Chapter 2667 Hundred-Eyed Witch, Descendant of Sky Saber Xue Kai

The heavy rain outside the temple continued to pour down.

The terrifying downpour truly seemed as if the riverbanks of the celestial river had been destroyed.

The rain grew heavier, more intense.

Enveloping the entire Jiuyan Mountain.

Although the temple was old and worn from disrepair,

it was incredibly sturdy.

Even under such a torrential downpour, it showed no signs of collapsing.

Perhaps staying here was too boring.

The square-faced middle-aged man across from them was the first to speak.

He looked at Xu Zimei and others with a smile.

"Daoists, are you also here because of the Dragon God Sect?"

Upon hearing this, Qiu Baiyin and the others' expressions changed drastically.

"What Dragon God Sect? We don't quite understand what you're talking about, Daoist."

Qiu Baiyin quickly replied.

Before entering the Heavenly Burial Grounds, the news about the King's Collection of the Dragon God Sect hadn't been leaked.

It should have been a highly confidential matter.

But now, the middle-aged man stated it so casually, causing unease among all present.

"Aren't you?" The middle-aged man seemed somewhat surprised.

"Seven days ago, a phantom of a Divine Dragon soared into the sky, with Dragon's Roar echoing repeatedly, lasting for several hours."

"After many investigations, it was discovered that this was the site of an Old Universe force called the Dragon God Sect."

The middle-aged man explained.

"I thought you were here for the King's Collection of the Dragon God Sect as well."

"A celestial phenomenon occurring here attracted countless attention."

The Two-headed Bear said in a low voice.

"Now it's over; our efforts are wasted."

If no one knew of the Dragon God Sect's existence, they might have been able to contend for the King's Collection.

But now that so many know.

The intensity of the open and covert struggles could only be imagined.

"During such encounters, sharing this temple for shelter from the rain is fate.

How about we become friends, fellow Daoists?"

The middle-aged man said with a smile.

And he proactively introduced himself.

"I am Xue Tang from Wanbing City. How may I address you all?"

"Xue Tang, are you a descendant of Xue Kai?"

Before Xu Zimei and the others could speak, a woman who had been silent suddenly asked.

"I dare not flaunt my ancestor's name; I, the descendant, have failed to expand the family, I am indeed humbled," Xue Tang couldn't help but say.

Though his words were humble, he indirectly admitted it.

Xu Zimei had heard of Xue Kai's name.

Or rather, those who came to the Heavenly Burial Grounds likely had heard of him.

Xue Kai was hailed as the Heavenly Blade.

It is said that long ago, the Heavenly Burial Grounds were hidden deep in the void, undiscovered.

Later, Xue Kai inadvertently cleaved this space with a single stroke.

Since then, the Heavenly Burial Grounds emerged, and people realized some remains of the Old Universe existed here.

Thus, the Heavenly Burial Grounds were gradually developed; countless people settled here for training.

"I heard your ancestor disappeared after opening the crack to the Heavenly Burial Grounds.

Do you know where he went?" The woman asked.

"We don't know," Xue Tang shook his head.

"So much time has passed since then."

"Moreover, I have never seen my ancestor; how would I know those matters?"

At this moment, Xue Tang glanced around.

Everyone then introduced themselves.

But since Xu Zimei and the others were all loose cultivators, without significant connections or affiliations, they were easily forgettable.

Xue Tang's gaze turned to the woman.

He seemed quite deferential.

He asked, "How may I address you, senior?"

"What, afraid I'll compete with you for the legacy?" The woman retorted.

"I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare," Xue Tang quickly waved his hand.

Explaining, "If senior doesn't mind, whatever you need, feel free to direct me."

"Young one, you probably recognized me," the woman sneered.

Xue Tang did not refute.

He indeed recognized this woman.

Earlier, he hadn't realized, somewhat unsure.

But now, he was entirely certain.

This woman must be the Hundred-Eyed Witch.

......

Listening to the cryptic conversation between the woman and Xue Tang, Xu Zimei and the rest were baffled.

Even Qiu Baiyin, who was frowning throughout, felt his plan had gone astray.

However, he did not voice any opinion.

At this moment, the wind and rain outside seemed to carry a bloody scent, blowing into the temple.

"The wind and rain are growing stronger,"

Xue Tang said.

The woman didn't reply.

She stood up, heading toward the center of the temple where the Thousand-Eyed Buddha Statue was, starting her worship.

With a devout expression and sincere attitude, even her movements were impeccably precise.

"Mo'er, come over and kowtow with me," the woman called to the young girl beside her.

The Two-headed Bear and You Jin observed this scene.

Surprisingly, they uttered in ghostly surprise.

"Fellow Daoists, should we also join in the worship?"

"Perhaps we might receive some blessings too."

Upon hearing this, Xue Tang couldn't help but laugh.

"This fellow Daoist, the Thousand-Eyed Buddha Master is the mentor of the Hundred-Eyed Daoist. What is your relationship with the Buddha Lord? What good does it do to worship?"

This statement led everyone to look at the woman with different expressions.

"Mentor?"

Qiu Baiyin mulled over the words.

"Xue Daoist, I previously recalled this mountain lacking a Buddha Lord.

What's the background of this Thousand-Eyed Buddha Master?"

"The newly discovered Ancient God of the Heavenly Burial Grounds, he appeared only recently.

Many are still unaware."

Xue Tang explained.

The Xue Family's intelligence was indeed prompt, so he knew the approximate situation.

But what surprised Xu Zimei was that a woman from the New Universe would call an Ancient God her mentor.

It looked like there were many stories within!

Amidst everyone's hidden agendas, a sudden large tremor came from outside.

Feeling like an earthquake, with the ground shaking and mountains swaying.

Then, a few bird calls were heard.

With keen perception, Xu Zimei noticed Qiu Baiyin had a slight reaction, his fists seemed clenched.

"The Black Dove tribe and their mongrel creatures are here too."

Xue Tang looked outside, a few traces of melancholy in his calm gaze.

They laughed, "It seems the outside is getting livelier."

Just then, the temple door was pushed open again.

A burly man, covered in tiger-like stripes, walked in.

Holding a human leg in his hand, he was gnawing on it, with blood all over his hand and mouth.

His appearance was as ferocious as could be.

"It's a Mountain Demon, everyone be cautious."

Xue Tang was the first to react, retreating while speaking.

"Ever since the Buddha Lord came to this mountain, making it a place of his teachings,

it brought a Buddhist presence here."

"Within this mountain originally lived thousands of strange tiger creatures, now all awakened with Buddhist presence, transforming into Mountain Demons."

"They can borrow the power of the Buddha Lord, their strength is formidable."