"There's someone here …"
Fang Chen was shocked. How could there be a human here?
Where had he come to?
He clearly remembered that he had entered the bottom of the galaxy, and when he had chased after the hand bone, he had been submerged and lost consciousness.
"Boss, let's go and ask," the Little Mouse said.
On a small hill in front of them, a young shepherd boy was holding a whip and herding cows.
Below the small hill, a bronze-colored bull was eating grass with its head lowered.
Feeling the fluctuation of aura, the bull suddenly raised its head and roared at the sky, a sharp aura exploding from its body.
Fang Chen's eyes widened, and he was shocked.
The aura of this bull was not inferior to the Little Mouse's.
In other words, this bull's strength was at least at the ninth level of the Heavenly Body Tier, or even higher.
"This …"
Fang Chen was shocked. Such a powerful bull could not be considered weak in the world of demonic beasts.
Why was it willing to be herded by a young shepherd boy? Could it be that this young shepherd boy was an elite?
"I have no ill intentions," Fang Chen said hurriedly when he saw that the bull was angry.
"Xiao Hei."
The young shepherd boy stopped the bull's actions.
Hearing this, the bull roared angrily and lowered its head to continue eating grass.
Fang Chen came to the young shepherd boy.
"Little brother," Fang Chen said apologetically.
"Are you from the outside world?" the young shepherd boy asked as he looked at Fang Chen with his clear eyes.
Fang Chen nodded and did not hide anything.
"Where is this place? Are there other people here?" Fang Chen asked.
"This is the Saint's Village. There are many people in the village," the young shepherd boy said.
"I heard from the older generation that our Saint's Village was once very glorious. Many powerful warriors left the Saint's Village and went to the outside world.
"You must be a warrior that left the Saint's Village in the past, right?"
Fang Chen heard this and was slightly moved.
It seemed that the young shepherd boy thought of him as a warrior of the Saint's Village.
He nodded without batting an eyelid. He had just arrived and did not know how to leave.
He could not expose his identity. Otherwise, there would be danger.
"How many people are left in the Village of the Saints?" Fang Chen asked. "Why are you here?"
When he finished speaking, Fang Chen did not forget to add, "I was once seriously injured and lost part of my memory."
"Brother, come with me."
The little shepherd boy called out to Mang Niu and then led Fang Chen towards the Saint's Village.
Not too long later, the Saint's Village came into sight.
The Saint Village was surrounded by mountains on three sides and water in front of it. The environment was very elegant.
"A paradise."
Fang Chen sighed in his heart. This place stood aloof from worldly affairs. No one in the outside world knew of this place.
When they arrived at the Saint's Village, the Shepherd Boy shouted loudly.
"The warriors of the Saint Village have returned."
"What warrior returned?"
"Heavens, the warrior actually came back!"
"Hahaha, our warriors have returned. Is our Saint's Village going to rise?"
Many excited voices came from the Saint Village.
Not long after, about a hundred martial artists gathered at the village entrance.
There were old and young, big and small.
"Little Boy, what's going on?" A couple walked out from the crowd and asked in a low voice.
"Father, Mother, our warriors have returned."
With that, the little shepherd boy pointed at Fang Chen.
Immediately, all the villagers' gazes fell on Fang Chen.
"Warrior!"
The Village Chief was an old man. His face was filled with excitement as he walked in front of Fang Chen.
"Our warriors have returned, hahaha."
The Village Chief was very excited. He did not have any doubts about Fang Chen's identity.
Because only he knew that only a true warrior could return to the Saint's Village. No one else could impersonate him.
"Village Chief."
Fang Chen said.
"I lost some of my memories in the great war. My memories of the Saint's Village are very vague. I don't remember anything." Fang Chen explained.
In fact, he was trying to cover up his identity.
"It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back."
The Village Chief said excitedly.
Once, the Saint's Village was very powerful.
Especially their first Village Chief, who was an unparalleled expert.
At that time, there were countless powerful warriors in the Saint's Village.
However, for some unknown reason, the Village Chief of the Saint's Village left the Saint's Village with the powerful warriors.
Before leaving, the Village Chief told the villagers that the Saint's Village was sealed. If the warriors returned one day, the Saint's Village would rise again.
