Reborn 80,000 Years

Chapter 1969: Past Events

At the same time that the meeting of the four kings was being held, Yang Chen and Ling Yuyao, who were far away from the giant clan in the southwest of the Shura world, were also being entertained by the giant clan's high priest Jialuo.

The crux of the problem is that the Asura named King Pozhi whom Yang Chen accidentally bumped into, when he heard that Yang Chen unexpectedly met King Pozhi, one of the four kings of Shura, even Jialuo didn't even think about it for a moment. Now I know how to speak.

"Are you talking about that bastard who tried his best to drive us giants away?"

The silence in the room was finally broken by Shaoli who woke up.

After repeatedly confirming that he was indeed not dreaming, Shaoli accepted the reality.

After all, as long as Yang Chen and Ling Yuyao are not Asuras, he can give in to everything.

"Shaoli..."

Jialuo glanced at Shaoli, trying to get him to stop talking nonsense.

But Shaoli looked unconcerned:

"Why, whether the two supreme gods are going to believe my words or the words of the high priest, let's talk first. I don't care."

Standing up from the ground, Shaoli leaned against the bookshelf made of ancient solid stone.

He looked more than twice taller than Yang Chen, but in front of High Priest Jia Luo, he behaved like a child.

Crossing his arms, Shao Li looked indifferent and glanced to the side as if to let out a sigh of relief.

"With less strength, don't be rude."

Jialuo, whose face turned a little ugly, was quite angry. It was Shaoli's temperament that made him have a bad reputation in the clan. If the previous clan leader hadn't died unexpectedly, the giant clan would be in urgent need of a very powerful person temporarily. Leading the position of clan leader——

Otherwise, there would be no way that the position of clan leader would fall to Shaoli.

"Sister! We really don't have time!"

"You keep saying that you are waiting for the prophecy, but now that the people in the prophecy are here, you still have to be so cautious. Have you really forgotten how your father was tortured to death by that bastard Po Zhi?"

Shaoli's rage made Yang Chen extremely surprised. Being yelled at by Shaoli, Jialuo slowly took two steps back, and his expression changed from the previous indifference to struggle.

"Sister? Are you still family?"

Yang Chen smiled. No matter how you looked at it, Shaoli looked like a bully in the clan, while Jialuo was mature enough to make Yang Chen wonder if she really had no feelings.

As a result, these two people...

"I made you two laugh. My younger brother has a naughty temperament, but his strength is pretty good, but he's still not good enough in front of you two."

"So, Lord Supreme God, do you want to believe what I say? My eldest sister is always like this, hesitant in everything, which ultimately leads to my giant clan being forced to do this. If she doesn't want to say it, then Let me tell you!"

"I trust you."

What Shaoli didn't expect was that Yang Chen's answer was very quick, which even made Shaoli think that he had heard wrongly.

He originally thought that a strong man like Yang Chen must have some arrogance of his own——

"I believe you, but I will choose whether to help you or not, so you'd better not hide anything and tell me everything you know."

Yang Chen stretched out his hand to stop Jia Luo who was about to continue speaking, and signaled her to let Shaoli speak first.

Shaoli looked a little embarrassed, probably because the situation changed too quickly, but anyway, Shaoli cleared his throat and told everything he knew.

——Especially about the great war that year, which ultimately resulted in the giant race being expelled from the territory of the four Shura tribes. Now they have become a tribe in the land of alienation, and they are constantly hunted down by powerful beings like King Po-chi.

After a long time...

When they heard the truth about the war 80,000 years ago, Yang Chen and Ling Yuyao fell into deep silence.

"It turns out that this is where she first came..."

Yang Chen smiled bitterly.

"The demon fox Qitian, are you talking about the mortal world?"

Ling Yuyao asked cautiously. In fact, she almost knew the answer, but looking at Yang Chen's face, she knew that Yang Chen must have mixed feelings in his heart at this moment.

"It should be."

"But I didn't expect that she would experience so much in the Shura world and participate in such a huge battle."

Yang Chen raised his eyes again and looked at Shaoli beside him:

"So what did you giants do in that battle? I saw it in your ancient books. You were once comparable to giant gods."

After hearing Yang Chen's words, Shaoli laughed at himself:

"Ah, that's right... Nowadays, the strongest members of the whole tribe are only the giants who are in the golden elixir immortal realm. Back then, they were actually subordinates of the giant gods. How ridiculous."

"We are traitors."

"Our ancestor, the giant known as the Near Titan, did he fight as the companion of Lord Demon Fox back then."

"The funny thing is, he escaped before the final battle began, and escaped without saying a word."

"Finally, he came back here, and he came back here safely and without incident!"

Shaoli's fists squeaked when he clenched them, and hearing the sound of them being squeezed out from between his teeth, it always felt like he wanted to bite his teeth into pieces.

"I just said the final result."

"We won in the lower realm, but Lord Demon Fox was taken away by those heavenly beings, and this battle has nothing to do with our giant race... No, it does!"

Shaoli's mood suddenly dropped.

"It is precisely because of the ancestor's escape that Master Demon Fox was captured by those heavenly beings!"

"When he attacks, it's like thunder!"

"Why did he run away! Why did he run away! How could he run away!"

Shaoli finally couldn't control his emotions, as if he had witnessed the war that year. He beat the ground crazily, causing the whole house to shake. A lot of dust fell on the beams, and was finally killed by Yang. Chen waved away with his hand.

Jialuo listened on the sidelines, and finally took off her long-term disguise, slowly sat on the ground, and turned down the high priest's bag on her head. Under such a figure, Jialuo looked like an ordinary weak woman of the human race. General.

"So that's King Po Chi?"

Yang Chen frowned and continued to ask.

"Who knows, I heard that he was not King Po-Zhi back then, that was his father, but it seems that he also fought side by side with Lord Demon Fox."

"So, he and you seem to have very similar ideas."

Yang Chen looked at the extremely depressed Shaoli, who was kneeling on the ground, and said as if he was teasing.

"This is a fact."

"So I don't mind him chasing us, but I just want everyone to know that the Shura people are definitely not cowards!"

"Even if I am really killed by King Po Zhi, I hope I can fight until the last moment, instead of being so useless - the giant race can no longer reproduce, and we are the last generation."