Chapter 1649

Zi Chen hadn't eavesdropped on their discussion, so he didn't know what this Soul Guard was.

With Bali leading the way and Shoumu in front, Zi Chen and Viper walked side by side. They soon arrived at the meeting hall.

The so-called meeting hall was actually a large, independent wooden house. It was very spacious, with a rectangular wooden table in the center. It was five meters long, and there were dozens of wooden chairs in two rows.

This place was like a small village in the Martial Heaven Continent. All the buildings were made of wood. It couldn't be said to be grand or solemn, but it was natural. The wood itself emitted a faint fragrance that made people feel refreshed and comfortable.

In the meeting hall, there were eight elderly people discussing matters. Six of them were old men and two were old women. They had been standing the entire time and hadn't sat down. Some of them were quite excited.

Seeing the appearance of the Dragon's Tomb, the eight people who turned around were all stunned. Astonishment appeared on their aged faces.

"Patriarch, you've returned." One of the old women looked at Longmu in disbelief.

Longmu nodded. "Yes, Aunt Zhou. I've returned."

"It's the patriarch! The patriarch has truly returned!" The old voices were filled with excitement. One by one, the old people trembled as they stepped forward. They were overjoyed.

As for Shoumu, he was also calling them uncle and aunty. His mouth was very sweet, and his face had a childlike smile.

Shoumu was very young, but these people were very old. In fact, Shoumu couldn't even call them grandfather or grandmother, but Shoumu was calling them uncle and aunty. This made Zi Chen feel a bit strange.

However, it could be seen that these old people were very fond of Shoumu.

The old man Shoumu called Wangbo quickly noticed Shoumu's abnormality. He said in surprise, "Patriarch, how did your cultivation realm drop?"

As he spoke, two dazzling rays of light shot out of the old man's eyes. They first swept past Viper, then fell on Zi Chen. He said in surprise, "Your cultivation realm dropped because of this intruder. You took him as your Soul Guard."

The light in the old man's eyes disappeared, and his expression became benevolent once more. It seemed that because of Shoumu, even the old man looked at Zi Chen like an elder sizing up a junior.

The other elders were also sizing up Zi Chen, their eyes full of kindness.

At this moment, Zi Chen couldn't help but frown when he heard the words' Soul Guard '.

"That's not right. Even if it's a Soul Guardian, it shouldn't have fallen to the seventh level. This should be one of the Soul Guardians. It seems like its potential isn't bad." The light in Aunt Zhou's eyes dissipated.

"Little guy, what's your name?" Uncle Wang looked at Zi Chen and asked kindly.

"Zi Chen," Zi Chen said slowly.

"Hmm, not bad."

Uncle Wang nodded in satisfaction. "As an invader, you can become Xiao Mu's soul guard. This is your good fortune. Your loyalty no longer needs to be tested. You must protect Xiao Mu well from now on."

"Loyalty. Test. Protection." Zi Chen frowned, then turned to look at Gravekeeper in surprise.

Looking at Zi Chen's questioning gaze, Gravekeeper smiled apologetically, then turned his head and said, "You've misunderstood. His name is Zi Chen. He's my friend, not a Soul Guardian."

As his words fell, the eyes of the previously amiable and benevolent old men all burst with a sharp light. Originally, they all looked like they were about to die, but now, their bodies were surging with powerful auras, as if they were awakened ferocious beasts.

Cold murderous intent flashed in the eyes of one of the elders. He said bluntly, "Xiao Mu, do you remember the ancestral teachings?"

Gravekeeper smiled bitterly and said, "Uncle Liu, listen to me."

The elder shook his head stubbornly and said indifferently, "There's no need to explain. The ancestral teachings are the ancestral teachings. Invaders who come here either die or be enslaved. He refined the Devouring God Seal, so we can use this opportunity to enslave him."

The elder nodded and said, "That's right. If we join forces now, we can still enslave him. Invaders are not qualified to come here. This is the ancestral teachings and also the rule."

Hearing the indignant voices of the elders, hearing the words "enslave" and "kill", Zi Chen did not do anything extreme. He just … rolled his eyes.

That's right, he rolled his eyes.

Because the auras surging around these elders were only at Lv Eight. They were not at the peak of Lv Eight, nor were they at the middle or late stage of Lv Eight. They had just entered Lv Eight and barely managed to stabilize their Lv Eight.

Even if there were 63 or 73 of them, Zi Chen would still roll his eyes, let alone eight of them.

Zi Chen did not feel the slightest bit of pressure when faced with these cold gazes. In fact, he even casually observed his surroundings. Uncle Wang stared at Zi Chen and said coldly, "Kid, make your choice at this moment of life and death."

Zi Chen glanced at the old man and then looked at the tomb keeper. The latter spread his hands, indicating that he was helpless.

Zi Chen nodded, indicating that he understood. Then, he spread his hands and said to the old man, "It doesn't matter."

