Chapter 2625 - 2623: The Ancestral Witch Manifests

Chapter 2625: Chapter 2623: The Ancestral Witch Manifests

The young man called for the best fruit wine here, and it was evident that he held a high status in this place.

The attendants, upon seeing him, all performed a single-knee kneel.

He was very respectful in front of Long Fei, raising his wine cup to toast and said, "Sir just mentioned that there is a great calamity descending upon my Witch Tribe, is there a way to resolve it?"

Long Fei drank his wine calmly, "Seek the clear path and join it, there may still be a sliver of hope!"

The young nobleman said, "The clear path? Is it Buddhist or Daoist?"

Long Fei chuckled lightly, "Everything has its destiny, haven’t your clan’s people already begun trying?"

"Does sir even know about this?"

The young nobleman was slightly surprised, not expecting Long Fei to know the secrets of their Imperial Family.

For over a thousand years, their Witch Tribe’s High Priest had constantly prophesied disasters in the future, saying they must find a way to protect themselves to avoid catastrophe.

Within the Witch Tribe, divisions inevitably arose.

Some voluntarily sought the Daoist Sect, some sought the Buddhist Sect, others pledged to the Kunpeng Ancestor, and some clan members even contacted the Old Ancestor Nether River of the Netherworld.

However, these avenues were insufficient to revitalize the Witch Tribe, instead causing the tribe’s power to constantly fragment.

Currently, each faction is incompatible with the others, and many places have already seen conflicts arise.

Among the various factions, a new force has risen recently.

This force emerged mysteriously, and many people are still unclear where they came from.

They claim to be ancient people of the Witch Tribe, considering themselves the legitimate successors of the tribe.

They are vigorously rallying forces from various tribes in the Northern Jambu Continent, claiming only they can save the Witch Tribe.

The young nobleman’s tribe has already sent people to investigate.

Seeing Long Fei’s exceptional insight, he was keen to enlist him, standing up and respectfully saluting Long Fei, "Sir, I am the Third Prince, Xuanren, of the Mystic Darkness Tribe here. Would you be interested in becoming a staff officer for this king? This king will not treat you poorly. In this Mystic Darkness Territory, whatever you want, this king will grant it."

Long Fei was not surprised, as if everything was expected.

He inquired with Xuanren about the distribution of the Witch Tribe’s forces in the Northern Jambu Continent.

Xuanren spoke eloquently, without withholding any information, detailing everything he knew to Long Fei.

The Witch Tribe in the Northern Jambu Continent is divided into twelve clans.

The twelve clans occupy various directions in the Northern Jambu Continent, with each controlling a vast territory.

They have their own Sacrificial Grand Halls, and each Witch Tribe worships an Ancestral Witch through their ritual offerings.

This place is close to the Nether Sea, naturally, it is the land of the Mystic Darkness Witch Clan.

Xuanren is of the direct bloodline of Mystic Darkness, with a relatively pure bloodline in this tribe, belonging to the Imperial Family of the Witch Tribe.

Long Fei refused Xuanren’s invitation, telling him, "I am a person from beyond, uninterested in worldly fame and fortune. However, our meeting is fate; I will be traveling in Mystic Darkness Country for some time. If you need anything, you can contact me with this."

He handed a piece of Transmission Jade to Xuanren.

Xuanren took it, once again thanking him respectfully.

Originally, he wanted to discuss some specific matters with Long Fei, but seeing Lin Yingying’s displeased expression, he sensibly took his leave of Long Fei in the end.

After he left, Lin Yingying put on her clothes and came over, staring at Long Fei curiously, "Is this young noble perceptive? Or is he desperate and grasping at straws. You only said a couple of sentences, how did he discern that you are a master?"

Long Fei chuckled lightly, "Those two sentences struck a chord with him, naturally piquing his interest. You change your clothes, and I’ll take you to a fun place."

"Really?"

