The legendary warrior Chapter 1248 Desolate Sorcery Tribe's Patriarch

"Look at this! What is this power called? I haven't seen this before," Ricky murmured as he narrowed
his eyes at the energy halos.

"It's the power from the two primitive cultivation methods. It showed up right after we killed Chris and
destroyed the two evil statues," Mordechai explained briefly.

"All we have to do now is to refine the two streams of powers and continue to absorb the two primitive
cultivation methods. As soon as that's done, we will get the complete primitive cultivation methods," he
added.

"Oh, I see. So, I guess that it'll be a breeze for us defeating the Devil Flood Dragon tribe's leader once
we master them.

Let's put in our efforts for this. Surely, we'll find a way to remove all the Infant Ancestry Evil Spirit in
your ancestral land after we bring down that Devil Flood Dragon. But now, we should keep on working
to improve our strength since we can't do that just yet," Ricky replied.

Soon after, they sat down cross-legged and started to work seriously on the energy halos.

Only when they had successfully fused the energies could they acquire the complete primitive
cultivation methods and all their powers.

As they focused on their work, changes were happening in the ancestral land of the Desolate Sorcery
tribe.

Meanwhile, the thick Infant Ancestry Evil Spirit had faded away slowly and was gradually being
replaced by reddish-yellow light. Not long after, the blood-dark land was turning into the barren hills and
yellow sand.



Undoubtedly, the source of the Infant Ancestry Evil Spirit in the ancestral land came from the two evil
statues and Chris. And now that they had already been destroyed, the ancestral land was returning to
normal little by little.

However, the ancestral land, that hosted a variety of sources of the Infant Ancestry Evil Spirit, had been
eroded by the Infant Ancestry Evil Spirit for eons. Therefore, the ancestral land had only gotten rid of
half the said evil spirit.

So, generally speaking, half of the Desolate Sorcery tribe's ancestral land was packed with the energy
of ruin, while evil spirit filled the other half.

Meanwhile, after two rigorous months of cultivation, Ricky and Mordechai had come out and had finally
awakened.

During the past two months, the two of them painstakingly comprehended and cultivated the two
primitive cultivation methods.

Initially, warriors were not supposed to make breakthroughs in the Sealed Land. However, they had
made progress in their cultivation level because they absorbed the power of the two primitive cultivation
methods instead of the power of the Sealed Land.

At that moment, Mordechai's strength was close to that of a three-star lower spiritual emperor at peak
state, while Ricky was close to becoming a three-star lower spiritual emperor.

"Primitive cultivation methods are truly awesome. Despite being in the Sealed Land, I find it amazing
that we were still able to break through after integrating them," Ricky exclaimed in excitement as soon
as he felt his new and stronger power.

"Wow, I guess that acquiring the primitive cultivation method of the Ultimate Golden Body would make
you happier than making breakthroughs. Essentially, only the ancestral devils and people in our tribe



could be a match for you in terms of physical strength now. If other creatures got their hands on the
primitive cultivation method of the Ultimate Golden Body, I don't think they could achieve where you are
right now,"

Mordechai commended with a little bit of laughter in his voice.

"Wow, that's something new coming from you. I never expected that at all that praise from you, pal!
That's great," Ricky responded with overflowing joy as he smiled from ear to ear.

"Ha-ha!" Mordechai let out a loud laugh as a reply.

Not long after, both of them began to take note of the changes that were taking place in the ancestral
land.

"Well, by the looks of it, your ancestral land is on its way back to normal all because of our victory.
However, restoring this place back to its former glory is no easy task. After all, it has been eroded by
the Infant Ancestry Evil Spirit for far too long," Ricky commented.

"But this is a good sign," Mordechai added. "At least, the Infant Ancestry Evil Spirit is not scattered
around the place. Don't worry. My people and I will try our best to get it back to normal."

Afterwards, the duo prepared to leave and go all out to destroy the leader of the Devil Flood Dragon
tribe to smithereens.

