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"You are the spiritual type Spirit Master, don't try to confuse me!!"
Yan Qingjie's eyes suddenly burst out with two sharp cold lights.
He unceremoniously lit up the Fifth Soul Ring under his feet, and a cold and violent aura spread crazily around him centered on him.
At that moment, the entire Sea God Lake seemed to be stirred by an invisible giant hand to stir up the deep current.
The sounds of countless ghosts crying and wolf howling suddenly exploded from under the lake, like thousands of dead souls breaking free from the abyss at the same time.
The shrill screams and mournful wails intertwined into a terrifying sound wave that made people go numb.
Countless translucent soul shadows surged out from Yan Qingjie's body, rushing towards Long Zhanye like a released prisoner.
Those souls have different shapes, some have ferocious faces, and some are twisted and whimpering.
Each shadow carries a penetrating and corrosive nature, sweeping in like a gray-white torrent.
When Long Zhanye saw this, without any hesitation, he suddenly stepped onto the Sea God Lake water with both feet.
A violent and powerful Soul Power suddenly exploded with him as the center of the circle, like a mountain torrent bursting out of a bank.
The forest-white Killing Intent carried an unparalleled impact and pushed around like an invisible giant wall.
The countless phantoms of souls came into contact with the Killing Intent.
Just like the smoke blown away by the strong wind, they retreated, collapsed, and were annihilated, turning into nothingness.
Immediately afterwards.
Scapegoat of Long Zhanye finally released his Soul Ring of First Martial Soul.
Five red, one platinum, plus two red, eight Soul Rings lit up in sequence, and the terrifying Soul Power pressure instantly enveloped the entire Sea God Lake.
The water waves above the lake were motionless under the pressure of that momentum, and even the dust in the air seemed to have stagnated and floated under the pressure.
That scene.
Everyone on the field was completely shocked.
The onlookers' eyes widened and their mouths opened.
They could only feel the terrifying aura exuded by the eight Soul Ring, but because their own cultivation level was too low, they were unable to see through the true strength of Long Zhanye Scapegoat.
In their eyes, this "senior" in black robe is just a Soul Douluo with incredible Soul Ring Configuration.
Such Soul Ring Configuration is appalling even at the Soul Douluo level.
Yan Qingjie was also frightened by the coercion emitted by the eight Soul Ring, and his figure froze.
After all, he was only fourteen years old. No matter how talented he was, he still felt the fear welling up from the depths of his bones and blood when facing such a crushing existence.
And at that moment when he was stunned, Long Zhanye's Scapegoat didn't hesitate at all.
The figure approached him, and his right hand slashed towards the back of his head at an extremely fast speed.
Yan Qingjie's eyes turned white, and his body fell softly as if all his strength had been drained away.
Long Zhanye's Scapegoat grabbed his body and carried him on his shoulders.
The toes tapped the water surface again, and like a silent black lightning, the figure flew out from above Sea God Lake.
Before everyone could recover from the shock, they had disappeared into the depths of the night.
It wasn't until his figure was completely submerged in the darkness that exclamations and discussions erupted one after another on the lake shore.
Beibei and Xu Sanshi looked at each other. This Sea God's Fate Matchmaking Tournament event ended in such an incredible way.
Long Zhanye Scapegoat's Scapegoat took his brother all the way out of Shrek City, found a remote and quiet house, and then gently put Yan Qingjie down.
He sat cross-legged opposite the young man, closed his eyes, and used spirit Divine Power as a medium to remember everything about the Long Family.
That massacre, that bloody engagement banquet, the figure of the father lying in a pool of blood, the mother's grief-stricken face -
All, completely poured into Yan Qingjie's Sea of Consciousness.
Yan Qingjie's brows were furrowed, and his face was still changing even though he was in a coma, as if he was having a long and painful nightmare.
When he woke up from the impact of that memory, his clear eyes were filled with incredible confusion and wavering.
He was panting heavily, as if he had just emerged from deep water. After a long time, he struggled to squeeze out a sentence:
"You are lying... you are bewitching me..."
Long Zhanye's Scapegoat looked at him quietly, with only a kind of deep patience and sadness in his eyes.
He said, "You and I are both Body Martial Soul. Don't you think there is some kind of strange connection between us?"
"Because you are my biological brother, and we are flesh and blood. You can't fool anyone with that feeling."
Yan Qingjie bit his lip, clenching and unclenching his fists, loosening and clenching them again, and there was a fierce struggle in those originally clear eyes:
"There are so many Body Martial Soul in the world... are they all one family?"
"Did you admit the wrong person? Let me go quickly... I don't want to listen to your nonsense..."
Scapegoat of Long Zhanye did not argue.
He just raised his hand silently, and the Sky-Propping Eye on his forehead suddenly opened.
