Chapter 1358: Chapter 134: The Prophet Shall Perish
While walking, Ah Dai looked at the light golden battle aura emanating from Yan Li and asked, "Brother Yan Li, are you using the Divine Battle Aura from the Judgment Chief? Over the past year, your mastery seems to have improved a lot!"
Yan Li said, "Yes! My big brother and I have never had a particularly suitable method for cultivating battle aura before. Although Xuan Yuan can be quite quirky, his Divine Battle Aura is indeed miraculous. After just one year of cultivation, all those disjointed battle auras we practiced before have coalesced back to the origin, and our powers have become much more refined than before. Moreover, the Divine Battle Aura also carries a sacred aura. When used, it not only looks splendid but also instills a feeling of awe in the depths of people’s hearts. When we have the chance, brother, let’s spar and see how far you are behind us. With this formal cultivation method, our powers will certainly improve steadily. As long as we practice diligently, one day we might reach the strength of a Sword Saint." As he spoke about his own cultivation of the Divine Battle Aura, Yan Li couldn’t help feeling proud. A year had passed, and even he could clearly feel the substantial improvement in his strength. Even Pu Yan Clan Leader Yan Fei could only manage a draw with him now.
Xuan Yue heard Yan Li call Xuan Yuan an old man and was somewhat displeased, "Brother Yan Li, the Judgment Chief Xuan Yuan is my great uncle. Be more polite when you speak, or else I’ll get angry."
Yan Li laughed heartily and replied, "Alright, I’ll say no more. After all, Judgment Chief Xuan Yuan is also my and Yan Shi’s mentor. Yue Yue, according to seniority, you are a generation younger than us!"
Xuan Yue said dissatisfiedly, "Who’s a generation younger than you? You’re not taller than me. We’ll have a contest to see, whether your Divine Battle Aura is more powerful, or my Sacred Light Magic."
Yan Li chuckled and said, "Good! We haven’t seen each other for years, and I want to see how much progress you, girl, have made. It seems that you have been practicing diligently, even speaking more assertively."
Xuan Yue responded, "Of course. But you’ll have to work harder, as with your current state, you’re probably not my match, hehe."
Yan Li, being competitive, couldn’t bring it up at this moment since going back to see the Prophet Pu Lin was more important. He said helplessly, "As long as you cure the great Prophet’s illness, I’ll admit defeat."
Xuan Yue’s brows slightly furrowed as she sighed lightly, "I have no confidence at all in curing the Prophet. The Prophet’s own life energy has been greatly depleted due to divination at the cost of his life energy. Light Magic may heal injuries, but it can’t do anything about natural death. I’m just worried now that the Prophet’s life has come to an end. Ah, if that’s really the case, then perhaps..." As she spoke, the mood of the three of them inevitably grew heavy; no one wanting to talk further, they hastened their pace, moving forward towards the territory of the Pu Yan tribe.
By evening, the three of them, after traversing mountains and ridges, finally arrived at the largest tribe of the Pu Yan people. The tribe was the same as before, without much change, and the Tilu Temple was just as conspicuous. As soon as they entered the peripheral area of the tribe’s territory, they encountered patrolling Tilu fighters, who naturally recognized Yan Li. After exchanging greetings, they let them pass.
Yan Li led them straight to the Tilu Temple. As they walked, knowing they would soon see Prophet Pu Lin, Ah Dai and Xuan Yue couldn’t help feeling nervous. At the entrance of the Tilu Temple, four Tilu fighters wielding battle axes stood proudly. Yan Li stopped and said, "Ah Dai, you go in first. I’ll go find big brother Yan Shi. He will be very happy to know you’ve come. The Prophet is resting in the temple. He said that only within the divine power nurtured by the Temple can he hold on a little longer."
Ah Dai nodded and said, "Brother Yan Li, you go ahead then, we’ll just go in directly."
Yan Li sighed and said, "Do your best to save the great Prophet. The Prophet has dedicated his life to the Pu Yan clan. As long as there’s a glimmer of hope, we don’t want to give up."
Ah Dai replied with some gravity, "Rest assured, even without your plea, we will do our best. Prophet Pu Lin is one of the most respected people to us. Even if we have to give it our all, we’ll strive to save his life."
Yan Li looked at Ah Dai and Xuan Yue with gratitude, then leaped up, heading into the tribe. Ah Dai took a deep breath, glanced at Xuan Yue, and although Tilu fighters were guarding the entrance to the Tilu Temple, Prophet Pu Lin had already told them the spells to enter the Temple and control the fighters, which is why Yan Li was assured enough to let them go in by themselves.
Xuan Yue slightly nodded at Ah Dai, saying, "Let me do it." With that, she approached the four Tilu fighters. Though the Tilu fighters lacked souls, they intuitively raised their long-handled battle axes, and a vast pressure suddenly emerged. A pale grey mist encircled their bodies, prepared to strike as soon as Xuan Yue entered their range of attack.
Remembering the teachings of Prophet Pu Lin, Xuan Yue began to chant softly, "Oh souls drifting through the earth! I pray for your eternal life. Please allow me to commune with your noble spirits, follow my command, open your hearts to me, a friend, and enter the realm of the Witch God." This witchcraft spell was different from magic spells; it was driven by special pitch fluctuations. Xuan Yue’s voice, like the sound of silver bells, rose and fell melodically in front of the Temple doors. The red glow in the eyes of the four Tilu fighters gradually faded, and they withdrew their long-handled battle axes, stepping aside. The doors of the Tilu Temple opened as well.
