Chapter 40: Teacher and Student, Father and Son

  After listening to Tatal Zhang's crazy words, the High Priest remained silent. Old Liu also understood through his spiritual connection that he had been belittled by him. However, what could be done? The situation was stronger than people, and the opponent could easily crush himself. Old Liu was no longer in his hot-blooded years and didn't need to get angry over this. It was better to say less nonsense and defeat his opponent as quickly as possible.

  He said so much nonsense, it's probably just an empty threat. Looking at their deep master-disciple relationship, I don't want to disturb them either. Why don't I leave first? Old Liu thought to himself, but he didn't dare move for half a day. At this moment, both Liu Ting and the High Priest were under Tatara's mental control, and any slight movement might provoke his attack. Although he thought that this guy wouldn't hurt him, a small innocent bug like himself, if the other party had mental problems, it was hard to say. Old Liu didn't dare joke about his own life. Unexpectedly, Tatara smiled at him calmly, stretched out a pale and slender palm, and slowly raised it to his chest. In the palm of his hand, there was actually a blue sphere the size of an infant's head floating in mid-air, with many blocky impurities and tiny particles suspended within, making it look murky and indistinguishable from anything else. If one had to say what it resembled, it would only be that Earth Globe from his past life.

  "Are we going to attack?!" Old Liu calmed down, instantly entering a state of combat, with a burst of lightning flashing on the surface of his body. After a few flashes, it condensed into an electric arc, which was grasped by Old Liu in one hand, making a throwing motion like Zeus, the king of the gods of Olympus. This was also a skill that Old Liu had finally learned under the guidance of the High Priest - Thunder God Spear, but with his current strength, the power he could exert would not be too great. It's probably not even as powerful as a single bullet. Although he was well aware of this, at this moment, he couldn't afford to escape, and in Old Liu's heart, he had already made preparations for a desperate battle.

  "Don't be nervous." At the critical moment, the calm and composed high priest stopped the extremely tense Old Liu and said to this outsider who had not seen many grand scenes and was not good at handling pressure: "He is not trying to attack us. Take a closer look."

  Old Liu was about to speak, but saw Tatal's five fingers lightly turn, the sphere suspended in his hand suddenly flew up and exploded with a loud noise in the high altitude of several hundred meters, forming a large piece of water flow wrapped in mud, pouring down from the sky.

  "What!" Old Liu looked up at the torrential flood rushing down from the sky, feeling as if a burst dam was surging towards him. Although it wasn't targeting him, it shrouded thousands of meters of land, leaving no room for escape. On the other hand, the High Priest calmly planted his wooden staff in the mud, and another faint barrier rose from the ground, shielding all their personnel within. Despite the torrent being like a bursting dam, with the heavenly river reversing its flow, it couldn't shake this barrier in the slightest. In the end, it flowed back into the swamp, forming a small lake.

  "What's going on? Water system magic?" Old Liu asked the High Priest with a strange expression.

  The high priest shook his head: "It was the steam from the Morak and Sludge Monster (the scientific name for the eighteen-armed giant) fighting area that he sucked all the way down, draining it completely."

  "?" Old Liu's mind flashed a question mark, but the next moment was suddenly enlightened, and exclaimed: "In order to prevent explosion? What a terrible judgment!"

  It's not difficult to drain the water from a land segment, and the ancient water pumps could easily do it. The current water system magicians can also do it. However, Tatal had learned the forbidden techniques of the Barbarian Empire, perhaps later having some strange encounters, learning some miscellaneous things, but essentially still unable to compare with the mainstream world's magicians. Yet he was able to make judgments during the intense battle between the two-headed beasts, quietly draining all the accumulated water and swamp gas from the fiercely contested area, clearing away all obstacles along the way for Morak, allowing this war machine to move unimpeded, killing the mud monster. What's frightening is that at this time, this guy was still exchanging blows with the high priest, without showing any signs of warning. This kind of profound mind, this kind of precise judgment ability, this kind of divine control talent, is worthy of being the strongest force in the secular world, second only to the existence of the gods!

  "You've grown up and have your own thoughts now." After a long while, the High Priest silently put away his wooden staff and smiled self-mockingly: "Perhaps what you said is right. But my will won't change. You can mock my obstinacy, mock my foolishness, but my conviction won't change in the slightest because of that."

  "I was willing to return to your side and serve you, but you've truly disappointed me, teacher!" Tatal took a deep breath and sneered, "In these years, I have traversed the vast Hilman grasslands, ventured into the extremely cold and uninhabited aurora ice canyon, and even visited the lands of human civilization. I've seen much and learned much. Over the years, I've come to understand one truth: only the power in your own hands is the most real! Only it will not betray you! Everything else is just an illusion."

