The earth was collapsing. Broken walls and ruins could be seen everywhere. The familiar villagers’ faces were full of dust and fear. Under the collapsed houses in the distance, blood was flowing out. The sounds of sobbing and crying continued to reach the ears.
What everyone saw and heard at this moment was such a scene.
A figure suddenly stood up.
The noon sun fell from the highest point of the sky. Everyone squinted their eyes and felt that this figure was familiar, with a trace of sadness and desolation at this time.
The next moment, everyone saw that the person who stood up from the crowd and walked towards the huge demon step by step with determination was their Village Chief.
Many villagers couldn’t remember how old Village Chief was this year. In many people’s impression, when they were still young, he was the Village Chief, and it seemed that he had always been like this. But if they thought about it carefully, it didn’t seem that Village Chief’s back was as weak as it was now several decades ago. He was much stronger when walking than he was now.
In the past few decades, everyone in the village knew that when Village Chief was young, he was once a warrior who had fought with the bandits from Dragon Spine Mountain. However, Stone Drake Village had never been attacked by bandits for so many years. Therefore, he had never a chance to show off in front of the villagers.
Although occasionally, there would be juniors who were immature and wanted to exchange pointers with Village Chief in the name of asking for guidance, he always refused with a smile. He said that it would be laughed at if the elders bullied the younger generation. Or he would say something like that it was a taboo in the cultivation world to bully the weak.
In short, no one had ever seen the village chief who claimed to be warrior made a move.
In the early years, there were naturally some people who were not convinced. But later, Village Chief did indeed do things for the village. Even some of the youths in the village also had extraordinary skills because of his verbal guidance.
Although no warrior had appeared, everyone still saw the changes in the village. Therefore, Village Chief gradually became respected by the Villagers and became the most intelligent elder in the village. Moreover, a group of youths in the village had already begun to learn martial arts at the age of ten under the guidance of the village chief and the villagers with extraordinary skills.
According to Village Chief, in the next twenty years, there would definitely be a warrior of True Martial Realm appearing in Stone Drake Village, and at that time, the village’s life would be better.
A village chief who claimed to be a warrior had obtained the approval and respect of the villagers with his wisdom and foresight. As for the fact that he always said that he was a warrior, if Village Chief hadn’t mentioned it from time to time, many people would have forgotten about it.
By now, the fact that Village Chief was a warrior had become a friendly joke among the villagers. No one cared if the village chief was really a warrior.
Even if he was a warrior, what would they expect him to do since he was so old?
However, today, the village was attacked by a terrifying demon and all the Villagers were facing death. No one dared to resist, but the old village chief stood up. Although he was old and his body was not as strong as before, warriors not only needed to cultivate themselves, but also to protect the climate under their feet.
Under everyone’s panicked and puzzled gazes, Village Chief walked step by step to where his home should have been. The house made of green bricks had just been smashed into ruins by the purple-gold ape not long ago.
Village Chief searched through the ruins and then bent down with his back to the crowd.
“Eh?” The villagers who saw this scene couldn’t help but ask in confusion.
Even Village Chief’s son was quietly shouting from afar, “Father… Father, what are you doing? Come back quickly!”
This thought could not help but come to everyone’s minds, “Village Chief was getting old, and he was greatly stimulated today, so he went crazy…”
But, Village Chief’s waist suddenly sank down. His thin back suddenly burst out an aura of iron and blood. A smell of blood and fire surged out from his body.
With a loud shout, Village Chief’s arm reached into the ruins and then violently pulled up.
Crack! Swoosh!
A dark golden long saber was suddenly pulled out of the ruins by him. When he turned around again, Village Chief’s smiling face carried a serious and resolute expression that they had never seen before. There was a sharp light in his eyes. Under the coarse cloth gown, there seemed to be endless power gushing out.
Not far away, the villagers could feel the changes in Village Chief’s body. Everyone couldn’t help but widen their eyes.
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