The Lord of Void and Real-Chapter 1560 - 1556: Tomb of the Great Witch Houyi

"I am Ghost Teng Master, encroaching upon your noble territory was unintended, I beg Your Excellency’s pardon." Shen Luo controlled Ghost Teng Master to appear and gave a bow with his right hand across his chest as Fire Spirit Child had taught him the rituals of the Witch Clan.

"Your Excellency is familiar with our Witch Clan’s rituals?" The Wu Clan Elder showed a hint of surprise.

"I read about it in an ancient book." Ghost Teng Master said impassively.

"Our Witch Clan has long been obliterated in the river of time, yet to think that Your Excellency could still find classics that record our history. It seems you have quite a fate with our clan. My name is Matu, I am the Chief of the White Teeth Tribe." The Wu Clan Elder returned the bow.

"So, it is Chief Matu, a pleasure. Earlier I had some misunderstandings with two warriors of your tribe and wounded one of their battle beasts. I beseech the Chief for forgiveness, how should I compensate?" Ghost Teng Master sincerely spoke, while retrieving two bone knives and a bone spear, handing them back to the two Wu Clan Youth in front of him.

Although the two youths still had a hostile look towards Ghost Teng Master, the anger on their faces also subsided somewhat, they extended their hands and accepted the two weapons.

"Since it was a misunderstanding, there’s no need for compensation. Although our Witch Clan has declined, we are not lacking a battle beast. It seems Ghost Teng Fellow Daoist isn’t alone on this island, since other Daoist friends are nearby, please reveal yourselves too." Chief Matu looked sharply around with a keen gaze.

"Haha, Chief Matu’s divine power is impressive, to be able to detect our presence, I admire that." Yan Lie’s voice sounded, a blaze of fire came from afar and fell at the entrance of the valley, revealing the figures of Yan Lie and Wanshui Zhenren.

On another side, a pink light flashed; Tao Xiang, Liu Hong, and Li Biao also emerged.

On the ground in front of the valley, a burst of yellow light flashed, and Tian Sanqi emerged from Underground.

Shen Luo’s gaze darkened slightly, he was inside the Free and Easy Mirror and couldn’t conveniently invoke his Divine Sense to inspect the surroundings, he hadn’t noticed that the others had somehow arrived.

The six of them were all True Immortals. Although the Wu Clan didn’t cultivate the Divine Soul, they could still sense the cultivation levels of Yan Lie and others. The warriors of the White Teeth Tribe immediately stirred and wore a wary look on their faces.

"Your Fellow Daoists possess extraordinary strengths and are not nameless beings, why come to our isolated island?" Chief Matu also furrowed his brows, seemingly not expecting the newcomers to be so formidable.

"We are monks from the Boundless Sand Sea area of the Human World, who happened to enter this Secret Realm and are investigating the Cave Mansions and graveyards of some High People from the past buried here. May I ask if the Chief can give us some guidance? Upon investigating this island, we will immediately leave and won’t cause any trouble to your tribe," Yan Lie said directly with a smile.

In fact, they had already searched throughout the island, but other than this Wu Clan Tribe, they found nothing else.

The White Teeth Tribe was large in number and not weak in strength, but aside from Chief Matu, the rest were all below the level of a True Immortal.

If Yan Lie and the others’ cultivation were just as when they entered the Secret Realm, they naturally wouldn’t dare to be so unreasonable towards the White Teeth Tribe. However, their cultivation had greatly advanced over the years, and they had obtained many powerful Magical Treasures throughout the Secret Realm, their strength was no longer comparable to before, and they felt no need for subtlety, thus directly stating their purpose.

"Indeed you are outsiders, truth be told, there indeed lies a mausoleum on this island, belonging to my clan’s ancestor, the Great Witch Houyi," Chief Matu’s gaze swept across the seven people and after a silent moment, he slowly spoke.

"Great Witch Houyi!" Yan Lie trembled.

