Seeing the stone gate slowly open, all the members of the war clan held their breath and stared at the stone gate. As before, a huge sense of dysfunction came out of the stone gate. The members of the war clan present retreated a hundred meters away and stared at the stone gate in surprise.
At the entrance of the stone gate of the violent altar, a huge figure was slowly coming out of it. Seeing this huge figure, all members of the War Clan released the ancient flame armor. When Zhan Yu saw the blurry figure, she trembled all over. Did she fail?
Looking at the fat man in a crazy state, holding a blood-filled corpse in his arms, he walked out, and all the people from the war clan were about to take action to take the fat man off. The fat man walked out of the stone gate of the violent altar. After seeing so many people, he roared wildly.
An angry expression appeared in his eyes. Just as everyone was alert, Da Zhuang's figure flashed and appeared in front of the fat man. The members of the War Clan around him did not expect that there was a guy who was not afraid of death who dared to go directly to the War Clan who was crazy.
Just as the members of the War Clan all thought that the fat man was going to hit Da Zhuang, but unexpectedly, the fat man was still standing there. When Da Zhuang saw Wang Huan covered in blood, his face turned gloomy and asked, "Fatty, how are he doing with the young master?"
When the person in front of him was Da Zhuang, the fat man gradually faded away and returned to the fat man who was 1.6 meters tall. The people of the War Clan were completely stunned when they saw this scene. Da Zhuang was not a member of the War Clan, but why was this so?
This strong man just appeared in front of the fat man, and the fat man took the initiative to fade away from his madness? Isn't it a failure, but a success? However, people from the War Clan have never seen members of the War Clan who can take the initiative to fade away from his madness. The fat man is an exception.
"Dazhuang, don't worry, Wang Huan is fine, he is just in a coma..." Before the fat man finished speaking, a huge amount of mental power was released from Wang Huan, and with a roar, the huge mental power in the air continued to surge like a tide.
Da Zhuang and Fatty, when they saw the scene in front of them, they were stunned. Wang Huan's body was surrounded by huge mental power and slowly floated up. Fatty and Da Zhuang, both of them hurriedly retreated, staring at Wang Huan with horror on their faces.
Breakthrough! That's right, this is a sign of the breakthrough of the Potion King. Not only Fatty and Dazhuang were stunned, but even other members of the War Clan could not relieve themselves. They all remembered that Wang Huan had only broken through a few days ago, and he didn't expect to break through again so quickly.
Just as everyone was surprised, a huge dysfunctional aura in the violent altar also surged out. When the members of the War Clan saw the dysfunctional aura, they were so scared that they stepped back and stared at Wang Huan blankly, and Fatty and Dazhuang were staring calmly.
The huge mental power in the air continued to gather, forming a spiritual storm. The spiritual spiral nest of the violent energy mixed in it was constantly absorbed into Wang Huan's body. The mutated mental power released by Wang Huan became stronger and stronger, in less than five minutes.
The spiritual vortex floating in the air has been completely absorbed into Wang Huan's body. A somewhat surprised voice came from Wang Huan's mind, "I didn't expect that this stupid guy has such great ability to break through two levels in a row and become the fourth-level physical cultivation war king."
After saying this, the voice no longer appeared. The huge mental power had completely integrated into Wang Huan's body. Fatty and Dazhuang, when they saw Wang Huan's body slowly landing, their bodies flashed at the same time and jumped towards Wang Huan.
The two caught Wang Huan's body. Zhan Tian, the leader of the War clan, recited a spell without hesitation. The stone gate of the Furious Altar slowly closed. After closing the stone gate of the Furious Altar, Zhan Tian then breathed a sigh of relief, his face was full of seriousness, and he came to the fat man.
Zhan Tian looked at the fat man. After a while, Zhan Tian asked excitedly in his eyes, "Little Pang, what happened just now? Why can you automatically fade away from your crazy state without being suppressed by your mental state? Can you restore your self-awareness when you are crazy?"
How could Zhan Tian not be excited? If the people of the Zhan clan could restore their self-awareness in a crazy state, the Zhan clan's combat ability would surge like never before. Seeing Zhan Tian ask, the fat man shook his head in confusion and said, "I can only recognize Dazhuang and Wang Huan."
After answering Zhan Tian's words, the fat man no longer hesitated. He picked up Wang Huan, transformed into the wings of ancient flames, and flew towards the guest room where they lived. Dazhuang followed closely, leaving only those people from the War clan, standing in a daze.
After a long silence, members of the War Clan finally came to their senses and couldn't help but exclaim, "Fat Master Zhan, he, he has actually succeeded! It's incredible to take the initiative to fade away from his crazy state without a mental suppressor!"
The fat man successfully spent the mental suppression in the violent altar, and soon spread throughout the War God Mountain. Although the strong war clans in the War God Mountain didn't know what was going on, they were all sure that the War Clan opened an unprecedented door.
