The Grand Elder felt a chill in his heart, recognizing that the fame of this avaricious and ugly old hag was not undeserved. Just the depth of her dark primal force, akin to an abyss, suggested at least a marquis level. Coupled with a myriad of unpredictable and insidious secrets, this crone was an adversary no one would wish to encounter.
In the stone basin, the blood color rapidly faded, and the vessel of beast’s blood turned into clear water. The surface became smooth as a mirror, and with Sky Eye’s loud cry, the surface shimmered, indeed becoming a reflective surface.
Within the water mirror, Qian Ye and Night Pupil faced each other, speaking to one another.
“Is it them?” The Grand Elder’s tone was tinged with doubt. In his view, even if these two young people were short-lived and fast-growing humans, they still seemed too young. At their age, taking down the genius werewolf Gary and the extremely experienced Elder Gill, who led a whole squad, seemed unbelievable.
In his mind, there was only one possibility: that these two were actually vampires or demons who maintained a youthful appearance, with their real ages possibly spanning hundreds of years.
Sky Eye also appeared somewhat stunned, saying, “Wait a moment, this result is indeed a bit strange. I can sense that they are very young. The surging vitality, which is impossible for those old monsters.”
At this moment, in the water mirror, Qian Ye and Night Pupil seemed to sense something, and waves of energy started emanating from their bodies, causing the image to blur rapidly.
Sky Eye immediately recited a short, sharp incantation, pointing at the basin, and several drops of nearly black blood shot out from her fingertips, falling into the water. As the black blood dissipated, the previously blurred image became clear again.
The Grand Elder, somewhat tense, held his breath and watched quietly, afraid to disturb Sky Eye.
Seeing the image become clear again, Sky Eye let out a sigh of relief, saying, “It’s alright. These two youngsters’ bloodline power is very weak, barely stronger than ordinary people. If the wolf king’s blood you gave me is genuine, I seriously doubt they are related to Gary’s death. They are too weak, far too weak.”
The Grand Elder said, “Perhaps they used a secret method to conceal their power. Master, could you check their race once more?”
Sky Eye nodded, letting out a low, beast-like growl, her voice filled with agony. Her eyes closed tightly, and her forehead skin split open, blood flowing, revealing a bizarre eye that kept turning, scanning the world outside.
Sky Eye let out a piercing howl, stretching her hands forward and pointing at the basin, and a few more drops of black blood shot out from her fingertips, falling into the basin.
The eye, attracted by the black blood, focused on the water mirror. It suddenly expanded, shooting a faintly visible dark wave through the water mirror, vanishing into the other end of space and time.
This was her renowned Sky Eye.
Even the Grand Elder, who had seen much bloodshed and strange things, couldn’t help but feel a chill at the sight of the eye, which seemed to expand and contract unpredictably.
In the courtyard, Night Pupil and Qian Ye looked around, both sensing an unseen gaze upon them. This invisible, cold, damp, and malevolent stare felt like a poisonous snake crawling over their skin, causing an indescribable nausea and discomfort.
At this moment, both activated their bloodline concealment, suppressing their auras to interfere with the observer’s judgment. For a brief moment, they managed to escape the feeling, but soon, the unseen, icy gaze returned, even stronger, continuing to focus on them.
They knew something was wrong.
Night Pupil’s eyes turned blood-red, while Qian Ye’s pupils glowed with a deep blue. Both used their eye techniques, scanning the surroundings, trying to find the source of the hidden gaze.
Both looked up simultaneously, towards the sky. Not far above, a dark mass had formed, seemingly formless and resembling a blob of ink.
Although both possessed true vision, Night Pupil’s blood force was slightly weaker than Qian Ye’s. In her vision, a spherical object was hidden within the darkness, seeming to be an eyeball. In Qian Ye’s eyes, he saw a malevolent eyeball floating in the air, scanning him and Night Pupil.
Its gaze was tangible, sweeping over them, trying to pierce into their bodies, prying into their secrets.
The sensation was like being licked by a lizard, even more uncomfortable than before.
Night Pupil, at a loss, grabbed the Shadow Ode and fired a shot. However, the force bullet passed through the phantom eyeball and vanished into the sky, having no effect on the eyeball.
Seeing Night Pupil’s futile attempt, Qian Ye put away his force gun. He suddenly remembered that the legacy knowledge of the Blood River included methods to deal with such strange life forms.
