I Contracted All Ancient Divine Artifacts-Chapter 417 - 316: High Priest

Jiuli, Hejian Tribe.

The frail wizard caressed the white elixir in his hand, a look of satisfaction on his face.

As he swallowed the elixir in one gulp, abundant and potent life energy began to nourish his long-parched body.

The life force he had depleted through practicing the wizard’s technique also began to be slowly replenished.

The frail wizard’s body started to become plump, and his appearance, which seemed to be of seventy or eighty years old, gradually returned to looking like someone in their forties or fifties.

He reopened his eyes, letting out a long breath.

"You did well."

"How long does it take to refine such an elixir?"

"Half a year, plus a fortune in herbs," Han Zhan replied without hesitation.

Han Zhan’s answer left Li Wu beside him dumbfounded.

Isn’t this blatantly lying with open eyes?

He had watched Han Zhan personally refine this kind of white elixir just yesterday, and it didn’t take long for him to produce a large pot, just like frying sugar beans.

Do you not take the wizard seriously at all? With his intelligence, can he believe your nonsense?

Li Wu was anxious in his heart, thinking about how to help Han Zhan cover up this situation.

Unexpectedly, the wizard standing opposite actually nodded. "As it should be. Elixirs that enhance life energy are rare, let alone ones that can boost it to such a vast extent."

"This must be an unspoken secret of your tribe."

Whatever you say is right, Han Zhan thought to himself, and he nodded along.

After the wizard said this, he turned his head to the other side, and Li Hui felt a chill running down his back from being stared at like this.

Before Li Hui could react, yellow-brown roots burst from the ground beneath his feet, wrapping him up like a dumpling.

"Delaying an important opportunity, your crime is severe. I will exercise the High Priest’s authority to punish you."

The wizard’s actions were a reciprocation of favors.

With the elixir from Han Zhan being genuinely effective, the wizard wanted to consolidate relations with Han Zhan and naturally needed to deal with the problem of Li Hui.

At the same time, the process of punishing Li Hui could be shown to Li Wu as a deterrent to others.

The unfortunate Li Hui hadn’t figured out what was happening. After having painstakingly invited the wizard over and deliberately taking a beating from Li Wu, he still ended up being punished in the end?

What was this all for?

...

Time passed by.

Li Hui was thrown aside, bound by the roots, like a piece of garbage.

Looking at his miserable state, it seemed he wouldn’t dare to stir trouble with Li Wu and the others again for a long time.

The wizard, with his semi-clouded eyes, scanned Li Wu and then fixed his gaze on Han Zhan.

"Sir Wizard, rest assured, as soon as I have a refined elixir, I will offer it to you first!"

Han Zhan’s sensible response greatly pleased the wizard, who nodded before turning to leave.

Just as Han Zhan and Li Wu breathed a sigh of relief, the entire ground of Hejian Village suddenly trembled violently.

The intense tremor caused them to shudder uncontrollably.

Han Zhan was startled by this sudden change, thinking it might be an attack by spirits again.

Unexpectedly, the wizard and Li Wu’s expressions were surprisingly calm.

It was only then that Han Zhan noticed they were looking up, their gaze fixed on something.

Following their gaze, Han Zhan also saw what he wanted to see.

It was an enormous giant!

If Li Wu, at the Tier Seven Peak, could transform into a giant ten meters tall as a priest of the Jiuli Race.

Then what Han Zhan was seeing now was something that completely eclipsed Li Wu; even just standing there, it was a hundred meters tall!

A body larger than a mountain made it look as if it reached into the clouds.

Moreover, what impressed Han Zhan the most at first glance was the unbelievably fat layers of meat on its body.

They piled up layer upon layer, looking like pieces hanging down from its body, akin to sumo wrestlers in a previous life, filled with fat.

These, without a doubt, were the flesh of the High Priest, who was coveted daily by the Jiuli Clan’s warriors!

Yes, the entity appearing outside Hejian Village was indeed the returning High Priest!

The High Priest did not enter the village.

For if he did, the properly constructed Hejian Village would likely be crushed under his massive steps.

The appearance of the High Priest was a usual sight for the Jiuli Clan people of Hejian Village, something they were accustomed to.

The High Priest stopped at the edge of Hejian Village.

He was a giant walking among the clouds, and only when he stopped could one see the swirling path of clouds he left behind.

In the next second, he plopped down to sit.

Rumble!

The enormous sound was like rolling thunder, continuous and ceaseless.

The ground shook with even greater intensity, as if an earthquake were imminent.

This prompted Han Zhan to marvel at the unmatched resilience of the Wilderness of Zhulu’s Fruit World; its land was truly legendary.

If the High Priest were on Blue Star with such a drop, wouldn’t it cause mountains to crumble, lava to erupt, and pierce through the earth’s core directly?

Before Han Zhan’s internal complaints ended, the seated High Priest suddenly moved.

He stretched his neck towards Hejian Village, leaning his massive body forward.

With this motion, the entire sky seemed to darken suddenly, as the large round, fleshy face of the High Priest overshadowed a significant part of the village.

The High Priest’s gaze ultimately settled on Li Wu’s residence.

Then he extended his tongue...

Han Zhan only saw a giant pink tongue descend from the sky, flexible yet swift, sweeping across with an overwhelming presence.

The wizard had indeed taken Han Zhan’s elixir and owed him a favor.

In the instant that giant tongue swept over, he thrust his staff down, pulling both Han Zhan and Li Wu away from its trajectory.

Bang!

Li Wu’s dwelling was reduced to rubble.

Amidst the debris, black ink-like substance swiftly vaporized, attempting to blend into the air.

The High Priest’s giant fleshy tongue, astonishingly agile, maneuvered in the air, quickly swallowing up all that ink.

"So, the High Priest attacked Li Wu’s house because he sensed traces of spirits once there?"

"Polluted herbs, those spirits extracted through Heaven’s Origin, even when broken down to their smallest forms, have not completely dissipated?"

"The High Priest swallows all these spirits into his belly with his tongue, what kind of action is that, can the High Priest eat spirits?"

Han Zhan harbored many doubts in his heart.

Then, he witnessed an even more astonishing scene:

After devouring the numerous spirits within the polluted herbs, the High Priest belched loudly.

Immediately after, on the surface of the High Priest’s skin covering those thick layers of fat, a dense layer of "white scales" began to appear.

"Itchy!"