The blood pool, which was hundreds of meters wide, was filled with lumps of soft light. More than five hundred children were sitting cross-legged in the pool. The viscous liquid was up to their necks. Above the blood pool, there were clouds of smoke and steam rising, blocking everyone's vision. One could vaguely see that the children's faces were filled with blood.
What was the Foundation Establishment Stage? It was the first step in the cultivation of the Warrior Path of the Human Clan. It was to forge the foundation of the Warrior Path and practice the Xuan Method. This realm required refining the blood essence into the body. As the blood Qi entered the body, the first step in the cultivation of the Warrior Path would be opened. Finally, the Warrior Path would be tempered and the Battle Bones would be broken through to the first level of the Human Clan's Martial Path, the Bone Tempering Realm.
For the Desolate People of the Wasteland, cultivation was a daily routine. Even ordinary people who had not gone through the Foundation Establishment Stage could still carry 500 kilograms of strength when they reached adulthood. However, the path of the Warrior Path was connected to the Heaven and Earth. It was like building a lofty pavilion. If the foundation was not stable, how could it rise from the ground?
This time, the martial arts children of the tribe had reached the Foundation Establishment Stage, be it in terms of the number or the precious blood used for the Foundation Establishment Stage. This was the grandest event in the tribe's 800 years of history. These children represented the inheritance of the Gu Yuan Tribe. At this moment, all the members of the tribe had gathered together with anticipation in their eyes. Who did not hope that their descendants could inherit the will of their ancestors and carry the flag of their fathers?
Swoosh!
At this moment, a ball of five-colored beast's precious blood that had fused with the greenish-gray medicinal liquid suddenly burst out with a dazzling brilliance. It turned into a five-colored ray of light and shot towards the space between the eyebrows of one of the young children. In just a moment, the young child's surroundings seemed to have turned into a black hole. A whirlpool suddenly appeared, and the rich medicinal power was absorbed into the young child's body, fusing with his skin, muscles, and even bone marrow.
"Good, good, good!"
Seeing this, the Great Elder couldn't help but shout, "To be able to absorb two-star precious blood, this child's talent is enough to be ranked high!"
Not only that, there was another old man in the crowd who was extremely happy as well. This old man was wearing a loose animal skin robe that was draped over his shoulders. One of his sleeves was empty. He was an old soldier who had retired from the Guardian Warriors, and this little boy was his grandson. This scene was even more exciting than when he killed the first alien. This meant that he had a successor.
In the next moment, cheers rose one after another. Rays of light continuously rose from the blood pool. This represented the future of the Gu Yuan Tribe. For the first time in the Foundation Establishment Stage, one had to rely on one's own potential to absorb more medicinal power. The more medicinal power one absorbed from the Precious Blood, the weaker one's physique would become. Even in the future, one would need a large amount of resources to temper one's bones and body.
While the Gu Yuan Tribe was immersed in the grandest Foundation Establishment Stage ever since the tribe was established, there was a tribal stronghold tens of thousands of miles away from the Gu Yuan Tribe. The stronghold was made entirely of black ebony, and it was one of the most primitive species in the Wasteland. Its quality was as hard as fine iron, and it was pitch-black and lusterless. Even if the sun shone down on it at noon, it would not reflect any light.
It was currently noon, but the Dark Wood Tribe was very quiet. This was probably because the Iron Hoof Tribe's War Envoy had arrived to urge the human combat divisions under their jurisdiction to encircle and annihilate the remnants of the foreign races in the Wasteland. There was a group of foreign race remnants around the Dark Wood Tribe, led by several foreign race chiliarchs. They hid in the Wasteland Ancient Forest all year round, spying on the land within a radius of thousands of miles. Occasionally, they would go out to attack the human combat divisions, and they had also been encircled and annihilated by many human combat divisions. However, they had not been completely annihilated. Usually, after a few years, they would gather enough wandering foreign race soldiers again.
This group of foreign race soldiers consisted of members of the Ghost Race, the Blood Race, and even the Evil Spirit Race and the Scorpion Race. If one were to really count them, they were just stragglers. It was unknown why the Dark Wood Tribe had not completely annihilated them, but instead allowed them to rise from the dead and continue to wreak havoc on the human race.
This time, under the pressure of the Iron Hoof Tribe's War Envoy, the chief of the Dark Wood Tribe had no choice but to personally lead the tribe's 4,000 guardian soldiers to the Wasteland, intending to completely annihilate this group of foreign race soldiers.
