“Senior brother, someone’s inside.”

Liou Yunfeng stepped out of the small hut, caught sight of Xu Yang, and showed no surprise at all—he winked at Xu Yang, then quickly slipped away.

Xu Yang paused slightly at the door, then strode in.

Inside, Tuoba Hongyu sat cross-legged on the bed, her face pale as paper.

She slowly opened her eyes at the sound of approaching footsteps.

Upon seeing Xu Yang, her slender eyes quivered faintly!

After a brief deathly silence, Tuoba Hongyu offered a desolate smile: “You ought to mock me.”

She’d tried time and again to control or kill Xu Yang, and not once had she succeeded!

And in the end, she had fallen to such a pitiful state!

“Is there any point?”

Xu Yang replied without the slightest care.

“Indeed, there is no point!”

Tuoba Hongyu took a deep breath, stowed away her pitiful smile, and fixed her gaze on Xu Yang: “I suppose I have no choice left!”

“The Barbarian Race’s treasured artifact—I will give it to you!”

“You can even kill me, if you wish!”

“But I have a single request!”

Xu Yang hadn’t expected Tuoba Hongyu to be so decisive, but his face carried no discernible reaction: “Go ahead, speak.”

“Kill Song Yuanhao and his son!”

“If you must kill me, wait until you have killed them first!”

Tuoba Hongyu knew well that she wasn’t qualified in the least to avenge her clan!

The vast Barbarian Race, now in a single night, had become a mere shadow of its former self!

The power wielded by Song Yuanhao and his son for Great Hao was beyond imagination!

No matter how astonishing her aptitude or potential, she was still incapable of contending against Great Hao.

Only Daqian!

Or perhaps… Xu Yang!

Tuoba Hongyu’s condition was both within Xu Yang’s expectation and beyond it.

But recalling her past behavior, it wasn’t altogether surprising!

This woman remained clear-minded—even now!

The condition was entirely reasonable.

Song Yuanhao and his son were also Xu Yang’s sworn enemies!

In time to come, they would certainly have a battle to determine life and death!

Xu Yang nodded slightly: “I promise you.”

“The treasure you brought out—what is it?”

Seeing Xu Yang’s utterly calm demeanor, a flash of disappointment and loneliness flickered in Tuoba Hongyu’s eyes, but she quickly regained her composure.

She no longer hoped for anything more.

To survive was already a blessing!

Just as she’d thought before—even falling into Xu Yang’s hands was a thousand times better than falling into Song Yuanhao’s!

“The Barbarian God Hall!”

“Within, the space forms a separate world, akin to a secret realm, able to withstand the assault of a True Lord!”

“And the flow of time inside is a hundred times faster than that of the outside world!”

A hundredfold?

Xu Yang could not help but inhale sharply.

A hundredfold—what manner of concept was that?

One day outside equals a hundred days inside!

Leaving aside everything else, that alone was enough to make it a supreme treasure!

One could cultivate inside for a year as though spending a hundred years outside!

Even for formidable Martial Artists—how many lifetimes of several hundred years do they have?

Take Meng Ziqiu—his lifespan was fast approaching its end, with nowhere left to turn!

If he had such a treasure, even without need of elixirs, a hundred years of cultivation inside might well allow him to break free of his shackles!

For a great clan, if their juniors were to cultivate in such a place, the outcome would be unimaginable, even terrifying.

Xu Yang swallowed hard, a gleam surging in his gaze as he fixed upon Tuoba Hongyu: “If the Barbarian Race had such a treasure, how could you be powerless to resist Song Yuanhao and his son?”

Tuoba Hongyu revealed a bitter smile: “The foundation of my Barbarian Race—at some unknown point—they already seized it.”

“Song Tianchou’s methods were perfectly tailored to suppress my royal father—he could subdue him in just a few moves!”

Hiss—!

Xu Yang’s expression shifted again and again!

Just those few words made him realize Song Yuanhao and his son were even more formidable than he’d imagined!

That Prince who failed to seize the throne years ago—who knew how many treasures and stratagems he’d left behind!

Zheng Xuan’s dying words resurfaced in Xu Yang’s mind, and suddenly he realized that the Daqian he knew was nothing like the real Daqian!

