What we fear comes true; when a troop halted and all vacant eyes looked toward Luo Xi and Liu Zixuan, they both involuntarily shivered twice.
If a regular group of living people stared like that, it would already be uncomfortable, not to mention a bunch of expressionless people with all-white eyes!
Luo Xi stuttered, "Looks like they found us!"
Liu Zixuan frowned, "It seems that they're coming for us!"
"Coming for us?" Luo Xi furrowed his brow, "But we haven't disturbed them."
While speaking, Luo Xi slowly stood up and took out a wad of cash from his pocket, "Do you think if I give them some money, they'd leave?"
Pfft!
The extremely tense atmosphere took a sudden turn because of Luo Xi's unexpected humorous remark.
Liu Zixuan couldn't help but laugh, yet their dialogue angered the troop somewhat.
In unison, they raised their long spears and stepped forward, then spread out and completely surrounded them.
The leader in silver armor stepped forward and, with a raspy yet impactful voice, rebuked, "Who dares trespass on our sacred ground!"
"Our tribe?"
Liu Zixuan raised an eyebrow, "What tribe?"
"Star Race!" answered the armored leader.
"Star Race? Is there such a tribe?" Luo Xi blurted out instinctively!
These words were quite reckless, directly angering the armored leader, who slammed his sword on the ground heavily, "Presumptuous!"
Liu Zixuan hurriedly covered Luo Xi's mouth, murmuring softly, "During Ancient Times, Tai Di's tribes were all referred to as the Star Sea Tribe; regardless of ancient or modern times, many scholars believed that 'Star' and 'Sea' are synonymous terms."
Luo Xi widened her eyes, "I didn't know! Who would have thought they retained the Ancient Times terminology!"
Liu Zixuan gave an awkward smile to the armored leader, "We are also from the Star Race!"
"Hmph, don't take me for a three-year-old child!"
The armored leader snorted coldly, "Our tribe's men and women dress uniformly, unlike your colorful bunch. Tell me, are you spies from the Spirit Race!"
"Spirit Race, what the heck is that?" Luo Xi asked again.
Although the situation was complex and dangerous, her curiosity was unstoppable indeed.
Liu Zixuan explained with a smile, "The Spirit Race was the Youchi tribe during Ancient Times, opposed to Tai Di."
"You mean the ancestors of witchcraft?" Luo Xi exclaimed.
"It wasn't called witchcraft back then, it was called sorcery." Liu Zixuan finished explaining and then looked at the armored leader, "Judging by your attire, you should be from the Grand Emperor's side."
"Whoosh!"
When Liu Zixuan finished speaking, the surrounding warriors didn't relax their guard; instead, they raised their spears closer.
The armored leader's face darkened, "The chief among five emperors, how dare you speak his name directly, kill!"
With the leader's order, surrounding warriors directly attacked.
Liu Zixuan glanced at the situation, "Darn it, you're not giving me any face, huh!"
Finished speaking, he pulled Luo Xi behind him, and the Qingyu Folding Fan appeared in his hand, with a flick, the Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles erupted instantly, forming a star attack grand array, instantly dissolving those warriors' attacks.
With Liu Zixuan's Qingyu Folding Fan swinging, the grand array transformed, and countless specks of stars in Liu Zixuan's hands became the form of the Xuanyuan Sword, a gentle swing directly knocked those warriors flying.
Star Sword, pointing toward the armored leader, "Listen well, my name is Liu Zixuan, a descendant of the Grand Emperor. This is already a new era; with the opening of this relic, we're here guarding numerous Star Sea treasures."
"What Grand Emperor's descendant? What new era?" The armored leader initially wore a face full of anger, but after listening, it turned to perplexity.
That face, full of battle intent, showing such an expression was oddly adorable.
Liu Zixuan pinched his forehead, "In other words, you've been dead for thousands of years now; what remains here is just the consciousness left behind."
"Nonsense, we warriors were the elite of the Star Sea Tribe, how could we be dead!" the armored leader shouted defiantly.
"No matter how you look at it, you're not actual people anymore." Liu Zixuan pointed to one side, "Look closely; your warriors used to be strong, right? But now, I defeated them with just one swing of my sword. Don't you find it strange?"
"You…"
After hearing Liu Zixuan's words, the armored leader was at a loss for words.
He was just curious; this troop, during Ancient Times, fought alongside Tai Di across many lands, almost undefeatable. Yet today, encountering these two youngsters, they seemed so inadequate!
Facing his confusion, Liu Zixuan seized the opportunity and took out the Xuanyuan Sword from the Relic Mini World: "Have you recognized this sword?"
Upon seeing the Xuanyuan Sword, feeling its sacred aura, not only the armored leader but also the nearby warriors who Liu Zixuan had injured were stunned, then swiftly kneeled on one knee, folding their right hands in front, bowing their heads.
Spoke solemnly, "Our Emperor's sword!"
"Quickly rise!" Liu Zixuan confirmed their identity in front and knowing they were Tai Di's people, didn't hurry to bring out the Xuanyuan Sword; firstly, the Xuanyuan Sword hadn't returned to the peak, so he didn't know if it would convince them if pulled out.
But with those few sentences later, he felt that now was the most appropriate time to take out the Xuanyuan Sword!
However, he just possesses the Xuanyuan Sword; although a child previously said Liu Zixuan is its master, after all, this is the number one sword of Ancient Times, coupled with everyone in front being those who went to war for Star Sea their whole lives, he wouldn't dare accept their kneeling!
The warriors arose, their faces full of bewilderment.
Could it be that Ancient Era has really passed?
Could it be that they've truly died? Now, what remains here is merely consciousness formed from obsession?
Thus, after knowing this, everyone seemed to lose their souls, not knowing where to go.
As legend has it, the ghost soldiers' passage, indeed, operates on this principle; their consciousness persists, so even in death they guard the lands they fought and perished in.
Some disparage the tales of ghost soldiers' passage greatly, yet the existence of these warriors remains admirable!
Brave Star Sea men, going to war for years without returning home; the sea transformed into mulberry fields, yet with only a shred of obsession, they remained here for countless millennia!
"Jie jie jie!"
Just as everyone was engrossed in such an atmosphere, a chilling laugh suddenly echoed around, prompting the warriors to raise their weapons quickly: "Enemy attack, protect our homeland!"