They had already walked out of that passage, and Cha Wenbin felt the thing in front of him, his heart trembling with shock. Was it really true that such a divine object existed in the world?

  If every object created has a prototype, then Cha Wenbin finally found it. Only the existence of divine signs will become legendary and be passed down and sung by people. Whether it is Taiji, Yin and Yang, Tao Fa, characters or those strangely shaped bronzes and murals that we see today, human imagination, no matter how rich, always needs a creative prototype, only this prototype has surpassed the range they can bear.

  Three giant mulberry trees rose from the ground, their tops disappearing into the distance, and the five of them couldn't even wrap their arms around one of them.

  The unique scent of the mulberry tree wafts through this land, and from time to time, a large withered yellow leaf falls from the sky, slowly drifting down in front of them. Even breathing is refreshing, bringing an indescribable comfort.

  Nature is ultimately the true creator, Zha Wenbin stared blankly at the miracle in front of him, and a sense of confusion suddenly surged up in his mind. Perhaps he was tired, he leaned against one of the large trees and his eyelids sank down...

  "Clang, clang, clang!" When he was awakened by the continuous ringing of the bell beside his ear, he scrambled up in a flurry and shouted: "Chaozi, what's going on?"

  No one responded.

  "Super, super..." and so on, he looked around in all directions, but there was no one else around him. In this vast world, only he remained, while others had vanished without a trace. On the ground, he could even see remnants of compressed biscuits and discarded food packaging bags. More importantly, his nostrils still held a hint of alcohol, which was the corn stalk wine brewed by Shi Tou Die.

  Cha Wenbin knew they wouldn't leave him alone just because he fell asleep, the only possibility was that something had happened!

  "With a 'ka' sound, the Seven Star Sword was drawn out. However, after a round of inspection, not even half a hint of resistance could be found on the ground. With their skills, it's impossible that they wouldn't have any counterattacking power at all? The more it is like this, the more one needs to remain calm. From Zhang Wenbin's experience, he understood this point very well."

  Dropping himself out is unlikely, all the way here, except for a small food shortage, there are no other dangers, so he can only move forward.

  Right in front of him were three mulberry trees standing together, rising from the ground. Between the gaps of the trees, Zha Wenbin slipped through and had not yet walked out when he heard a loud roar coming from ahead. Knowing something was amiss, Zha Wenbin quickly hid his body behind the tree and cautiously peeked out to see a large group of people kneeling on the ground in the distance, their bodies wrapped only in leaves, speaking in unison in a language he couldn't understand.

  In front of this group of people, Cha Wenbin saw a tall figure in the distance holding something like a wooden stick, dancing and jumping with all his might, while a raging fire was burning fiercely in front of him.

  This is a ceremony! Zha Wenbin immediately understood that the person holding the wooden stick must be the leader of the ceremony. Seeing that the other party had more people, he didn't dare to expose himself easily, so he could only wait carefully here for further changes, even his breathing rhythm was adjusted very carefully.

  As the leader let out a strange cry, the people kneeling on the ground stood up one after another. These people looked quite short in stature but were very sturdy. The leader pointed at a small dwarf not far away and roared, then several companions followed him and threw themselves forward. As his line of sight was blocked, Cha Wenbin couldn't see clearly for a moment, so he decided to wait and observe the situation before making any move.

  "Ah Wu, Ah Wu!" The group of dwarves started to revel, and before he knew it, many torches had been lit in front of them. It was only then that Zha Wenbin saw a pile of firewood stacked up with wooden planks in front of the leader.

  "Let me go! You savages! Let me go..." Cha Wenbin suddenly heard a familiar cry, it was Chaozi's voice!

  He stretched out half of his body and saw that not far away, several dwarves with bronze-like weapons in their hands were pushing a few people towards this direction. Upon closer inspection, weren't these people Old Wang and the others?!

  The man with the square face had fresh blood on his forehead, and Old Wang's glasses were nowhere to be found. Chaozi and Zhuoxiong looked like they had taken a beating, their faces swollen and bruised. They were all tied together with rattan strips. The short men were shouting and pushing them, and anyone who didn't obey was met with punches and kicks. Cha Wenbin gripped his Seven-Star Sword tightly, thinking to himself that this must have happened when he fell asleep and they snuck out to cause trouble - what a bunch of restless rascals!

  Until they were pushed to the woodpile, the leading man finally started to carefully examine them, then muttered a lot of things that no one could understand. Chaozi scolded with his neck twisted, and it was unknown whether the other party understood or not, but he could hear that Chaozi's tone was extremely unfriendly. He picked up the stick in his hand and hit Chaozi's head hard. "Bang", through so many roads, Zha Wenbin could clearly hear the sound of Chaozi's skull cracking, and blood instantly filled Chaozi's entire body like a broken fuel tank. The leading man let out a strange cry, and then several short men threw Chaozi onto the woodpile.

