CHAPTER 991: CHAPTER 903: BARBARIAN CLAN STRONGHOLD (THIRD UPDATE)

On the distant mountainside, the Barbarian Warriors were all dumbfounded, including the Barbarian Elders who widened their eyes in disbelief at everything that had just happened.

The person who descended from the sky was not only unscathed by countless lightning strikes, but had also collapsed half the mountain. Was he a Divine residing in the Nine Heavens?

Soon, the myriad of Heavenly Thunder dissipated, the dark clouds vanished, and the world became bright again.

However, many Barbarian Warriors dared not make a rash move, watching from afar the collapsed mountain, observing, unsure if the Divine who fell from the sky was dead.

After waiting for half the day, there was still no movement there, so the elder immediately decided to go see what exactly had happened.

Yet some Barbarian Warriors were quite fearful, advising the elder not to act rashly or go, fearing the Divine might think they were desecrating him, thus bringing divine wrath upon the entire Barbarian Clan.

"No, if we stand by and do nothing, the Divine might be even more furious. Besides, considering Lord Barbaric God above, that Divine Lord wouldn’t punish us," the elder spoke, obviously more authoritative, and the Barbarian Warriors behind him evidently believed his words.

A group of Barbarian Warriors rushed forward, even the Barbarian youth temporarily threw down the Five Snake Bear. When they rushed over, each of them drew in a sharp breath.

Because in the charred divine pit of the mountain that was blown apart by the thunder, there was indeed a figure lying there, completely charred, but astonishingly, there was no pulverized flesh, not even any damage to the body.

It was an elegant and handsome young man.

Is this the Divine that descended from the Nine Heavens? How extraordinary indeed!

Everyone revered the Divine, looking at the young man with great awe, even though he was unconscious.

"Divine Lord, our apologies," said the elder, moving forward to check the young Divine’s breath, finding him not dead, but just with very weak breath.

The elder gave orders: "Quickly prepare the best stretcher, with the finest furs cushioned, to bring the Divine Lord back to the settlement and let him rest properly."

The Barbarian Warriors had already prepared a stretcher, made of two thick bones and the furs of a Demon Beast, very simple but soft, and under the care of two Barbarian Warriors, it moved as steadily as walking on flat ground, without any signs of shaking.

The young Divine lay securely on the stretcher, not moving at all. If it weren’t for his chest slightly rising and falling, others would have believed this Divine from the Nine Heavens was dead already.

Just as they were returning, they discovered a terrifying large pit not far from the settlement, with swathes of ancient trees destroyed, and in the center of the pit, a bronze spear was stuck into the ground, half-buried, appearing ancient and unadorned, with a very old design.

Naturally, it drew attention, suspected to be the Divine Lord’s weapon, lost here, and the elder also ordered it to be brought back. However, a Barbarian Warrior went forward and found it impossible to pull out, even after expending all his strength.

This seemingly ordinary bronze spear was seemingly as heavy as ten thousand jun, unable to be pulled out.

This shocked and intrigued the many Barbarian Warriors, who all went forward, but without exception could not pull it out, including the standout of the younger generation, the Barbarian youth, who was a zhang tall with extraordinary strength, seemingly capable of lifting mountains and shaking rivers.

But when he came to the spear and held the relatively small spear with his large hands, the size of sandpots, he found that even his immense strength could not pull it out, only slightly trembling it a few times.

This scene surprised him greatly, and even when a group of Barbarian Warriors went forward, they couldn’t pull the spear out, nor could the elder, who was astonished to find it immovable. Finally, realizing the extraordinary nature of this Divine Weapon, they decided to leave it there and let the Divine Lord pull it out himself after he awoke if it indeed belonged to him.

This was a thriving settlement, standing on the edge of the Million Mountains, also a part of the Barbaric Mountains, far from being so dangerous, with thousands of clansmen, all tall and robust, belonging to the Barbarian Clan, and naturally born warriors.

Generally speaking, the women were reasonably normally sized, though petite, but compared to outsiders, they were considered tall, wearing animal skin clothing, far from as large and brawny as the men.

On this day, the settlement became lively.

Not only because they had killed one of the Million Mountains’ lords, the Five Snake Bear, but also because Elder Wang Mann’s team brought back a Divine Lord who had fallen from the Nine Heavens, capable of withstanding countless lightning strikes without harm and having collapsed half a mountain without injury, prompting many Barbarians to crowd around, wanting to see what the Divine Lord from the Nine Heavens looked like.

But the Clan Leader and other elders stopped their actions, saying that the Divine Lord needed to rest now and should not be disturbed, lest the Divine Lord awaken and become angry, bringing punishment upon the settlement, which slightly tempered the clansmen’s enthusiasm, but they still kept a close watch.

At the center of the settlement, in a wooden house built by the lakeside, in the Clan Leader’s house, the Divine Lord brought back from the Million Mountains by Elder Wang Mann lay on the Clan Leader’s animal skin bed, still not awakened.

Fortunately, although the breath was weak, it was long and steady, clearly not in grave condition.

It was just that the Divine Lord remained deeply asleep and unconscious for ten days without waking, causing concern among the Barbarians.

Even with the Clan’s strongest elder and Clan Leader present, capable of sensing the powerful vitality dormant in the Divine Lord, they were still unclear about his condition or why he hadn’t awakened.

Finally, the Clan Leader went outside the settlement to specially invite an old Divine Doctor, known to be the best doctor within a few thousand li, knowledgeable in some mysterious Qimen Daoist Skills, renowned for his healing abilities. Many significant figures in this Desolate Domain, when ill or injured, sought his treatment.

The white-haired old Divine Doctor exchanged a few words with the Clan Leader, elder, and others, then entered, seeing the young man with closed eyes on the large bed and listening to some speculations in the settlement as well as introductions from the Clan Leader and others, knowing it was the Divine Lord, without delay, he started diagnosing.

But no matter how he examined, he felt that although the Divine Lord’s breath was long and calm, there was no trace of Primordial Spirit activity.

How could this be!

Generally speaking, for a Cultivator, the most important thing is not the Physical Body but the Primordial Spirit, which is fundamental. However, if the Primordial Spirit is lost, leaving only the Physical Body, it is nothing but a walking corpse.

Could this be a deceased Divine?

The old Divine Doctor, disregarding the potential offense, extended a wisp of Divine Sense to probe into the Divine Lord’s Mud Ball Palace, but found it difficult to enter, as if encountering immense resistance.

He furrowed his brows, about to probe again, when suddenly, the Divine Lord opened his eyes, looking at him, causing the old Divine Doctor to feel as though he had fallen into an ice cellar, his entire body shuddering!