Other people were also startled, but then they showed a joyous look.

"Great Witch Houyi? Is it the mighty one who shot down nine suns in Ancient Times?" Shen Luo turned to Fire Spirit Child after hearing this.

"Yes, but the merits of Great Witch Houyi are not just about shooting down nine suns. During the time of Ancient Yao, when ten suns rose together, they scorched the crops and killed the plants, and the people had nothing to eat. Yakshalaya, Zhuo Tooth, Nine Infants, Great Wind, Feng Xi, Xiu Snake were all causing harm to the people. Yao then ordered Houyi to kill Zhuo Tooth in Chouhua Wilderness, slay Nine Infants on the fierce waters, capture Great Wind in Qingqiu Marsh, shoot the ten suns above and kill Yakshalaya below, sever Xiu Snake in Dongting, and trap Feng Xi in the mulberry forest. All people rejoiced and set Yao as the Heavenly Emperor," Fire Spirit Child slowly said.

"So that’s how it is." Shen Luo suddenly realized, a trace of joy flashed across his eyes.

Such mausoleums of ancient mighty beings must surely contain astonishing treasures.

"After the fall of the Great God Houyi, he suppressed mystical artifacts within the mausoleum, hoping that brave and strong successors could inherit his divine power and treasures to benefit the Three Realms," Chief Matu said calmly as he continued.

"Where is Houyi’s Tomb?" Yan Lie, unable to resist the itch in his heart, his body surged with a glowing fire, seemingly wanting to grab Chief Matu and demand answers.

"The Great God’s tomb chamber is nearby. Since you have arrived here, you are also fated with the Great God Houyi. Unfortunately, since it is getting late today, it is not advisable to go there now. Fellow cultivators can stay at our tribe for the night, and tomorrow I will take you to the mausoleum. Whether you can receive the legacy of the Great God depends on your own fate," Chief Matu said in an even tone, as if he saw nothing.

Yan Lie and others originally planned to seize him the moment he hesitated in his words, but hearing him agree so readily to lead them, they were stunned for a moment, and so were the others, with no one responding for a while.

"What, do you not wish to go?" Chief Matu looked at them.

"Cough, since the chief is willing to lead the way, of course, we will go. However, as a little girl, I am curious, we are after all outsiders, why would the chief agree so readily to take us there? You are of the Witch Clan, wouldn’t it be better if you inherited the power of Great Witch Houyi?" Tao Xiang coughed and asked in a tactful tone.

"We of the White Teeth Tribe are but a small tribe under the command of Great God Houyi. After the Great God perished here, he entrusted my tribe to guard this place generation after generation, awaiting the emergence of his successor. As long as they are not evil demons or the like, anyone who arrives at this island, we will lead them to the mausoleum. Our Witch Clan bloodline is too weak to bear the mighty power of Great God Houyi, how would we dare to touch it?" Chief Matu shook his head as he spoke.

Hearing this, Tao Xiang and the others exchanged glances in secret and nodded slightly.

"Always making all of you stand outside is truly rude, please come into the valley," Chief Matu said with a smile, turning around to lead the way, while the originally cautious Wu Clan warriors had already cleared a passageway, their faces now solemn.

Yan Lie, Tao Xiang, and others exchanged glances without showing any fear, and together entered the valley.

Whether it was due to the simplistic conditions of this island or the Witch Tribe people’s disregard for appearances, the constructions within the valley were very primitive. The houses were built from large stones piled up or wooden materials, quite rudimentary.

The only structure in the valley that was elaborate was an altar, towering atop was a chimney-like giant stone pillar several tens of feet high.

Below the stone pillar chimney, there was an object resembling a furnace, with intricate Witch text inscribed around it and the bones of many monsters being burned inside. Plumes of black smoke billowed from within the stone pillar, pouring into the heavy dark clouds in the sky.

"May I ask the chief, what is this?" Tao Xiang paused and looked at the chimney on the altar and asked.