  At this time, Chaozi was no longer moving, and it seemed unlikely that he would survive. Just as Cha Wenbin was about to rush out, the other side began to celebrate with music and dance. By the time Cha Wenbin had fully exposed himself, Old Wang had spotted him.

  Old Wang blinked his eyes vigorously to signal to Cha Wenbin not to come over, but now Chaozi's life was hanging in the balance, could he just stand by and do nothing? Cha Wenbin made up his mind, took out a talisman from his hand, and wondered if it would work to summon a thunderbolt in this godforsaken place.

  Clutching the last shred of hope, Cha Wenbin fiercely threw out the talisman, while joining his hands together and loudly chanting: "The Three Pure Ones are above, I am the medium; transform the talisman into thunder, with blood as the guide! Hurry, hurry, as if by imperial decree!"

  Just as the group of short people were shocked to see a fireball suddenly rushing out from the front, Zhang Wenbin quickly wiped his right hand on his middle finger, bringing with it a drop of blood-red sword tip. With all his might, he jumped up and threw the Seven-Star Sword forward.

  Just as the fireball had not yet arrived, the group of dwarves were chattering and bustling about when a cold light flashed by, with a hint of red at its tip, shooting into the crowd like a comet. With a "thud", the treasure sword landed right in the middle, without even a slight wobble, straight and true, inserted into the earth.

  Before the group of people could make a move, the burning talisman arrived on schedule, bringing with it the essence of the heavenly and earthly spiritual energy contained within the talisman. With a loud "boom", when the talisman turned into an even larger fireball that exploded at the hilt of the Seven Stars Sword, the group of dwarves suddenly became disordered, and even their leader was shocked.

  Distant thunder rumbled in, a flash of lightning cut across the sky, illuminating the entire land, followed by a second and third, like a dazzling rainbow intertwined in the sky, entwined together. The dwarves below looked at this scene with terror, several had already knelt on the ground, trembling with fear, completely losing their ferocity from earlier.

  Zhu Wenbin, standing not far away, was also greatly shocked. This small Thunder Summoning Curse was originally just a thought to see if it could summon heavenly thunder to blast a way out and rescue Old Wang and the others amidst the chaos. How did it end up causing such a huge commotion? Even if their master were here, they might not be able to stir up such a scene!

  Looking at the lightning in the sky, Cha Wenbin's blood was boiling over, and he almost spat out blood several times. His body was almost unable to stand upright, and his blood vessels were about to burst at any moment. This thunder was originally intended to use its own vital energy as a spirit, but unexpectedly it couldn't be struck down for the time being, and that energy had instead stirred up his internal organs to the point of explosion.

  Backlash? This was the only term he could think of in his suffering, if the spell was cast incorrectly, or if the spell exceeded the range that the caster could bear, then the caster would likely be injured by the spell itself.

  Cha Wenbin's eyes were filled with bloodshot, and fresh blood was flowing out of his nostrils. Then it was his ears and eyes, and even when the corners of his mouth began to seep with fresh blood, a loud clap of thunder boomed in the sky, causing Old Wang to hug his head and immediately fall to the ground. Cha Wenbin's whole body started shaking violently, and when his body had reached its limit, a flash of lightning streaked across the sky, leaving behind an extremely eerie pattern: a giant tiger head with seven mouths on top of a massive torso, all seven mouths open at the same time, with a huge long snake suspended in mid-air, two large hands resembling hooves holding another long snake that was baring its teeth and claws.

  At that moment, all the dwarves seemed to have been shocked by a great terror, and they all hugged their heads and lay on the ground. Even the leader's knees began to bend slightly. Suddenly, the man raised his long stick towards the sky and roared out a very unpleasant sound, dull and distant: "Qiang Liang..."

  But the pattern in the air composed of lightning did not disperse, instead it shone brighter. Cha Wenbin felt his body was about to explode, and with a fierce swing of his arms, he happened to grab onto two of the mulberry trees' trunks. Instantly, a massive surge of spiritual energy rushed up from his feet, quickly passing through his heart and reaching his throat. At this point, Cha Wenbin could no longer bear it.

  "Ahhh!!!" A thunderous roar burst from his mouth, just as the leader turned around to find the source of the sound. The sky "roared" with a tiger's howl, and all the lightning gathered together in an instant, growing more and more intense until it became a massive bright spot.

  Of course, all of this happened in the blink of an eye. Then, that bright spot suddenly let out a huge explosive sound, "Boom!!" A magnificent seven-colored lightning bolt shot down from the sky like a pillar of light and struck the ground, striking the Seven Stars Sword...

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