The entire Dark Wood Tribe was on high alert, afraid that others would take advantage of the fact that the tribe was empty to besiege their own tribe.
"Cousin, are we just going to let it go like this?"
At this moment, a hateful voice came from a black wooden building in the tribe.
"Hmph, they made me lose face in front of the people of the Wasteland. How can I let them have it easy!"
In the black wooden building, two figures were kneeling in front of a square ebony table. White soup was boiling in a huge copper cauldron on the table, and a ferocious beast that looked like a goat exuded a rich fragrance of meat. The two figures each had a half-undressed young girl nestling in their arms. Her cheeks were slightly red, revealing a touch of spring. Looking closely, the two young men's large hands had already reached deep into the young girl's short animal skin robes, constantly groping.
"But cousin, the middle-grade Iron Hoof Tribe has already issued an order for the human tribes under their jurisdiction to stop fighting among themselves and work together to hunt down the foreign races scattered in the Wasteland. Moreover, uncle has already promised the Iron Hoof Tribe's War Envoy to cancel the battle agreement between the Treasure Elephant Tribe and the Gu Yuan Tribe. How should we seek revenge? Now, there are rumors in the Wasteland that the chief of the Gu Yuan Tribe, Xiao Chen, has suppressed the famous Inheritance Warrior, Gold Blade Jasper with Blood. Even if Gold Blade Jasper with Blood Jasper is holding back, Xiao Chen's strength is still very terrifying!"
"Ah!"
The girl on the other side couldn't help but let out a seductive moan. She saw that the young martial artist who was holding her had a face full of resentment. His originally handsome face had also become frighteningly fierce, and his eyes were like a devouring demon's. It seemed that the words just now had made him burn with anger. Even the big hand that was reaching into the beast robe unconsciously increased the strength.
"Xiao Chen!"
The white-faced young master was the Precious Elephant Tribe's Young Master Heavenly Elephant, Heavenly Elephant. That day, he suffered a crushing defeat in the battle with Xiao Chen, and because of the arrival of the tribe's envoy, he was forced to cancel the battle. This made him feel extremely sullen.
That day in Duanmu City, Xiao Chen's calm and composed image constantly appeared in Xiang Tian's mind. In comparison, Xiang Tian was like a mad dog. This made Xiang Tian's killing intent soar. There were rumors in the Great Desolate that Xiao Chen had suppressed Golden Saber Bloodshed Mu Qingcang. His strength was comparable to the older generation. Adding on the fact that the battle agreement had been canceled, Xiang Tian, who originally wanted to humiliate Xiao Chen, became extremely irritable.
"Wu Yuan, of course we have to comply with the tribe's edict. But we can't just let this matter go. This is also the reason why cousin came to find you!"
"Could it be that cousin has a plan? That War Envoy is really hateful. He didn't even give face to the Young Patriarch. A trifling Gu Yuan Tribe is just a small remote tribe. How could they be worth his attention?"
"That's right. Lord Uncle has led the Battle Troops to hunt down the remnants of the Outsiders for more than ten days!" At this time, Xiang Tian's face turned cold.
"The Great Desolate Tribe has issued an order. Furthermore, a War Envoy has arrived. How could the Dark Wood Tribe dare to disobey?"
After saying that, the two of them exchanged a glance. They both knew what the other was thinking. This remnant of the Outsiders was just a straggler with mediocre strength. Why would they rise from the ashes? Why would they escape every time they were in a desperate situation? Why would they continue to wreak havoc on the human race?
"Cousin, what do you mean?"
"Our human battalions have the duty to defend our land against the other races. If this branch of the other races leaves Black Wood Tribe, will Uncle-in-law still pursue them?"
"Of course not!
Our Great Desolate is filled with danger. The Dark Wood Tribe can't afford to lose any more soldiers. However, I'm afraid it won't be difficult for the Gu Yuan Tribe to exterminate the remnants of the Outsiders! "
"The Great Desolate is huge. Who said that there's only one remnant of the Outsiders? If they offend me, I'll definitely destroy their tribe." Xiang Tian's originally gloomy eyes flashed with a murderous light.
After a round of toasting, the wooden building became quiet. Only two slender figures were lying on the table. Their animal skin robes had been torn to shreds. Their faces were still flushed, but they were no longer breathing.