Lin Yingying looked curious, feeling that this guy had finally come to his senses.

Finally talking about romance instead of business when going out.

She immediately returned to her room and changed into an Ice Silkworm Chiffon Pink Rosy Cloud Long Dress, like heavenly clouds, she came out and spun for Long Fei, softly laughing, "How is it, beautiful?"

Long Fei nodded with a smile, reached out to embrace her slender waist, and they disappeared together.

When they reappeared, they were inside a grand hall.

This grand hall was enormous, hundreds of meters high and over a thousand meters long.

Inside were exquisite offering tables and offerings.

The deity statues offered were extremely bizarre, turtle-like, but covered in scales, with a snake-like tail.

The whole statue appeared extraordinarily menacing.

As if a monster, it seemed ready to come back to life at any moment.

Lin Yingying looked around, somewhat speechless, "So you brought me here for entertainment?"

Long Fei chuckled, "Isn’t this place fine? Not everyone can enter."

Lin Yingying glanced out the window.

This place was surprisingly high, with bottomless steps outside.

On the steps, heavy soldiers stood guard below.

It seemed like an ancestral shrine.

Long Fei sat on a meditation cushion, asking Lin Yingying to act as protector for him.

A Mysterious Light flashed beside him, and a giant over ten meters tall appeared.

If it weren’t for the height of the grand hall, this giant wouldn’t have fit.

The giant was muscular and imposing, dressed in animal skins, appearing like a savage from the Primordial Era.

Upon its appearance, the pressure within the grand hall increased dramatically.

Even standing beside it, Lin Yingying could feel an immense pressure.

She thought Long Fei brought her out to play but didn’t expect him to ask her to act as protector.

She glanced at the monster statue in the Sacrificial Grand Hall, unsure what Long Fei intended to comprehend here.

After a while, the candles in the grand hall flickered suddenly.

It seemed like gusts of cold wind blew in from outside, startling Lin Yingying with a shiver.

She looked at the statue, which seemed alive, suddenly twitching.

For a moment, a roar of a monster echoed in her head.

Chains of order formed by the Laws flashed with golden light, continuously being swallowed by the giant beside Long Fei.

Lin Yingying, full of wonder, curiously asked Long Fei, "What are these golden lights?"

"The Power of Faith condensed by the Mystic Darkness Clan!"

Long Fei explained to her.

She stared at the giant beside Long Fei in astonishment, "You mean, this one beside you is Mystic Darkness?"

Long Fei praised her, "Your brain isn’t too dull!"

Lin Yingying shrugged her nose at him, looking at the grand hall, suddenly realized, "So you’re bringing me here to steal something from someone’s ancestral shrine?"

Long Fei chuckled, "How can this be called stealing, just reclaiming what rightly belongs to Mystic Darkness."

This Mystic Darkness Blood Body, after absorbing the Power of Faith, was surrounded by an aura of golden light, sitting like a Buddha statue here.

The Blood Qi in its body dissipated considerably, the Dharma Laksana was solemn, almost like a divine spirit incarnate.

Long Fei used the Witch God Flag to condense this Mystic Darkness Blood Body, having form but no soul.

With the power of the people, a soul could be forged for this blood body.

Its spirit resonated with the Heavenly Dao, and above the Sacrificial Grand Hall, heavy clouds instantly gathered.

In the clouds, lightning flashed and thunder roared.

Golden dragons roared and danced in the clouds, turning the night sky into daylight.

The entire populace of Mystic Darkness Country was startled by the scene.

Significant figures of the Mystic Darkness Clan almost simultaneously arrived below the ancestral shrine, looking bewildered at the celestial phenomenon, discussing in confusion.

Soon, a High Priest clad in a turtle shell was brought forward.

He held a staff, dancing and shouting at the ancestral shrine for a while before suddenly dropping to the ground, exclaiming, "The Ancestral Witch has returned, the Ancestral Witch has manifested!"