Fang Chen secretly sized up the villagers. Almost all the villagers in the Saint's Village were martial artists of the Heavenly Body Tier. There was also a small portion of martial artists of the Creation Tier.
Such a Village Chief actually had such battle prowess. He was even more powerful than some of the powerful Sects on the Old Hua Islands.
After chatting with Fang Chen for a while, the Village Chief said, "Everyone, disperse. The warriors have just returned and need to rest."
"Little Boy, bring the warriors to your house," the Village Chief instructed.
The little shepherd boy happily brought Fang Chen back to his house.
The villagers of the Saint's Village looked at Fang Chen with eyes full of respect.
The warriors of the Saint's Village were the greatest. They deserved respect.
"Lord Warrior, you can stay here for now," the little shepherd boy said.
Fang Chen nodded and said, "Can you give me some information about the Saint's Village?"
The little shepherd boy quickly left and came back with a book in a short while.
"Lord Warrior, this book records the origin of our Saint's Village until now. Take a look. If you need anything, call me," the little shepherd boy said.
The Saint's Village was a very mystical village.
Fang Chen did not know where the village was.
However, he guessed that the entrance should be at the bottom of the galaxy. Otherwise, he would not have been able to enter.
"They did not suspect my identity at all. Moreover, according to the little shepherd boy, only the warriors of the Saint's Village could return. But I came in. Why is that?"
While thinking, Fang Chen thought of the mysterious hand bone.
"Could it be …"
Fang Chen thought of a possibility. The owner of the hand bone was a warrior of the Saint's Village when he was alive.
This was the only explanation that made sense.
After thinking for a moment, Fang Chen flipped open the book.
Fang Chen did not know anything about the Saint's Village. He did not feel safe.
The first page of the book was an introduction to the origin of the Saint's Village.
The first village chief of the Saint's Village, the Sky Prison Saint.
"It seems that it was named after him," Fang Chen said.
The book recorded that the Sky Prison Saint was very powerful, but it did not specify.
Next, it was the development of the Saint's Village.
An hour later, Fang Chen finished reading the book.
The first village chief of the Saint's Village, the Sky Prison Saint, led his people to this paradise and established the Saint's Village.
All along, the Saint's Village had been isolated from the world.
However, one day.
The Sky Prison Saint led a large number of warriors and left the Saint's Village.
After that, there was no news.
The Saint's Village quickly fell from its previous peak.
Now, it had fallen to the bottom.
As for the powerful beasts in the Saint's Village, they were the descendants of the beasts that the Sky Prison Saint had subdued.
The Sky Prison Saint was very powerful, and the beasts that he had subdued were also very powerful.
However, he was unable to transcend and was destined to be unable to escape the erosion of time.
After the Sky Prison Saint left, the powerful beasts gradually died.
The descendants of the beasts, on the other hand, survived generation after generation.
Although these beasts were powerful, there was only one thought in their minds, and that was to protect the Saint's Village.
Gradually, they merged with the villagers of the Saint's Village, and they were happy and harmonious.
"What a magical Saint's Village," Fang Chen said to himself.
The origin of the Saint's Village was not very attractive to Fang Chen.
The only thing that Fang Chen was curious about was the Sky Prison Saint.
However, when he turned to the last page, his expression changed slightly.
There was no writing on this page, only a picture.
In this picture, there were two figures. One of them was holding a long sword, and from his appearance, one could tell that this person was very strong.
The other person was standing opposite him, and behind him, there was a large number of villagers.
Judging from his clothes, he should be from the Saint's Village.
"Yes, he is the Sky Prison Saint."
Fang Chen recognized the figure in the picture.
He was the Sky Prison Saint, the unparalleled powerhouse of the Saint's Village.
"Who is this sword-wielding powerhouse? Why is he confronting the Sky Prison Saint?"
Fang Chen racked his brains.
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Suddenly, the Little Mouse appeared.
"Boss, do you think this sword-wielding powerhouse is the Sword Emperor?"
Hearing this, Fang Chen's eyes widened.
"Sword-wielding powerhouse, the Sword Emperor."
Fang Chen muttered, his eyes filled with excitement.
"Although there is only a one in ten thousand chance, we can't give up."