Subsequently, a slender figure slowly erged from the smoke. Su Tu casually walked towards the group of Foreign Races, his body relaxed, movents leisurely, as if this were not the enemy’s battleship, but his own backyard.
Behind him, a golden Divine Shadow appeared, solemn and majestic, shrouded with the Breath of Chaos, adding a touch of mystery.
Su Tu coldly looked at the group of Foreign Races, his palm forming a loose fist. Most of those in the front row with five holes were at the Celestial Being Realm, a few stronger ones were infinitely close to Venerable, and those in the back... just riffraff, easily crushed into powder with one punch, no need to say more.
Clang!!
Raising one hand, in an instant, the Black Dragon Celestial Extres appeared in his grasp, an unspeakable violence surfaced instantly, intertwining with the Divine Shadow behind Su Tu.
However, just as Su Tu raised his hand and gripped the weapon, ready to cut down these fellows...
An unexpected situation arose.
The Foreign Races, initially on high alert, upon seeing Su Tu in this manner, each let out strange, gabbling sounds.
Then, they all fell to their knees, each bowing their heads to the ground, their voices trembling imnsely.
These fellows were not speaking the universal language of the cosmos, so Su Tu couldn’t understand what they were saying, but he could hear their excitent; so even had a sobbing tone.
Seeing this scene, Su Tu was sowhat bewildered. This developnt was entirely different from what he had imagined...
Although he didn’t understand the language, Su Tu recognized the humble and reverent gaze in their eyes, the gaze of those chanting his revered na within the Origin.
It was the gaze of those whose faith had been consud by Xue Yue and who saw him as a god.
It was pure faith, Supre faith, capable of prompting them to do anything at his word...
Su Tu had seen such gazes more than once, either in the Origin or among the fanatical believers brainwashed by Xue Yue.
Now, a group of unfamiliar Foreign Races revealing such a gaze to him left Su Tu perplexed.
Soon, Su Tu thought of a possibility: had they mistaken him for the ’Red-Haired Su Tu’? After all, the two looked almost identical.
Though their hair color was different, such a difference was nearly negligible in the eyes of Foreign Races.
"Have you mistaken for your so-called master?"
Su Tu single-handedly wielded the Black Dragon Celestial Extres, lifting the face of a Foreigner with the weapon’s blade casually.
"Mumble mumble!!"
The Foreigner imdiately made excited sounds, the worship and madness in its eyes almost overflowing.
Seeing this, Su Tu felt a bit speechless; the language barrier was indeed troubleso.
Judging by the emotions displayed by these fellows, even if Su Tu just indicated for them to die, they would eagerly slaughter themselves.
The Foreign Race lifted by the weapon’s blade spoke excitedly, but the gabbling sounds gave no clue what was being said.
"You’ve got the wrong person..."
Su Tu spoke helplessly, knowing that Foreigner understood the universal language.
At this mont, an elderly voice sounded.
"No!!! You have always been our god; we couldn’t mistake you. We, the exiled, have finally awaited you!!"
"Cave God above, our Ancestral God has returned!!"
The voice spoke not the universal language, but standard human language, Chinese.
Su Tu’s eyes involuntarily turned to the source of the voice.
There stood a Foreign Race with a three-hole face, old beyond recognition, his entire aura reeking of decay, donned in a long robe, gazing at Su Tu with utmost excitent.
When seeing Su Tu’s gaze turn, the elderly Foreigner beca even more excited, prostrating himself on the ground, speaking loudly.
"Welco, Miao Fa the Great!!!"
The other Foreigners beca even more excited, shouting in unison with the elder’s voice.
Su Tu still couldn’t understand what they were saying, but inexplicably, two words arose in his heart.
Miao Fa!!
In an instant, his eyes quivered suddenly. Miao Fa was part of his revered title, a keyword that, just ntioned in the last Origin, imdiately separated itself from him.
Could it be....
Su Tu blinked, an incredulous thought erged in his mind.
And as that thought appeared, he began to feel that these strange Foreign Races seed sowhat familiar.
Long-limbed, faces with holes...
If he rembered correctly, in the last Origin, while crafting the fourth grass figure, his strength got out of hand, leaving a hole in the grass figure’s face...
...
This was a special space, where gears of various sizes rotated in the void, and an endless river flowed slowly beneath them.
On the gears grew a massive tree, lush and vibrant, with various shapes of fruits hanging from the branches, bending them down.
"Are you crazy to et him now!!"
An angry voice sounded under the tree, where a frail-looking boy, appearing just seven or eight years old, stood up yelling.
Behind the boy stood a little girl resembling him about sixty percent, who didn’t speak but grinned, her cute little fangs glistening coldly.
An indifferent voice sounded opposite them.
"Calm down, calm down, it’s just a coincidence. I didn’t expect to et him either. You know , I never lie, nor can I."
There sat the ’Red-Haired Su Tu’ on the ground, smilingly looking at the two.
And if Su Tu were here now, he would find that the two angry little ones were the missing siblings Su Mu and Su Zhou.
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