A bright golden light illuminated the entire house.
He spread out the corner of the future he had glimpsed in his Sky-Propping Eye into Sea of Consciousness of Yan Qingjie.
Yan Qingjie's figure trembled violently again.
Scapegoat of Long Zhanye spoke slowly, "Fourteen years ago, Xuan Zi of Shrek led a team to bloodbath our home."
"My father was beaten to death on the spot, my mother was traumatized and became Evil Soul Master, and your whereabouts are unknown..."
"Everyone thought you were dead... Now, I have rescued my mother from Evil Soul Master."
"I found you too."
"Whether you choose to stay in the place that has raised you for thirteen years but colluded with the enemy who killed your father, or whether you want to recognize us, it is your choice."
Yan Qingjie was silent for a long time.
His eyes stayed on Long Zhanye's face for a long time.
Finally, he spoke slowly, his voice hoarse and hesitant. "My last name... is the same as Dean Yan Shaozhe."
"He adopted me and trained me for thirteen years... If what you said is true, then I want to... go back to the Body Sect."
"Look at our mothers."
Long Zhanye's Scapegoat suddenly turned around, and in those deep eyes, light seemed to suddenly explode.
He didn't say much, he just patted Yan Qingjie heavily on the shoulder.
Immediately, he took the young man with him and cut through the night sky like two meteors, rushing towards the direction of the Body Sect.
When they arrived at the Body Sect Mountain Gate, the sky was already turning white.
The body of Long Zhanye personally brought his mother Dantai Jing to the welcoming hall.
When Dantai Jing saw the figure standing at the door of the temple, she froze in place.
On that weather-beaten face, tears welled up without warning.
Her lips trembled, and she reached out her hand but didn't dare to touch it.
Yan Qingjie also stared blankly at the tearful woman in front of him.
Thirteen years are enough to turn a swaddling baby into a tall and upright teenager.
It is enough to turn a mother in her prime into a woman who has experienced many vicissitudes of life.
They could no longer recognize each other, but the sense of closeness that surged from the depths of their blood tightly tied them together like an invisible string.
Among the sects, several Elder with the most senior qualifications stepped forward one after another.
Elder Xu spoke with kind eyes, "My child, your pupils are gray, somewhat similar to your appearance when you were a child."
"I hugged you when you were a child. If you don't believe me, ask Immunity Douluo to check your body."
"He has diagnosed the constitution of everyone in the Body Sect. You can tell whether it is right or wrong at a glance."
Yan Qingjie hesitated for a moment, and finally took a step forward and stretched out his arm.
Immunity Douluo Elder Yu, walked forward slowly and gently pressed his palms on his shoulders. A gentle Soul Power penetrated into the depths of his meridians like silk threads.
After a moment, Immunity Douluo slowly retracted his palm, and a determined smile appeared on the old face:
"Your physique and the direction of your meridians are exactly the same as the child I met fourteen years ago."
"Can't be wrong."
"You are the youngest son of the sect mother and the biological brother of the sect master Long."
This sentence is like the final hammer that seals all the suspense.
Dantai Jing burst into tears the moment he heard those words.
She rushed forward suddenly and hugged Yan Qingjie tightly into her arms.
Those arms held him tightly like a mother bird protecting her chicks, and she murmured in a choked and trembling voice:
"Son... for the past thirteen years, my mother has hardly recognized you... my son..."
Yan Qingjie was hugged tightly by her mother's warm and trembling embrace.
From the strangeness and confusion when they first met, to the sense of familiarity and belonging that surged into his heart like a tide at this moment, his tight heartstrings finally broke.
He couldn't bear it any longer, and hugged his mother, tears welling up in his eyes, his voice filled with all the longing for the past thirteen years:
"Mom... I always thought you were all dead... I always thought you didn't want me anymore..."
In the main hall, everyone stood quietly and watched the mother and son recognize each other after thirteen years.
After a long time, Yan Qingjie slowly raised his head, and a sense of determination surged in his eyes filled with tears:
"The person who raised me for thirteen years turned out to be the person who harmed our whole family... From today on, I am no longer Shrek's person."
"I am the enemy of Shrek - Xuan Zi, Ma Xiaotao, who killed my father. I will definitely make them pay back a hundred times!"
Long Zhanye heard this, walked up slowly, patted his brother's shoulder gently, and said in a gentle voice:
"Leave the matter of revenge to the second and eldest brothers. You are still young and not strong enough to participate in such a battle."
"Stay in the sect and practice hard. That day will not be too far away."
Yan Qingjie looked up at his second brother, whom he had just met. In those young and fiery eyes, there was both a firm will to fight and an infinite longing for the future.
He nodded solemnly, said nothing, and just held his mother's hand tighter.