Just as they were about to leave, the Sources of Golden Body inside Ricky's body and Mordechai's
suddenly emitted lights simultaneously.

"Wait, hold up. What is going on?" Ricky asked his companion, confused.

"I don't have any idea!" Mordechai shook his head, sharing the same sentiments as Ricky.



At that moment, there was nothing they could do but watch the two light beams slowly morph into an
old man.

None of them had ever expected that this light would eventually turn into a shadowy figure.

As the man materialized, they both looked at him in an attempt to identify who the man was.
Immediately, Mordechai's eyes widened in shock when he realized that the elder looked pretty much
familiar. Half-kneeling on the ground, he kowtowed and said, "Patriarch!"

'Wait, did he just call him patriarch? So, he must be the patriarch of the Desolate Sorcery tribe,' Ricky
thought to himself before bowing before the elder and showing him respect.

"Good! Very good! I didn't expect that our tribe could produce such a strong descendant. It looks like
that our tribe has the chance to rise again," the old man said with a hint of happiness in his voice.

"I'm flattered, sir!" Mordechai replied as he got up from kneeling.

Soon after, the patriarch of the Desolate Sorcery tribe placed his eyes on Ricky as if scrutinizing him.
Then, he said with admiration, "Young man, I see that you are even more amazing than him. You even
have successfully cultivated the chaotic power. I see a lot of potential in you. Perhaps, you have the
potential to be a top warrior one day."

"I'm flattered by your words, sir!" Ricky bowed his head a little as he replied politely.

Meanwhile, the patriarch of the Desolate Sorcery tribe continued to express his gratitude to Ricky. "And
I also want to thank you. Our ancestral land would be still engulfed by the Infant Ancestry Evil Spirit if it
weren't for you."

"Sir, it's our foremost duty to eliminate the devils. I just did what a creature from the continent was
supposed to do," Ricky responded humbly.



"I'm glad to hear that. It looks like the primitive cultivation method of the Ultimate Golden Body I left has
finally found a good master," the patriarch of the Desolate Sorcery tribe said gladly as he was in a good
mood. Apparently, Ricky's words pleased him.

"Sir, is this your real body?" Mordechai suddenly cut in.

"This is the mutant I left in the two primitive cultivation methods. My mutant can't sense me because I
was exiled to the chaos due to the sealing array," the patriarch answered.

"Moreover, I still can't enter the continent even if my real body is safe now. More than ever, I would like
to thank you for what you've done.

If you hadn't destroyed the two evil cultivation methods, the main source of the Infant Ancestry Evil
Spirit would still be there and I wouldn't have been able to regain my freedom."

"Sir, do you have any idea on how to remove the rest of the evil spirit here?" Mordechai asked all of a
sudden.

"I left this mutant here for this moment. But before I tell you how to get rid of it, I think you would
appreciate this useful stuff I have for you two," the patriarch of the Desolate Sorcery tribe responded.

Of course, both Mordechai and Ricky got so excited to hear that the patriarch even got them a gift. With
joy in their eyes, they leaned in closer as they waited for the big reveal.

Undoubtedly, the patriarch's gift must be something very valuable.

Soon after, the patriarch's mutant suddenly opened his mouth, releasing a reddish-yellow tripod.

The wild fires formed by the patriarch's mutant kept on burning around it.



"Sir, is this the Heavenly Sorcery Tripod, the one regarded as the key to controlling our ancestral land?"
Mordechai asked, with his eyes glued to the tripod.

"Yes, that's it, the Heavenly Sorcery Tripod. It is considered to be very essential to our ancestral land. It
is said that whoever gets it will keep our ancestral land under his control. As soon as things are done
here, I will give it to you,"

the patriarch assured Mordechai.

"Uhm, I beg your pardon, sir? I mean, this just sounds too good to be true," Mordechai said as he
stared at the old man in complete disbelief.

"You heard me the first time. You've acquired the primitive cultivation method of the Sorcerous Combat
Body. And only you can be recognized by the Heavenly Sorcery Tripod," the patriarch
said.


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