“Moreover, every Martial Artist who enters the Barbarian God Hall for the first time will receive guidance from the Barbarian God!”

“Guidance from the Barbarian God?”

Xu Yang’s eyes narrowed tight.

Tuoba Hongyu explained: “The Barbarian God is the founder of our clan, but just how mighty he was, and where he came from, even my father knows little; but he was infinitely powerful.”

“The Barbarian God within the Hall is but a projection, devoid of consciousness, relying solely on his instincts to offer guidance.”

Guidance in martial ways would be of immense benefit to most Martial Artists!

As for himself, Xu Yang ran through the cultivation techniques he’d refined.

For his techniques were rather unique, and one could say he groped his own way forward!

Even though most aspects were now smooth, if he could obtain guidance at the Barbarian God’s level, it would be a rare opportunity!

Much like Gu Jun—sometimes a single offhand remark could grant sudden clarity, sparing years of detours!

In short, the Barbarian God Hall was undeniably a supreme treasure!

Its value far surpassed the Asura Blood Book!

If word got out…

Xu Yang felt a chill in his heart—if this leaked, countless hidden experts would emerge from the shadows.

A single Barbarian God Hall could last for generations, even forever, so long as one did not self-destruct; one could remain powerful on its account!

Pfft!

Suddenly, Tuoba Hongyu spat out a mouthful of blood. Her tall frame shuddered, and her already pallid face grew ghastlier still.

Her brow trembled—an eerie glow spun and surged forth, hovering in midair!

Shrouded by the mysterious light, a miniature dark-golden hall, no larger than a palm and exquisitely lifelike, revealed itself!

The Barbarian God Hall!

Xu Yang stared fixedly at the Hall, his heart pounding wildly.

With such a treasure before him, who could remain calm?

Xu Yang clenched his hands hard, wrenched his gaze away, and saw Tuoba Hongyu collapsing powerlessly onto the bed.

“How are you?”

He darted to the bedside, his face complex.

Tuoba Hongyu tilted her head weakly, forcing out a smile: “It’s fine.”

To relinquish such a treasure came at great cost to her!

But in this place, before Xu Yang, that cost meant nothing at all!

Xu Yang drew out a pill and handed it to Tuoba Hongyu, then said in a deep voice: “Thank you for the treasure. Rest easy and stay here!”

“Moreover, I will not kill you!”

With that—

Xu Yang snatched up the Barbarian God Hall and strode out of the room.

Tuoba Hongyu clutched the pill in her palm, and smiled bitterly in defeat.

Soon after Xu Yang had left, two sneaky feminine figures crept into the chamber.

It was Su Yun and Bai Jingxue!

“Princess of the Barbarians!”

Su Yun fixed her gaze upon Tuoba Hongyu, mischief gleaming in her eyes.

Tuoba Hongyu just stared blankly at the two women, unsure of their intent.

…

“Teacher, this is the Barbarian Race’s supreme treasure!”

Xu Yang stepped into a secluded valley, handing the Barbarian God Hall to Gu Jun.

Beside him, Liou Yunfeng watched with intense curiosity.

Gu Jun examined the Hall with great interest; soon, however, his countenance became grave.

Noticing this, Xu Yang raised his brow slightly.

Gu Jun drew in a deep breath, speaking solemnly: “This treasure is extraordinary—even I cannot discern its workings!”

“There’s a power inside that unsettles me; it seems not of this world!”

“Not of this world?”

Xu Yang and Liou Yunfeng exclaimed in astonishment.

“Correct!” Gu Jun nodded faintly.

He looked at Xu Yang: “I think you should make a trip to Daqian’s imperial capital.”

“To be honest, some secrets—I am deeply curious about them as well!”

Xu Yang’s expression flickered, and he nodded heavily.

Suddenly, Gu Jun’s face changed dramatically.

“True Lord?”

“More than one—damn it!”

He stared hard out into the distance, brows furrowed: “Boy, these guests bear ill intent!”

Xu Yang spun around, scanning, but detected nothing unusual.

But Gu Jun’s words were anything but groundless!

More than one True Lord?

“Teacher…”

Gu Jun fixed his gaze on the Barbarian God Hall, his voice low and grave: “Quick, start refining the treasure—I’ll hold them off as long as I can!”

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