Without hesitation, Qian Ye drew Twin Bloom, spreading his light wings, and a dark golden light shot straight at the eyeball! Within the light, a feather appeared intermittently.
To deal with this unseen, strange enemy, Qian Ye unhesitatingly used the Primordial Spear. As a work even the Blackwing King failed to complete, the Primordial Spear had various incredible divine powers, including the ability to traverse void and trace the origin.
The feather passed through the eyeball and vanished into the void, and the eyeball instantly swelled several times, clearly showing extreme fear!
A faint, sorrowful long wail echoed through the void, and the eyeball burst like a bubble, disappearing. The sky above the courtyard cleared, as if nothing had happened.
In the depths of the swamp, Sky Eye screamed, a dark golden feather shooting from the water mirror, nailing itself onto the mysterious eyeball on her forehead!
The eyeball contracted and struggled desperately, tearing flesh and blood, but in front of the Primordial Spear, it still met its doom, exploding with a bang, splattering blood everywhere.
Sky Eye let out a scream and fell to the ground. A large, gaping wound now marred her forehead, shocking to behold.
The Grand Elder, greatly alarmed, cautiously approached after a moment. Sky Eye lay on the ground, her vital signs weakening rapidly, dropping from marquis level several ranks, stabilizing only at earl level. Not only did she have a wound on her forehead, but blood also trickled from her closed eyes, likely blinding her.
Sky Eye was heavily injured, unconscious. Though the Grand Elder had been a tribal shaman, he was helpless against such injuries, hoping that Sky Eye’s strong vitality would see her through.
Now that Sky Eye had found the clue, her life and death were no longer important to the Grand Elder.
The Grand Elder tapped his staff, and a stream of black sand shot out, forming a dark mist in the air, outlining the images of Night Pupil and Qian Ye. It also highlighted their unique bloodlines, suggesting the support of a powerful figure, resulting in the severe injury of Sky Eye and the destruction of her Sky Eye.
When the dark mist dissipated, a pond in the ancient Totem Fortress formed a water mirror, fully displaying the information from the Grand Elder. The attendant wolf man nearby immediately recorded the information and presented it to the Wolf King.
This was the secret method of the ancient wolf tribes for transmitting information, capable of instantaneous transmission within a continent. However, the method was highly restrictive, requiring significant resources to maintain and extremely difficult to master, with no combat benefits. Thus, over generations, fewer and fewer had learned it, and now, only the Grand Elder possessed this knowledge.
Sitting on his throne, the Wolf King read the information, his gaze lingering on the line, “Actual age not high, identity and race unknown,” before passing the paper to his advisors.
After they all read it, the Wolf King asked, “What do you think?”
A tall, deep gray-furred wolf general said, “If these are just young ones, then someone else must have attacked Sky Eye. That person is likely the demon who killed Gary and Elder Gill, stealing the Revival Staff. I think they are probably still hiding behind the Black Forest!”
Bloodmane interjected, “From my investigation, native races may be involved. If these two are truly demons, why are they connected to the natives? Demons and native races are mortal enemies.”
The wolf general sneered, “Guessing without action? Go and check the Black Forest! Coward!”
Chastened, Bloodmane hung his head, silent.
Another elder said, “Crossing the Black Forest is difficult, but we don’t have to. We can still force them out.”
The Wolf King’s eyes lit up, “How?”
The elder said, “A simple bounty. If the Great Chieftain offers a generous reward, many in the Eastern Sea will hunt them. No matter who is behind them, they will have to show themselves. And the Black Forest, many neutral races can easily cross it.”
“Good! A bounty of 300,000 gold coins for each alive, 100,000 for dead, and 5,000 for information.” The Wolf King was generous.
But the elder said, “It’s not enough.”
“Not enough?” The Wolf King frowned. If not for the need to save face and uncover the enemy’s plans, he wouldn’t have offered such a large bounty. After all, Gary’s value died with him. What mattered now was the Wolf King’s honor and authority.
The elder continued, “Great Chieftain, you still need generals, and several regions lack leaders. Why not offer a general’s position as part of the bounty?”
The hall fell silent, and even Bloodmane raised his head.
The Wolf King was surprised but, seeing the eagerness of his subordinates, pondered. Finally, he slapped the armrest, shouting, “Very well! Add a general’s position!”
Instantly, the hall fell silent, yet beneath the silence, a torrent of ambition surged.
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