bahuang Mountain and Aoyou Void not long after the establishment of the temple, most of the rest suffered accidents, and their fate changes are unknown. It is unknown. So after the official opening of the temple, we will know how many of them are still alive." Bai Ze did not shy away from Han Li at all, and told the many secrets of these wild spirits.

For everyone present, the ancestors who gave them their bloodlines are no different from myths and legends, but let them really accept the fact that these ancestors who brought them supreme glory no longer exist in the world , is still very difficult.

So after listening to it, almost everyone's face became a little dignified.

"But you don't have to get lost. We are born of heaven and earth, and we are born with all kinds of natal supernatural powers and the laws of heaven and earth. Even if we perish in the world, all the power of blood will be fused with the law of time, and will only be destroyed by heaven and earth. Gradually erode, but will not completely disappear. So once Shura's blood gate is opened, these powers hidden in the avenue of heaven and earth will return to the temple. As their bloodline successors, you may inherit their power and become The new True Spirit King!" Bai Ze continued.

As soon as these words came out, there was a thunderous explosion in the hearts of everyone, and their hearts were agitated.

Become the new true spirit king?

For all the barbarians, this is probably the ultimate temptation in the world, right?

They are in a state of confusion at the moment, and they don't even know whether to look forward to the return of the ancestors of the true spirit, or to hope that they will perish.

Bai Ze's eyes were indifferent, and he had a panoramic view of the changes in the expressions on everyone's faces, and there was no change on their faces.

In fact, he is very clear about all the changes in these people's minds, but he will not cause any fluctuations.

Because these are not important to him.

"The flame in the brazier in front of you is the fire of essence lit by the eight of us. It has weakened a lot now, indicating that some people have really perished in the world. All descendants of the wild, come forward and obey the order." Bai Ze ordered Down.

When everyone heard the sound, they stepped forward one after another and surrounded the brazier in the center.

Only Han Li kept a little distance from them, standing not far behind Xiao Bai, silently observing everything.

Seeing that Han Li was so knowledgeable, the people present felt less hostile toward him, but in their view, the presence of a human race like Han Li was still superfluous and degrading to the temple.

It's just that with the True Spirit King in front, none of them dared to show it clearly.

Bai Ze's gaze swept over the crowd, his eyes suddenly focused, his hands folded in front of him, and golden ripples suddenly appeared in his palms, expanding layer by layer like a stone thrown from a lake.

The golden light started from the bottom of the brazier, spreading over the ground like lotuses, blooming golden flowers one after another.

Seeing this, everyone subconsciously dodged backwards.

Han Li's eyes were fixed, and he looked towards the ground, and saw that the golden flowers were actually formed by dense runes.

The aura emanating from the runes is so peculiar that the moment everyone notices it, they feel as if their own blood is connected to it, and then their feet seem to take root, and they are closely integrated with the earth.

Han Li's legs froze, and then he realized that his legs were connected to the ground just like them.

After being startled at first, Han Li soon discovered that this kind of power was not the force of confinement imposed by the outside world, but the force of attraction that pulled his own blood and connected him to the earth.

If this blood connection is forcibly severed, it is not impossible to get rid of it, but after a little hesitation, Han Li decided to maintain this connection, because he can clearly feel the true spirit blood in his body, and he is obviously quite close to this connection.

And then, the big flower of this layer of runes bloomed, and a little bit of gold powder-like fluorescence rose from the ground, and soon filled the entire hall, reflecting the surroundings hazy.

A layer of fluorescent gold powder was attached to the eight statues of the true spirit kings around them, covering the whole with a layer of light, which looked like the statues of gods standing there.

When Bai Ze saw this, a look of reminiscence flashed in his eyes, he walked to his statue and sat down slowly.

"Now, take a drop of your original blood essence and throw it into the brazier." He said.

When everyone heard the words, without the slightest hesitation, they stretched out their palms one after another and forced out a drop of original blood essence.

"click", "click", "click"

There was silence in the hall, and the sound of dripping blood could be clearly heard.

As drops of blood containing the blood of the eight true spirit kings fell into the dark red brazier, the burning golden flames suddenly jumped up, and illusory shadows appeared inside.

Han Li glanced over, and saw that what appeared in the flames were the real phantoms of the eight true spirit kings.

Before he was completely surprised, there was a flash of light in the brazier, and eight phantoms of flames flew out of it, and flew towards the eight surrounding statues respectively, and fell directly between his eyebrows without entering.

Immediately afterwards, the eight statues trembled violently, and all kinds of dazzling lights burst out from their surfaces, reflecting the entire stone palace in colorful colors.

At the same time, bursts of precious light soared into the sky and filled the sky on the ancient climbing trails on the entire Bahuang Mountain.

Above the night sky, in the entire void, eight huge and incomparably true spirit phantoms emerged, occupying positions in all directions, or screaming with their heads up, or galloping and barking at the sky, each of them was rebellious, magnificent.

People of all ethnic groups who stayed in the square on the top of the mountain, and monks of all ethnic groups who stopped halfway up the mountain, after seeing this scene, all knelt down and prayed.

The bell hitting the sky on the top of the peak and the Kui beast drum at the foot of the mountain were not played, but they continued to sing. The ancient and distant wild war song suddenly sounded in the whole world, and a majestic momentum surged from the top of the mountain, stretching for thousands of miles.

In the deserted city below the mountain, the lights were already lit up, and at this moment, whether in the streets or in the mansions, millions of barbarians, like the people on the mountain, knelt down and prayed.

Just when everyone was excited and their thoughts were hard to calm down, a sudden change occurred!

Floating on the top of the night sky in Bahuang Mountain, the phantom image of the mountain giant ape suddenly blurred for a while, and then dissipated directly.

Correspondingly, in the wild temple, the holy fire that flew into the eyebrows of the mountain giant ape statue dissipated directly under the trembling light.

The fluorescent gold powder gathered on his body also dispersed and completely dimmed.

Immediately afterwards, a series of chain reactions followed. The flames between the eyebrows of the rest of the statues in the hall flew back one after another, falling into the dark red brazier, and the statues dimmed one after another.

Seeing this, everyone in the square felt as if struck by lightning. They all glared at the long-browed old man of the mountain-moving ape clan.