Under the first rays of the morning sun, the Gu Yuan Tribe was bustling with people, but it was no longer as noisy as it was in the past. The sound of children playing had also disappeared, replaced by the sound of metal clashing. Many valiant men, holding spears or carrying stone sabers on their backs, were advancing quickly in the tribe.
Over the past few days, the people of the Gu Yuan Tribe had stopped hunting for blood. The entire tribe was preparing for the upcoming battle. Not only that, but the Great Elder, Captain Shi Ya, and Que Yueming had also returned to the tribe yesterday evening. In two days, under Que Yueming's lead, the Great Elder and the other two had visited five human combat divisions within a radius of two thousand miles.
Not to mention the Great Elder and Que Yueming, Shi Ya, a martial artist at the peak of the Blood Refining Realm, was enough to make these five tribes feel cold. After all, this was the outermost area of the Fallen Dragon Territory, and the human combat divisions there were not particularly strong. Among the five tribes, the strongest was the Ting Que Combat Division. The strongest martial artist was only a martial artist at the intermediate stage of the Blood Refining Realm, and there were only three Captains at the Blood Refining Realm.
The gloomy atmosphere before the battle made the people of the tribe feel a little depressed. They did not know why there was no movement in the Thousand Demon Mountain Range. Even Xiao Chen had the idea of entering the mountain range to attack. The wait was long.
Swish!
All of a sudden, a blood-colored flowing light shot over from outside the tribe. The rich blood Qi formed a blood-colored channel in the air and did not dissipate for a long time.
"The Demon Clan has come out!"
The blood-colored flowing light rushed into the tribe and arrived in front of the bluestone hall, revealing a red figure. It was Xue Sha, who had been monitoring the movements of the Demon Clan in the outer area of the Thousand Demon Mountain Range.
"Reporting to the leader, the Demon Clan has come out. There are more than ten thousand of them!"
In the next moment, Xiao Chen's figure appeared outside the hall. Not only that, but all the martial artists at the Blood Refining Realm of the Gu Yuan Tribe also appeared in front of Xiao Chen.
Rumble!
The sound of metal colliding resounded in the sky, and endless dark Qi was swept up. The majestic Demon Qi gathered together and covered half of the sky. The sky was dark, as if it was going to swallow the world.
"They're finally here!"
Xiao Chen's expression remained calm as he watched the overwhelming Demonic Qi rush over. He muttered to himself. He had been waiting for this moment for a long time. It was as though there was a blazing Blood Qi flowing in his body.
Buzz!
Suddenly, a slight tremor appeared on the calm ground. In just a few breaths of time, this slight tremor had already increased by a hundred times. The houses trembled as if they were about to collapse. The sound of metal clanging rang out, and waves of fierce roars resounded throughout the world.
The roar was ear-piercing and penetrated deep into one's mind. In the tribe, there were some young children who were learning how to speak. They were frightened by the roar and were hugged tightly in the arms of the women. They hid in the closed doors of the green stone houses and did not dare to come out. As for some older children, they still stood stubbornly at the windows and stared at the demonic aura that was rolling in from outside the tribe.
"The Demon Race!"
These were the words they had heard the most in the past few days. The elders in the tribe had told them more than once that the Demon Race was the great enemy of the human race. It was not only the Demon Race, but the Hundred Races of the Great Wilderness were also the great enemy of the human race. These foreign races were ferocious and had wreaked havoc in the Great Wilderness. They even fed on the human race. The human race had prospered since ancient times, and the Great Wilderness was a history of blood and tears fighting against the foreign races. Perhaps they did not know the difficulties of survival at their age, but it was enough to leave a deep impression in their young hearts.
Suddenly, two beams of light shot out from Xiao Chen's eyes, piercing through the void. It was as if he wanted to break through the darkness in front of him and get a clear look at the invading Demon Race.
"Elders and chiliarchs, blow the war horn. Gather the troops and kill all the remnants of the Demon Race!"
Surging murderous intent rose from Xiao Chen's body as he let out a long howl.
Woo!
The next moment, the war horn sounded throughout the entire tribe. The bleak sound of the horn echoed through the sky. Many members of the Guyuan Tribe raised their heads and looked at the demons surging towards them. Their eyes were filled with murderous intent!
How can one say that one has no clothes? Together with one's son, the ancient horn sounded!
How can one say that one has no clothes? Together with one's son, the journey between heaven and earth will be stained with blood!
Rumble!
The bleak sound of the horn sounded, and the earth shook. This time, it came from within the Guyuan Tribe. The soldiers of the tribe moved upon hearing the sound. They had been waiting for several days. Today, the Demon Race was finally willing to come out of their nest. Their blades could no longer wait to drink the blood of the foreign races.
At this moment, only three elders were left by Xiao Chen's side. They were responsible for the safety of the old, weak, women, and children. The sound of horses galloping could be heard from within the tribe. The six thousand-strong combat masters had finished gathering and surged out of the tribe.
The fiery-red battle armors were linked together like a raging inferno, dispelling the original darkness. Every single one of the soldiers emitted a fiery aura, and not a single one of them showed the slightest bit of fear. Instead, they were filled with an endless desire to fight.
Today, they would drink the blood of the Demon Race and fight a hundred battles without fear of death.
Following closely behind them were the four newly expanded thousand-strong combat masters led by Xiao Lin, Lin Yue, Xi Ming, and Xiao Lei. These four thousand soldiers were also wearing leather armors and holding weapons. Although they did not look as mighty as the previous ones, the murderous intent they emitted was not any weaker.
Not only that, some of the clansmen with combat strength also walked out with iron spears and stone blades in their hands, surging towards the tribe's city wall. Giant ballistae flashed with a cold light, pointing towards the ferocious Demon Race outside the city.
At this moment, the entire tribe was filled with strong gales. Tens of thousands of people moved together. At this moment, the bloodthirst of the ancient Wasteland's people was once again aroused. The Demon Race's pressure made the atmosphere in the tribe tense up. Gusts of strong gales rose from within the tribe. Some clansmen carried wooden bows on their backs, iron spears in their hands, and some even rushed forward with big steps. Some elderly people carried baskets of medicines on their backs, moving as fast as shooting stars. They didn't look old or weak at all as they rushed towards the city wall.
At this moment, the entire village was suffused with a strong smell of blood. Tens of thousands of Gu Yuan Clan's soldiers had already lined up along the Qilin River, releasing a strong murderous aura. They held their weapons in their hands and released strong waves of fighting Qi, sweeping across the entire area. The air seemed to have frozen, and the surging Demon Qi was dispelled.
At the forefront of these soldiers was a group of Blood Refining realm warriors. Each of them was standing on a bronze chariot, and the beasts they were mounted on were roaring continuously. The ten-zhang-tall chariot was covered in rust, but it couldn't hide its bloodthirsty aura. The bronze chariot's wheels shone with a dim light, and under the rolling wheels, one would definitely be badly mutilated.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, a golden flame rose from the tribe behind the soldiers. Within the golden flame, there was a figure of a young man wearing green leather armor. The spear in his hand shone with a green light, and a powerful aura enveloped the entire area. The intense blood Qi was like a blazing furnace floating in the air, and the scorching heat could be felt even from hundreds of zhangs away.
"Patriarch!"
In the tribe, countless clansmen shouted, looking at Xiao Chen in the air with reverence. In the next moment, the Pegasus he was riding on flapped its golden wings, and in the blink of an eye, he had already arrived in the sky above the tribe.