Uncle Wang was enraged. The other seven people were also enraged. Light flashed in their eyes. One of the old men shouted, "Ba Li, take him."

Zi Chen thought that the other party was going to make a move directly. Who would have thought that he would shout first? This made him stunned.

Ba Li was guarding outside. When he heard the shout, he rushed in.

The wooden house, which was not strong, began to shake under the surge of Ba Li's violent aura.

"Die." Ba Li shouted and chopped at Zi Chen with his axe.

The axe flashed and the wooden house shook.

The old man from before wanted to say something but stopped. He had intended to let Ba Li restrain the other party, not kill him. However, the two of them were at the same level. If the intruder could not even withstand a blow, then he was not worthy of being a Soul Guard. If he died, then so be it.

Thinking this, the old man did not speak.

Then, the axe fell. Ba Li's sneer could be seen on the axe's body.

Zi Chen raised his hand and gently pushed. Golden light surged in his palm.

The axe struck Zi Chen's palm, but it was as if it had hit a wall. A wall that was soft yet firm at the same time. All of his strength was instantly neutralized. At the same time, there was a strong rebounding force that was transmitted from the invader's palm to the axe.

An even stronger surge of energy surged out like a violent wave.

"Peng."

With a loud sound, Ba Li flew out of the door.

The shaking wooden house stopped because of Bali's departure, but the power contained in Bali's powerful attack just now was nowhere to be found.

Bali was defeated in one move, which made the group of old men very startled, but then they all nodded with gratification. Bali's fighting strength was already considered to be one of the best among the same level in the tribe, and the intruder was able to easily defeat him, obviously he had good potential. It was not bad for such a person to be the chief's soul guard.

Ba Li fell to the ground and tried to stand up again. But he did not succeed. He was shocked and angry. He let out a loud roar.

"Viper, take him down." The old man from before shouted again.

Viper was startled. Then he pointed at his wounded body and said: "Elder, I'm injured all over. It's not good for me to fight."

The old man glanced at Viper fiercely. He was very dissatisfied. Obviously, avoiding the fight in this situation was equivalent to destroying the tribe's reputation and morale.

Ba Li could not stand up. Viper could not fight. In the meeting room, besides the intruder, there were only eight elders and the tribe leader. At this time, of course, the tribe leader could not fight. So, the eight elders looked at each other and kept communicating with their eyes.

Zi Chen did not need to guess to know the meaning in their eyes. Which one should fight first? Obviously, it was very difficult to decide quickly.

Zi Chen was a little impatient. He stepped forward and said: "I say, you guys, time is limited. You should all come together."

"Presumptuous."

"You are courting death."

All kinds of shouts sounded again. Then, the eight people's power went berserk. The wooden house that had just stabilized shook again. This time, under the impact of so many forces, the wooden house was on the verge of collapse.

The tomb keeper was very helpless. Looking at the eight elders who were emotional, he could only release a wave of energy to protect the wooden house.

An old man rushed towards Zi Chen. His whole body was filled with powerful energy. Unfortunately, this kind of energy seemed very powerful, but it was not enough to enter Zi Chen's eyes.

Zi Chen slowly pushed his palm forward and blocked the old man's attack.

The energy collided. There was no vibration wave, only a dull sound.

"Peng."

The old man who stepped on the wooden chair and went over the long table retreated the same way he came. He sat down on the wooden chair. With the momentum, the wooden chair slid back a few meters and stopped only when it reached the wooden wall.

The old woman tapped her foot on the long table and used the momentum to rush toward Zi Chen. She held a long sword in her hand. The sword exuded a faint dragon aura. It was obvious that this was a weapon that was refined using the materials of a giant dragon.

A cold light flashed. The long sword was pointed at Zi Chen's forehead.

However, when the sword tip was one centimeter away from Zi Chen, it suddenly stopped. The sword was caught between Zi Chen's two fingers. No matter how much strength the old woman exerted, the sword tip could not move forward at all.

The old woman looked at Zi Chen in disbelief.

Zi Chen smiled faintly as he exerted force in two of his fingers. With a flash of golden light, the old woman's body staggered backwards. She kicked off the table with one foot and landed on a wooden chair. The chair then slid backwards and hit the wall.

"Swoosh." "Swoosh." "Swoosh."

Another three people rushed towards Zi Chen. Zi Chen's expression did not change. Golden light surged around his body. In an instant, he attacked three times. The three old men were sent flying.

The three of them retreated the same way they came. After they landed on the wooden chairs, they were brought to the wall by a force. They were now side by side with the other two old men.

Out of the eight people, five were killed. Only three were left. Uncle Wang and Aunt Zhou were left. Their angry faces were now filled with shock.

"Come, I don't need the three of you." Zi Chen chuckled.

"Arrogant."

"Die."

The three of them shouted again and rushed towards Zi Chen.

As the golden light flashed around Zi Chen, the three of them retreated. Then, they sat on the chairs and retreated.