Xue An’s pupils instantly contracted.
Even he was startled by the extreme arrogance of Xing Tian’s battle intent as he spoke.
This is the power of the ancient Huaxia war god?
Even after being dead for so long, his dominant and unparalleled stance remains unchanged.
"With your current strength, you barely reach the threshold to battle High-Grade Fiends, but it is far from enough. If you truly wish to defeat them, you must possess greater power!"
Xue An maintained a solemn expression and cupped his hands, saying, "Please, war god, guide me!"
Xing Tian laughed heartily, "Of course, I will teach you. Otherwise, I wouldn’t waste so many words. But there is a prerequisite!"
"Please speak, Lord War God!"
Xing Tian remained silent, then casually walked to the edge of the White Bone Wasteland, gazing at the endless sea of skeletons below.
Despite being a skeletal figure, Xue An could still sense profound desolation from his silhouette.
After a long pause, Xing Tian spoke in a deep tone: "Although they are named my subordinates, in truth, they are twin brethren who lived and died alongside me, sacrificing greatly for the world, for the Hua Clan, and for the Xing Tian lineage."
"Although time does not exist within the Black Hole, due to the dissipation of causality, their heroic spirits continue to fade. Over time, their only destiny is to return to obliteration."
Xue An’s expression became extremely serious.
These bones were heroes who gave everything for the Hua Clan!
Therefore, before Xing Tian could finish speaking, he immediately said.
"What can I do?"
"You must do something, for you are their only remaining hope!"
Xing Tian spoke lightly, then turned to look at Xue An, "This is my prerequisite: you must take them away!"
Xue An didn’t hesitate one bit and immediately nodded, "Alright!"
"Aren’t you going to ask how to take them away and what price must be paid?"
Xue An smiled, "These heroic spirits died for the Hua Clan, and as a member of the Hua Clan myself, it’s only right for me to do something for them. Why should I ask more questions? No matter the cost, I will bear it!"
"Hahahaha!" Xing Tian laughed wildly, "Good boy, you’re increasingly to my liking! Don’t worry, taking them away will not only bring you no pressure but also an immense, extraordinary opportunity!"
Having said this, Xing Tian waved his large hand, and the endless sea of skeletons shattered.
All the skeletons instantly turned to white bone powder, then gathered together, majestically flying towards Xing Tian.
In the blink of an eye, the countless skeletons transformed into a white ball of light, held aloft in Xing Tian’s palm.
Xing Tian’s tone also became gentle, "Old rades, you’ve endured hardships over the years! I will now take you away from this cursed place, and with this young man, deal with those fiendish scoundrels!"
After speaking, the light ball shattered, countless strands of white brilliance wound outward, directly enveloping Xue An.
Xue An’s body trembled, displaying a trace of pained expression, but he soon forcibly suppressed it, not uttering a single sound.
Seeing this, Xing Tian’s tone carried a hint of admiration.
"Boy, if it hurts just cry out, after all, this isn’t something an ordinary person can endure!"
Xue An shook his head, "No need, I can bear it!"
"Hahaha, showing some spine, having someone like you among the Hua Clan’s youth makes all our old-timers’ sacrifices worthwhile!"
Xue An remained speechless, as all his consciousness was engulfed by an indescribably powerful pain.
The agony came in waves, growing ever more intense, and now, though Xue An’s mental fortitude was strong, he was at the brink of collapse.
Especially at this moment, he existed in a spiritual form, equivalent to imposing pain directly upon his soul, increasing the pain tenfold or more.
Had it been another person, they might collapse on the spot, even those within the Saint Realm would see their mental fortitude crumble under such agony.
But, despite teetering on the edge, Xue An refuses to fall, stubbornly enduring.
Xing Tian once again held his head in his hand, his face showing admiration upon witnessing this, yet also some concern.
He was prepared to halt at any moment. After all, Xue An’s talent, from his perspective built over numerous ages, was top-tier. Should Xue An fall because of this, it would be a great loss for the Hua Clan.
Yet, some anticipation lingered within his heart.
For if Xue An could surpass this, not only would his rades find purpose, but Xing Tian himself might see the hope of returning to the world...
As Xing Tian pondered, a muffled groan suddenly sounded from Xue An, who was surrounded by white light, and then all the white light dispersed, leaving the scene.
Only Xue An stood drenched in sweat on the spot, his upper body already bare, revealing a back that, although slightly thin, displayed muscle lines carved like chisel and axe.
On his back, a faintly visible expanse of dark tattoo began to appear.
Upon closer inspection, these tattoos turned out to be an army of thousands.
This tattoo scene was incredibly detailed; a single back held countless war spirits, each vividly lifelike as though ready to leap out and battle at any moment.
Xing Tian beamed with delight, stepping forward to closely examine before heavily patting Xue An’s shoulder.
"Good boy, well done, you actually managed to endure this. Based on that spine alone, you’re a top-notch man!"
To Xing Tian, a top-notch man was the highest praise.
Xue An gave a weary smile, lacking even the strength to speak.
Honestly, if the ordeal had lasted slightly longer, he would have collapsed directly.
Fortunately, he made it through.
Though now, aside from sensing a tattoo on his back, Xue An felt nothing else.
Xing Tian, as if perceiving Xue An’s confusion, chuckled lightly.
"Don’t worry, rest a while, and I’ll explain everything to you later!"
Soon after, Xue An and Xing Tian sat facing each other.
Xing Tian reattached his head onto his neck, then looked at Xue An with a peculiar gaze.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Xue An couldn’t help but ask.
"Don’t you feel unfortable now?"
"Unfortable?" Xue An pondered for a moment, then shook his head, "No!"
"That’s odd!" Xing Tian muttered, but soon shook his head.
"Forget it, seems your previous performance won part of their recognition, so they didn’t make things difficult for you!"
"But this isn’t a long-term solution, as my rades live for battle. Should a fight arise, they are unwavering warriors unafraid of death. Yet in peacetime, without anyone to suppress them, they will quickly enter chaotic frenzy, even leading to mutual slaughter, which is the bloodter sorrow of the Xing Tian lineage!"
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