Legendary Patriarch - Chapter216

There were no less than a thousand cultivators gathered in the valley. More and more cultivators were joining in from the outside. Various kinds of exotic beasts were emerging one after another. Many of them even looked slightly fanatical. At this moment, Xiao Chen and the others had already been submerged in the crowd.

Apart from the Great Elder of the Bao Xiang Tribe, who was ranked in the top ten of the Giant-Stone Valley, there were a dozen figures standing tall on a boulder not far away. The auras radiating from their bodies were extremely powerful. These people had dominated the Giant-Stone Valley for many years, and were rare experts among the Wanderers. Although they couldn't compare to the Wanderers of the four great inheritances, they were still famous and had high statuses.

Of course, there were also some experts from the Human Race Combat Division among the thousand human race cultivators. At this moment, these powerful cultivators were standing in four directions. Their auras collided with each other, but they maintained a certain limit. No one dared to take even half a step forward.

After less than an hour, perhaps seeing that there were enough warriors in the valley, the Treasure Elephant Tribe's First Elder, who was sitting on the strange beast with the face of a lion and the legs of an elephant, called the strange beast he was sitting on to take a gentle step forward. Just this gentle step caused the ground to tremble and the mountains to shake, causing countless people to fall silent.

The Bao Xiang Tribe's Great Elder, Xiang Mo, was quite satisfied with his actions.

"Everyone!"

As soon as he opened his mouth, a majestic blood aura surged from his body. Before he finished his words, he attracted the attention of everyone in the surroundings. Xiang Mo remained calm and collected despite being stared at by everyone. His eyes were as calm as an ancient well, as if he was a kind old man.

If they didn't know that he was the one who had forced the Wanderers into the ancient forest three days ago, and had even disregarded his status and forcefully killed a Human Race Wanderer who had resisted, they might have already regarded him as a righteous senior.

The corners of Xiang Mo's mouth curled into a disdainful smirk when he saw the various resentful and fearful gazes from the crowd. So what if he had forced those Rangers to enter the ancient forest? So what if he had no regard for human lives? Who in this Boulder Valley could seek justice for these lowly commoners? Because he was the Great Elder of the Bao Xiang Tribe. This was the guarantee that he could do whatever he wanted. These lowly commoners were nothing but withered weeds in the wilderness that he could trample on as he pleased.

"Since we've come to this valley today, I'm sure you've all heard about the crazy tide of resentful spirits that broke out in our valley half a month ago, turning tens of thousands of miles of our wasteland into a wasteland. Hundreds of human clans were destroyed. Now, the culprit who caused this crazy tide of resentful spirits is right in front of us. As human beings of the wasteland, how can we allow a remnant of a non-humankind to run wild in our wasteland and bring disaster to our humankind?!"

Xiang Mo's words were transmitted to the ears of all the cultivators in the valley through his powerful Battle Qi. He looked around and saw that all the cultivators were looking at him. He couldn't help but nod slightly in satisfaction.

What!

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed. A purplish-green silhouette appeared before his eyes, and in an instant, a hint of hatred appeared in his eyes. He saw that the silhouette stood on a bronze war chariot, looking at him with a smile that was not a smile, as if his complaints were so laughable. He hated this silhouette to the bones, and even wanted nothing more than to crush his bones and scatter his ashes, returning all the humiliation he had suffered to him a thousand times over.

Fortunately, after so many years of ups and downs, Xiang Mo's expression didn't change. He suppressed the trace of resentment in his eyes and calmly shifted his gaze to the side. At the same time, a myriad of thoughts flashed through his mind. If it wasn't because of the rules of the human race in the Great Wilderness, given his temperament, he would have long thought of a vicious plan to kill Xiao Chen. However, he unexpectedly met him here once again. There was a road to heaven, but you didn't take it. There was no gate to hell, but you chose to enter.

A sinister smile flashed across his face. He had already made up his mind to torture Xiao Chen.

Although Xiang Mo had concealed it very well, how could Xiao Chen not notice the trace of resentment in Xiang Mo's eyes? At this moment, the two of them were like fire and water, and a battle was bound to happen. Xiang Mo was scheming against him, and Xiao Chen was also scheming against him. In the end, it all depended on who would emerge victorious.

"For the sake of the human race, my Treasure Elephant Tribe is duty-bound. Therefore, my Treasure Elephant Tribe has joined hands with the other four tribes in Giant Rock Valley to offer a reward of ten thousand low-grade Primordial Stones for the head of this foreign race survivor. At the same time, we can recruit the warrior who kills this foreign race survivor into our tribe. This way, he won't have to wander around the Great Wilderness and live a precarious life!"

"I wonder if Elder Xiang Mo can fulfill this promise!"

"That's right. This reward is the golden word of the Patriarchs of the top ten tribes in Giant Rock Valley. How can it be falsified? Anyone who can kill this foreign race survivor and obtain his flesh and blood can choose to join any of the top ten tribes!"

"Great Elder, this foreign race survivor is very strong. He isn't someone that ordinary warriors can kill. If we brothers join hands and kill him, we can all join your tribe!"

"That's right. This foreign race survivor wants to see him alive and his corpse dead. Even if all of you join hands to kill this foreign race survivor, the ten thousand low-grade Primordial Stones will still be a considerable amount of wealth. At the same time, I hereby announce that no matter how many warriors join hands to kill this foreign race survivor, they can all join our tribes!"

Xiang Mo agreed to the crowd's questions without any hesitation. After all, no matter how many people joined hands, it would only bring harm to his tribe.

Perhaps they were here to verify the Great Elder of the Treasure Elephant Tribe's words. At this moment, four figures suddenly stood out from the group of people who had followed him here.

"This old man is the Third Elder of the Flaming Horns Tribe. What Elder Xiang Mo said is true. If all of you warriors can bring back the corpse of this foreign race survivor, I will immediately offer you ten thousand Primordial Stones and you can join any of our tribes!"

"This old man is the Second Elder of the Red Valley Tribe. What Elder Xiang Mo said is true. If all of you warriors can bring back the corpse of this foreign race survivor, I will immediately offer you ten thousand Primordial Stones and you can join any of our tribes!"

"This old man is the Second Elder of the Black Rock Tribe. What Elder Xiang Mo said is true. If all of you warriors can bring back the corpse of this foreign race survivor, I will immediately offer you ten thousand Primordial Stones and you can join any of our tribes!"

"This old man is the Sixth Elder of the Thunder Tribe. What Elder Xiang Mo said is true. If all of you warriors can bring back the corpse of this foreign race survivor, I will immediately offer you ten thousand Primordial Stones and you can join any of our tribes!"

Four powerful voices, amplified by Battle Qi, instantly spread throughout the entire valley.

What!

It's true!

At this moment, some of the rangers who were at the bottom of the wasteland instantly burst into an uproar. To most of them, ten thousand Primordial Stones might be a huge amount of wealth. However, to be able to join a tribe, they would no longer be rootless duckweeds. It was a dream come true. They fought fiercely in the wasteland every day, all for the sake of becoming strong enough to build their own tribe. However, building a tribe was easier said than done. Now that they had the opportunity to join a powerful tribe, it was definitely worth it.