In the blink of an eye, the six Bronze Battle Crossbows were snatched away by his subordinates. In the Gu Yuan Tribe, strength was everything. Of the six Bronze Battle Crossbows, three were taken by Xiao Chen, Xue Sha, and Shi Ya, while the remaining three were taken by the three people with the highest Martial Dao cultivation base.
On both sides of the mountain road, there was a gentle slope that was five miles long. It was convenient for the warriors of the Gu Yuan Tribe to hide themselves. In order to prevent the Evil Spirit soldiers from discovering them, the Gu Yuan Tribe's warriors hid themselves at the bottom of the slope. They were surrounded by dense ancient trees, weeds, and withered leaves.
In the time it took to drink a cup of tea, the figures of thousands of Gu Yuan Tribe's warriors disappeared from the valley. The gentle slope was connected to the mountain, and it was a place where ancient trees and shrubs were connected. There were hundreds of ancient trees, so thick that it would take several people to wrap their arms around them, were rooted there. It was the best place for the Gu Yuan Tribe's warriors to hide themselves.
At this moment, in the desolate ancient forest that was more than a thousand miles away from the valley, the sound of carriages and horses could be heard. The noise was endless, and the roars of fierce beasts could be heard. Shadows of people could be seen in the ancient forest. Wherever they passed, the trees would be turned to dust, and the fierce beasts would be turned into bloody foams.
Gusts of chilly wind whistled, and wherever the shadows went, black fog would fill the surroundings. Among these thousands of people, there was a jet-black chariot surrounded. The chariot was covered in human skeletons, and they kept colliding with each other on the rugged mountain road, making loud noises.
This black chariot was huge, and the carriage was made of extremely precious materials. It could withstand a full-force attack from an early Blood Refining Realm warrior.
The space inside the carriage was huge, and there were three people sitting cross-legged on praying mats. The one in the middle was wearing a black battle robe that flickered with starlight. His thin body was wrapped in the robe, and his eyes were blood-red. He was obviously cruel and ferocious.
As for the other two, they had already taken off their black robes, revealing their true appearances. They were the Treasure Elephant Tribe's Young Master Xiang Tian and the Distant Crow Tribe's Young Master Wu Mu.
"Commander Xie Mie, this Young Master is very sincere. I will help you accomplish what I promised you. Moreover, after we slaughter the Gu Yuan Tribe, this Young Master will leave a gap in the Treasure Elephant Tribe's army. The Evil Spirit Tribe will be able to escape to the Boulder Valley to recuperate. The Great Commander will definitely know how powerful my Treasure Elephant Cavalry is!"
Xiang Tian's voice was cold and contained a trace of killing intent. As one of the Treasure Elephant Tribe's members, he wasn't the strongest among them. However, his talent was very compatible with the tribe's most powerful cultivation technique, so he was highly respected by his tribesmen. He was also valued by the Treasure Elephant Tribe's Patriarch, his father.
But if he wanted to become the true successor of the Treasure Elephant Tribe, it was far from enough. Xiao Chen had defeated him and forced him to make an agreement on the battle platform. All of this was a great humiliation to him. After all, in the eyes of the Treasure Elephant Tribe's people, what the Gu Yuan Tribe was. They actually dared to boast shamelessly about challenging the Treasure Elephant Tribe. In the eyes of the Treasure Elephant Tribe's people, this was a challenge to their tribe's dignity.
That wasn't the end of it. The battle platform agreement was canceled by the mid-grade combat division. In the Boulder Valley, there had never been a tribe that had challenged the Treasure Elephant Tribe and remained unscathed. Even some of the stubborn elders in the tribe felt that he had disgraced the tribe's dignity.
"Haha!
Ever since I gathered the Evil Spirit Clan's troops, your Human Clan has always wanted to annihilate me. There have been more than 10 times, but I'm still sitting here talking to the two of you. As for leaving an opening for your Treasure Elephant Tribe's troops, that's just a joke! "
Xie Mie's voice was full of disdain. If the one sitting in front of him was the Distant Crow Tribe's Patriarch or the Treasure Elephant Tribe's Patriarch, he might have taken it seriously. But these two ignorant kids wanted to threaten him. How could he, Xie Mie, be afraid?
Sure enough, the Human Clan was an amateur in external battles, but an expert in internal battles. They had resisted the siege of the Hundred Tribes of the Great Wilderness, but there were endless internal battles. Xie Mie was very disdainful of such people. However, he was also happy to see this happen. After all, only when the Human Clan was not united would he have the chance to lead his men to survive among the Human Clan and wait for the tribe's counterattack.
"I don't need a kid to interfere in my business. As long as the two of you stay in the war chariot and wait for me to annihilate the Gu Yuan Tribe with the other foreign tribe's troops, our deal will be completed. At that time, you can just hand over the ancient artifact to me. I've always been fair when I make deals, unlike you Human Clan, who always do one thing and do another. You can even sell your ancestors for a deal."
"You …"
Xiang Tian's face changed immediately. Anger was ignited in his heart. He couldn't help but stand up as if he was about to attack.
Xie Mie turned a deaf ear to him and continued, "I think the two of you should prepare the thing that you want to hand over to the Evil Spirit Clan!"
Xiang Tian kept suppressing the anger in his heart. At this moment, not only him, but Wu Shu also felt his face turn red. Colluding with the foreign tribe was one thing, but being ridiculed like this was enough to make them feel ashamed and angry.
"I've already prepared the ancient artifact of the Evil Spirit Clan. However, I want you to hand over the Gu Yuan Tribe's Patriarch Xiao Chen to me. I want to chop him into minced meat, peel off his bones, and pull out his tendons. I want to make him suffer so much that he'll wish he was dead!"
"Good!
This time, we've gathered a few foreign tribe's troops. We have tens of thousands of elite soldiers and dozens of Blood Refining Realm cultivators. I don't believe that we can't destroy a small Gu Yuan Tribe. Even if that Xiao Chen is as powerful as the rumors in the Great Wilderness say, two fists are no match for four hands. I don't believe that he can escape alive from so many cultivators! "
Seeing that Xiang Tian had actually endured his ridicule, Xie Mie didn't continue to provoke his anger. What he cared about the most was the ancient artifact of the Evil Spirit Clan in Xiang Tian's hands. If he obtained this ancient artifact, he would have a 30% higher chance of passing the Heavenly Tribulation when he broke through to the First Floor Realm in the future.
At this moment, a messy sound of footsteps came from outside the war chariot. In just a moment, someone had arrived outside the war chariot.
"Reporting to Great Commander, the tribe's scouts have reported that there is a dangerous mountain path ahead. There are jagged rocks on both sides of the mountain path, and there are piles of withered grass and leaves. We don't know if we should go around it!"
A moment later, a voice came from within the war chariot.
"We're already three days behind the original date. Not to mention, this road is extremely remote, and there are very few people here. Even if there were some wandering human cultivators, they would still flee in fear when they saw the heavenly might of our tribe's battle masters. Order the tribe's chiliarchs to open the way for us to quickly pass through the mountain path. We must meet up with the Blood Race in the valley before sunset."