  "You have strayed from the path." The high priest shook his head in sorrow, a bitter taste filling his mouth.

  "Enough idle chatter! After all these years, I've been rigorously practicing the forbidden arts, condensing the Scarlet Fire Dragon God, and cultivating the Void Dragon. It's all been for this moment - to return here and gain your recognition! But now, you still refuse to acknowledge me?!" Tatara suddenly took two steps forward, staring intently at the High Priest with a hint of agitation, saying: "Then let me fight you instead, Teacher! Let's see who's right!"

  "Halt!" A loud shout suddenly came from afar. The earth suddenly emitted a massive, unbearable sound of collapse, and after a fierce tremor, a middle-aged barbarian rushed over like a bullet, covering hundreds of meters in the blink of an eye. Before he even arrived, a dazzling crescent moon slash was suddenly drawn out!

  Tatal sneered, and behind him, as if he had grown eyes, his scattered hair stood up without wind, floating up, and on the back of his neck, a pair of eyes opened, revealing a fiery red dragon's image!

  Red Fire Dragon God! The giant dragon let out a loud roar, and the Half Moon Knife Light instantly dissipated. The Maoshan who rushed to rescue was also a muffled hum, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and was actually hit by an unstoppable force.

  Whoa! Two short knives wrapped in iron locks came one after another, and the contempt that had just appeared on Tatar's face turned into shock. His whole body was like standing on a turntable, with no movement at all, but suddenly flipped over. Seeing the two short knives about to stab his head, Tatar's cheeks bulged, and he opened his mouth to spew out a gust of wind, sweeping everything in front of him clean!

  "Prohibited Art - Ghost Swallow!" Tatal coldly glanced, reversing the bone spear in his hand. Suddenly, a ghostly head with a ferocious howl flew out along with the hurricane, just like a fly that had caught wind of blood, and didn't need anyone to guide it, as it could find the hidden eagle attacking from the shadows. In an instant, it attached itself to the young man's body, and with two hisses, extinguished the flames on him.

  "Ghostly entwinement!" Tatal's finger pointed, and thousands of tendrils burst out of the ground, binding the struggling eagle into a tight knot. At this moment, Mangshan rushed up again, with a giant rhino-like beast following closely behind him.

  "Dorcla the giant beast? It's really nostalgic, it must be one of the remaining ones from the Giant Beast Legion back then. I didn't think there would only be one left." After solving the problem of Eagle, who had the ability to restrain himself, Tatal was disdainful of the remaining stronger Mongshan, and at this time, he even had the leisure to slowly and elegantly let out a sigh of emotion. Adding to that, his hand was always unintentionally pointing at the High Priest and Liu Ting, which was distracting him from focusing on multiple things. He completely dominated this battle with an overwhelming advantage."

  "Mangshan! Stop, don't make a futile sacrifice!" The high priest shouted in a low voice, the sound reaching Mangshan's ears but unable to stop this stubborn and barbaric man for even half a second. On the contrary, he tightly grasped the hatchet in his hand, jumped up, and chopped down with one knife, bursting out a hoarse roar!

  Tataer sneered coldly, placing his palm in front of his mouth and blowing gently. Suddenly, without warning, the fierce warrior Maoshan, who was ready to sacrifice himself to save the High Priest, fell to the ground, curled up into a ball, with an abnormal crimson color spreading across his entire body. The giant Dolkla beast that had been charging behind him also let out a mournful howl, its four legs weakening as it knelt to the ground, unable to get back up.

  "Kerrick's poison technique?" The high priest took a deep breath and muttered: "I didn't think you'd even learn this."

  "It's just a trivial skill. Only forbidden techniques are the true way, that's what you taught me back then." Tatar seemed to have only done something insignificant, but it also stirred up memories of his childhood. For a moment, it even gave this overwhelmingly powerful super expert an inexplicable feeling.

  Kurik is the father of that unlucky bear, Ursa. He was pursued by the high priest, Bari, and ultimately killed. Ursa wandered around for a while before joining the strongest black bear tribe, where he relied on his father's reputation to get by. Although this kid himself didn't have any talent and couldn't achieve anything, what he learned was authentic and genuine, being the orthodox secret techniques passed down through generations of high priests, unknown to outsiders. Naturally, Ursa wouldn't have any integrity, and when Tatal asked him about it, he almost didn't need to ask before spilling everything out. In the end, he even took out a handwritten copy that his old man had written before he died, letting Tatal get a huge bargain for free. Moreover, after Tatal thought deeply and added many new things, the poisonous techniques passed down by Kurik had already been changed beyond recognition, becoming its own unique style. However, its power was even greater, and it was silent and invisible, subtly surpassing Kurik's original version, rivaling him in strength.