There were many discussions about the War Clan. Wang Huan, Da Zhuang, Fatty, and the three of them were not aware of it. After Da Zhuang and Fatty brought Wang Huan back to the living room, they gave Wang Huan the magic potion to take. Seeing that Wang Huan's injuries were healing, they breathed a sigh of relief.
Before Wang Huan could wake up, in less than a day, someone from Zhancheng backyard came. However, this time, the person they were looking for was not Wang Huan, but a fat man. The fat man cooperated very well and entered the backyard hall with Zhancheng backyard strong man.
In the backyard hall, Zhan Tian and more than a dozen old men of the Zhan clan were already sitting there waiting. The fat man walked into the hall. He saluted and said, "Zhan Pang has seen all the elders and patriarchs. I wonder what is the important thing for the patriarch to come to Zhan Pang?"
"Little fat man, don't be too polite. Since you and Mr. Wang Huan have successfully spent the violent altar, although he has not become your spiritual suppressor, your performance is far beyond our expectations." Zhan Tian said with relief in his eyes.
More than a dozen old war tribes present nodded seriously. When the fat man saw this scene, he was slightly stunned, with an excited expression in his eyes. Zhan Tian smiled and said, "After I discussed with all the elders, I finally decided to fulfill my promise with Xiaoyou Wang Huan."
"Fatty, even if you leave the War God Mountain and go out to explore, you must always remember that no matter when, the power behind you is the War Clan, and you are the next leader of the War Clan. If there is something that cannot be solved, remember to return to the War Clan." Zhan Tian said.
When the fat man heard this, he nodded excitedly. He didn't expect things to go so smoothly. After chatting with Zhantian for a while, he withdrew from the backyard and returned to the guest room. At this time, Wang Huan had already woken up from his coma and was sitting there.
"Wang Huan, my father has decided to let me continue to follow you to travel to the Cangling Continent! We can fight together again in the future, which is really exciting..." Before the fat man could finish his words, he realized that it was very quiet for Dazhuang to stand aside.
Only then did the fat man notice the spiritual ball placed in front of Wang Huan. The fat man subconsciously closed his mouth and stood aside. Wang Huan has now reached the level 4 potion king, which means that Wang Huan can talk to the soul through his mental power.
Seeing Wang Huan's hesitation, the fat man took a deep breath and said, "Wang Huan, haven't you always wanted to meet your relatives? Now that you can see your aunt, do you have any hesitation? I believe my aunt also wants to talk to you."
"Fatty, I don't know what to say when I see my mother. I had a lot of things before, but at this moment, I forgot and don't know how to say it, or even how to speak." Wang Huan clenched his fists tightly, and for the first time he found that he was so cowardly.
Fatty and Dazhuang looked at each other, and Dazhuang said, "Young Master, Dazhuang doesn't know how to persuade others, but Dazhuang knows that even if the young master doesn't speak, the young master's mother will be relieved to see you grow up like this."
After saying this, Dazhuang and Fatty, both of them walked out of the guest room without saying a word and brought the door with them. Wang Huan sat there quietly. He stared at the soul ball. After a long silence, Wang Huan took a deep breath.
A huge amount of mental power was released from Wang Huan's mind, and a ray of light was released from the soul ball, and a mental power slowly surged out of the spiritual ball. In less than ten seconds, the vague mental power in front of him formed a person's appearance.
When Wang Huan saw the blurred figure formed, even if she was seriously injured, her eyes turned red without knowing it. After the blurred figure formed, she quietly stared at Wang Huan in front of her, and for several seconds.
"Huan'er, is it really you? My Huan'er, are you my Huan'er?" A trembling and excited voice came into Wang Huan's mind. When he heard this, Wang Huan opened his mouth, but tears couldn't help but flow.
It is said that men don’t cry easily, but Wang Huan couldn’t help it at this time. Seeing Wang Huan’s tears falling down, the blurry figure wanted to reach out to help Wang Huan wipe away the tears at the corners of her eyes, but found that the tears penetrated her palm and dripped on the ground.
"Mother, I am your Huan'er. Huan'er has grown up now." Wang Huan's throat was hard, his tone was trembling.
When she heard Wang Huan say this, the mother in the soul state wanted to hug Wang Huan, but found that her hand could not touch Wang Huan at all.
Seeing this scene, Wang Huan knelt on both knees, bang bang bang bang three times in a row, and said seriously, "Mother, Huan'er is now the fourth-level potion king. As long as he reaches the strength of the fifth-level potion king, he can help his mother recast his body! Huan'er will definitely reach the fifth-level potion king soon! It was only because Huan'er was too weak and made her mother suffer."
"Huan'er, it's you who suffers. You should have grown up under the care of your mother, but your mother lets you bear such a huge amount of pressure alone. It's because your mother cannot protect you. Huan'er, you have suffered over the years." The mother in her soul state trembled.
The mother in the soul state stretched out her hand and gently touched Wang Huan's face. The mother in the soul state could not touch Wang Huan at all, but Wang Huan felt that the mother's hand was touching her face, and the mother's palm was still as warm as she was when she was a child.