darknovel Chapter 92 One Head? A Fierce Man Who Dares to Venture into the Celestial Realm!
Chapter 92 One Head? A Fierce Man Who Dares to Venture into the Celestial Realm!
All that could be seen was a hazy, yellowish expanse in the center of the sky.
A colossal head, as large as a mountain, was bound by countless thick chains and hovered in mid-air.
Golden runes were inscribed on the chains, flashing incessantly.
Besides, the head's face was extremely rugged, with its eyes wide open in anger. Even without a body, it still exuded overwhelming fighting spirit and suffocating pressure!
"What a huge head!"
"How did we end up being imprisoned here?"
Chen Changsheng stared intently, his expression one of surprise.
At the same time, Hou Xin stared blankly at the head, his face filled with disbelief.
"What... what is this?"
When she first saw the head bound by chains, she was simply shocked.
I never imagined that a head would be suppressed in the forbidden area of the Heavenly Court.
But then, he sensed a familiar aura emanating from that head.
That aura was unique to the Wu tribe.
Moreover, it was much purer than her human-witch aura.
Such an aura could only be emitted by a high-ranking shaman of the shamanic clan.
"senior!"
"This is the head of my clan's great shaman!"
Startled, she gasped and quickly looked at Chen Changsheng beside her.
She could clearly feel the oppressive aura emanating from that head.
"The Great Shaman of the Witch Clan?"
Chen Changsheng was secretly startled after hearing what Hou Xin said.
Before he could even think of anything, he saw the person beside him kneel down before the head in the void:
"The hearts of the descendants of the Witch Clan!"
"Greetings, Great Shaman!"
Just as he knelt down in worship with his back to the head, Chen Changsheng's thoughts raced.
"A head?"
"Suppressed in the forbidden area of Heaven?"
"Could it be... that the head suppressed here belongs to... that powerful figure?"
Suddenly, a name came to Chen Changsheng's mind.
The War God of the Witch Clan, the Great Witch Xingtian!
Legend has it that Xing Tian, in order to restore the glory of the Wu tribe, single-handedly stormed into the Heavenly Court and fought against the Heavenly Emperor.
Unfortunately, he was ultimately no match for them and had his head cut off.
But his body did not fall down; he used his nipples as eyes and his navel as a mouth, and continued to wield his shield and axe to fight!
Finally, his head and body were suppressed in the primordial world.
Of course, there are also rumors that Xing Tian died at the hands of the Yellow Emperor.
"This place is a forbidden area of the Heavenly Court."
"From this perspective, it must be the Heavenly Realm that suppresses the Great Witch Xingtian!"
Chen Changsheng said quietly.
Just as he was lost in thought, a loud laugh suddenly echoed from the void:
"Hahaha!"
The laughter carried an endless desolation, causing the entire world to tremble violently.
"Um?"
Upon hearing this, both Chen Changsheng and Hou Xin were taken aback.
What shocked the two of them was...
The laughter alone made them somewhat uneasy.
Before Chen Changsheng and Hou Xin could react...
The next moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of them.
The figure appeared somewhat blurry, formed from pure fighting spirit and remaining magical power.
Even so, the aura of towering stature and indomitable spirit emanating from him was unmistakably clear.
Chen Changsheng stared intently at the figure.
The more I looked at him, the more imposing he seemed.
In particular, the fighting spirit emanating from him inspires awe.
"It must be Xing Tian, right?"
Chen Changsheng muttered to himself.
He became increasingly certain that the illusory figure before him was the embodiment of Xing Tian's battle intent.
At this moment, Hou Xin also stared at the figure in front of him.
With just a slight glance, the blood and qi in her body began to churn uncontrollably.
In addition, one can also feel the bloodline suppression emanating from that phantom!
"It is...it is indeed the Great Shaman of my Witch Clan!"
A whisper escaped my lips.
Just then, the illusory figure spoke:
"Unexpectedly, after tens of thousands of years, a descendant of the Wu tribe has finally found this place!"
As he spoke, his gaze fell directly on the back of his body.
Before he could even think of a reply, Chen Changsheng composed himself, suddenly stepped forward, bowed deeply to the figure, and asked directly:
"Junior Chen Changsheng greets Senior!"
"May I ask if you are the Great Witch Xingtian of the Witch Clan?"
Upon hearing what Chen Changsheng said, the figure was slightly surprised and turned his gaze to Chen Changsheng.
"Oh?"
"I never thought anyone would still remember my name."
"That's right, I am Xing Tian, the Great Shaman of the Witch Clan!"
Upon hearing these words, Chen Changsheng's heart trembled, and he sighed inwardly:
"Wow, this guy is really something else!"
Just now I saw the head floating in the void, and I also felt the aura of a great witch on the back of the head.
Chen Changsheng then had a guess in his mind.
Could that head be that of the God of War, Xing Tian?
Surprisingly, he actually guessed right.
At the same time, I was also deeply shocked.
As a member of the witch clan, she naturally knew Xing Tian all too well.
That was a great shaman who was on par with their ancestor Hou Yi.
Shocked, Hou Xin immediately kowtowed to Xing Tian again:
"Houxin, a descendant of the Wu tribe, pays homage to the Great Wu Master Xingtian!"
Upon hearing what Hou Xin said, the figure turned its gaze to Hou Xin and said calmly:
"Get up and speak!"
"Yes, Great Shaman!"
Hou Xin stood up, staring intently at Xing Tian.
"The lineage of human shamans?"
"Are you... from the Houyi tribe?"
Xing Tian's phantom looked at Hou Xin, and after a brief examination, it discovered that Hou Xin possessed the bloodline of a human-shaman.
Upon hearing the phantom of Xing Tian's question, Hou Xin quickly bowed and replied:
"Exactly."
Upon hearing this, the illusory figure of Xing Tian nodded slightly and couldn't help but sigh:
"That was a very, very long time ago!"
As he spoke, Xing Tian's phantom slowly raised his eyes and looked towards the endless void.
His gaze seemed to pierce through time and space at that moment, returning to the past.
At that time, the human race and the witch race merged to give birth to the human-witch tribe.
Ultimately, the Human Witch Tribe was assigned to the Houtu Tribe and placed under the unified management of the Houtu Ancestral Witch.
Hou Yi, the Great Witch, was a capable general under the command of Houtu, the Ancestral Witch.
He was the one who handled most of the matters related to shamans and sorcerers.
In addition, Hou Yi eventually married a human woman named Chang'e!
The more he thought about it, the more emotional and sentimental Xing Tian's phantom became.
After a long silence, Chen Changsheng suddenly asked:
"Senior Xingtian!"
"How did you end up dying here?"
"And your body is gone too."
Chen Changsheng was aware of the rumors surrounding Xing Tian.
But rumors are just rumors, and we don't know if they're true or false.
Now that he has encountered Xing Tian, Chen Changsheng naturally wants to get to the bottom of things.
How exactly did Xing Tian fall from grace?
As Chen Changsheng asked this question, Hou Xin looked at the illusory figure of Xing Tian with a face full of curiosity.
His expression clearly showed that he also wanted to know the answer.
Upon hearing this, Xing Tian's illusory figure rippled slightly.
He didn't rush to answer Chen Changsheng, but instead fell into deep reminiscence.