Chapter 1962: What the proverb says

After clearing up the remaining traces in the cave, Yang Chen finally got up.
"Next, where are we going?"
Ling Yuyao sighed, rubbed her stiff neck, and looked at Yang Chen, who seemed to be worried.
After a long time, Yang Chen turned his head. He was standing at the entrance of the cave. The light outside the cave was slightly brighter, and his slightly thin figure was very clearly outlined.
"These giants seem to know something...especially the priestess."
Priestess Gallo only thought that her eyes had been concealed extremely hidden, but she did not expect that the throbbing in her heart could not escape Yang Chen, a person who mastered the law of time.
When Ling Yuyao was still wondering, she saw a cloud of light mist appearing in the open space between her and Yang Chen.
And soon, these clusters of light fog quickly differentiated.
An indescribable sense of separation appeared in this space, and under Ling Yuyao's gaze, a strange scene appeared.
"Is this yesterday?"
She murmured, her brows only frowned.
Yang Chen said nothing, quietly watching the calculation of the haze in front of him.
Different from Floating Dao Chang's ability to calculate, Yang Chen's technique derived from the law of time and space in the long river of time is called repeating the real past events.
Yesterday, in front of the cave mansion, those giants dancing with their hands and bowing their heads to Yang Chen's affairs were completely revealed under the evolution of these scattered light fogs.
Because the two people's perceptions are extremely keen, the picture calculated by the haze can't even escape the giant's expression at a certain moment.
Of course, when the priestess Galo concealed in the corner, the look of panic fell in the eyes of the two.
"When she saw you from the beginning, something was wrong."
Ling Yuyao looked at Yang Chen's direction worriedly, and whispered to him.
"Hmm... It seems that she is really hiding something from us, otherwise, I would think that there is no need for them to have too much contact with us."
Yang Chen's words are based on his observations.
"Why is this? I think that although they are huge in size, they are not so powerful in terms of strength. If they surrender to you, there shouldn't be anything strange, right?"
What Ling Yuyao was telling was the truth. The giants that appeared on the Asura Path looked terrifying, but in terms of strength, they were not half of the Six Gods.
Before coming here, among the people who met Yang Chen and the others, only the priestess touched the threshold of Daluo Jinxian a little bit, but Yang Chen and Ling Yuyao, where is the combat power that can be measured only by realm?
"Yao'er, Asura is not in this world. Common sense cannot be used as a criterion for judgment here."
Yang Chen looked at Ling Yuyao with gentle eyes, and said with a soft smile.
"All the creatures here are militants. The priestess said that she is here to investigate our situation. Actually, look at the manpower she brought, I am afraid this is just a small part of the group of giants. ."
"If they really want to come to seek revenge, they can defeat us by relying on the tactics of the sea of ​​people. In the current situation, she clearly knew our existence a long time ago, and has no intention of fighting us at all."
Yang Chen paused, the fog in front of him was still in the calculation, until the last scene appeared, when the priestess's meaningful glance was clearly captured by the two before they left, Yang Chen also squinted his eyes:
"To stop Shura from killing evil, this priestess must know something."
...
"High Priest, you are back..."
As many giant birds landed and raised high dust on the ground, Jia Luo lightly jumped off the bird's back, and several giants crawled on the ground, seemingly waiting here long ago.
No one saw the stiff tremor on his face when he lowered his head.
"Shaoli, it seems that you are right. It is indeed the two gods who killed the patriarch, and this trip is not in vain. The two gods have already promised to protect us, as the patriarch, Let you sit down for the time being."
The priestess said faintly, the majesty in the conversation appeared every moment, making people feel that she was the patriarch, and the giant named Shaoli who was kneeling on the ground was a servant.
However, when the priestess finished speaking, Shaoli did not get up for a long time, and Jia Luo, who was puzzled in his heart, asked again:
"Shaoli, do you have any questions?"
"By the way, the sacred beast of Jaiju has been killed by the two upper gods, and there is no need to think about the sacrifice of Jaiju in the future."
Having said this, Galo suddenly remembered something, and finally turned and left.
Only Shao Li, who is now the patriarch, was stuck in place, seemingly unable to calm his mood for a long time.
This is natural.
After all, Shao Li didn't think that the high priest could come back intact, let alone the lie he had pulled out before, it turned out to be true at this moment.
Taking advantage of the power of his minions, he ascended to the position of patriarch. What he thought was to get rid of the high priest from the clan and then plant a puppet. Then, the entire clan would be his paradise.
For an ambitious man like him, the high priest is an eye-catcher, as well.
But now?
"Patriarch?"
"Patriarch? Are you okay?"
"The big competition in the clan, don't we need to continue?"
The two giants behind them looked at the very rich expressions at this moment with a little worry, and they didn't seem to understand why their patriarch would now show such an expression.
"No more!"
Unexpectedly, Shaoli turned his head and yelled at them, yelling at two people who were just kind.
As if to breathe, Shaoli's chest fell together, and then he quickly left the entrance of the clan land.

On the other side, the priestess Jia Luo, who had just bid farewell to Yang Chen and the others, had already placed herself in the clan's hall.
"The power of time..."
"And that little starlight and fairy body, is it really the person in the prophecy?"
She dullly knelt in front of the ancestral stele. The ancestral stele, dozens of feet high, was made of indigo-colored stubborn stone. In this claustrophobic hall, it exudes a cold breath all the time.
This is the most important treasure in their clan.
Yes, unlike other Asura groups, their treasure of the town clan has no combat effectiveness, just a stone monument.
Among the giants, the ancestral training passed down for thousands of generations is engraved on this stone tablet, which is mastered by the high priest of the clan and inherited the mission of passing on to the next generation.
But Gallo was confused.
Because their ethnic group has gone through all the previous things, how can anyone credulously believe in this so-called ten thousand years mantra?