The bright moon hung high in the sky.
Noises could be heard coming from the stronghold made of ancient trees. A rich aroma of meat filled the air. Piles of bonfires were set up, illuminating the faces of the surrounding tribesmen.
The earth was stained with blood. Tens of thousands of demon soldiers had invaded. In the end, only less than a thousand managed to escape into the depths of the Desolate Ancient Forest. The rest had been reduced to piles of flesh and blood on the ground.
Under the moonlight, the Combat Masters of the Gu Yuan Tribe who had gone out to hunt down the demon race had all returned to the tribe. They had fought to their heart's content in this battle, so they didn't ask any questions. On this day, the entire Gu Yuan Tribe celebrated.
The fine wine that was originally brewed by the Dark Moon Branch Tribe, which had been stored for a hundred years, had all been dug out from the ground. Huge ferocious beasts were placed on bonfires. The huge bodies of the beasts were roasted to a golden color. A rich aroma filled the entire tribe, and the originally oppressive atmosphere of the tribe gradually became filled with the sounds of fun.
The children in the tribe had experienced the massacre during the day. The scene of blood and fire fighting had greatly shocked their young hearts. At this moment, they were constantly running and jumping in front of the bonfires, or snuggling in front of the Combat Masters of the tribe, shouting that they wanted to learn from the Combat Masters. They wanted to be like the Combat Masters and fight against the foreign races when they grew up and protect the human world.
The mischievous and immature figures made countless Combat Masters laugh heartily. One day, they would grow old or die in battle in the great wilderness. The future of the tribe needed these children to inherit it. What they needed to do was to protect the old and the young in the tribe, so that they could grow up smoothly and take over the responsibilities on their shoulders. It was just like when they were young, when they had taken over the flag of the tribe from their fathers.
For countless eras, the human race had flourished in the great wilderness. Generation after generation of tribesmen had fought in the wilderness, fiercely fighting against the hundreds of races, and protecting the bloodline inheritance. This generation of tribesmen could not exterminate the foreign races that had wreaked havoc on the human race. The only thing they could do was to ensure that the bloodline inheritance would continue, so that the bloodline of their descendants could be passed down from generation to generation. Perhaps, if their descendants were strong enough, they would be able to complete the mission that they could not complete and completely eliminate the threat of the hundreds of races.
"Ha!"
Xiao Chen was also holding a bluestone jar in his hand. The wine that was filled to the brim spilled from his mouth onto his chest, but he didn't notice it at all. As the fine wine entered his stomach, a feeling that was even more spicy than the strong alcohol rose in his heart. The scorching heat was like fire, exploding in his stomach and rushing straight to the top of his head. At this moment, Xiao Chen's eyes became even brighter.
Beside them was a group of Blood Refinement Realm cultivators from the Guyuan Tribe. At this moment, their eyes were blurry, and they were humming a folk song. Around them were tens of thousands of Guyuan Tribe clansmen roaring and singing. Some clansmen danced ancient war dances, while others sang ancient war songs. After drinking jugs of fine wine, even the faces of the elderly and children turned red.
"Patriarch, patriarch, you're really amazing. You can even turn into a giant. I want to learn from you. I want to learn to become a giant … giant!"
At this moment, a child of about five or six years of age took advantage of the fact that the adults were not paying attention to get close to Xiao Chen. He was hugging a limestone jar that was not much smaller than his body. He stumbled and bumped into Xiao Chen's embrace. His pink face was completely red, and finally, he fell into the limestone jar. His little face was buried in the jar, and he was still gulping down the contents.
Xiao Chen didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He picked up the little fellow from the jar. There was a hubbub of voices around them, and they seemed to have fallen into endless cheers, forgetting about the little fellow.
After tens of thousands of miles of migration and experiencing bloody battles, the clansmen of the Guyuan Tribe had completely let go of the pressure in their hearts. They drank to their heart's content, gobbled up the meat, and shouted without any scruples.
Every clansman ate until their bellies were round. The fine wine that had been buried underground for hundreds of years was spicy and sweet, and it emitted a human fragrance. Countless people were drunk. Some had blurred eyes, some were burping, some were lying on the ground, and some were hanging on the stone walls. They were completely defenseless as they slept soundly. Some of the soldiers were even hugging the stone jars in their arms. Blood-red wine dripped from the jars, and they were already drunk to the point of unconsciousness.
One day later.
The morning sun rose, and the warm sunlight dispelled the chill of the morning. The clansmen of the tribe woke up one after another. Xiao Chen's figure once again appeared at the top of the temporary hall. A bronze horn appeared in his hand, and it emitted an immortal bronze glow.
Woo!
The majestic sound of the horn resounded through the heavens and the earth, reaching the ears of every clansman of the Guyuan Tribe. In an instant, some of the clansmen who were still in a deep sleep woke up. They took a deep breath and roared loudly, sweeping away the tiredness in their bodies. They only gradually stopped after the time it took for an incense stick to burn.
At this moment, the tribe was restored to the scene before the great battle.
After a night of celebration, the most important thing for the Guyuan Tribe now was to completely expel all the Demon Clans from the Thousand Demon Mountain Range. The entire tribe would enter the ancient human city in the mountain range and offer sacrifices to the heavens to re-establish the tribe.
"Ding Shan, Mu Wuya, Xiao Honghuang, Meng Yue, Huang Liang, Que Feng."
"Yes, sir!"
"You six chiliarchs and a group of Blood Refining Realm warriors of the tribe will kill your way into the Thousand Demon Mountain Range. Kill all the Demon Clans in the mountain range and conquer the human land that has been occupied by the Demon Clans for thousands of years."
"Yes!"
Rumble!
The horn sounded again, and the entire Guyuan Tribe was once again filled with the sound of metal spears and armored horses. More than five thousand soldiers set off in unison, and the sound of metal clashing could be heard. In less than the time it took for an incense stick to burn, they had already assembled.
The human Battle Masters set off and entered the Desolate Ancient Forest. Although the chiliarchs of the Guyuan Tribe had killed the experts of the Demon Clans in the battle with more than ten thousand Demon Clans the previous day, the Guyuan Tribe had also lost nearly two thousand soldiers. At this moment, the six Battle Masters had not yet replenished the lost soldiers and had already set off again.
More than five thousand soldiers had experienced the previous bloody battle, and their bodies exuded a strong murderous aura. Wearing the Fire Rhino Leather Armor, they walked in the Desolate Ancient Forest like blazing flames. Wherever they passed, the morning mist that permeated the mountain range was completely torn apart.
"Tribe Leader, the Thousand Demon Mountain Range has a circumference of several thousand miles. There are countless ancient mountains, valleys, and rivers. I'm afraid it will not be possible to completely exterminate the Demon Clans in a short period of time."
Great Elder Tie Shi approached Xiao Chen and said. The Thousand Demon Mountain Range had a circumference of several thousand miles. Even if all the soldiers of the Guyuan Tribe were to be deployed there, it would still be difficult to completely exterminate the hidden Demon Clans, let alone six thousand soldiers.
"Great Elder is right. The Thousand Demon Mountain Range covers a vast area. There are countless mountains, rivers, and valleys. Even if the Guyuan Tribe mobilized the entire tribe to exterminate the Demon Clans, it would still take a lot of time. However, the Guyuan Tribe is about to establish a new territory and gather the fate of the tribe, so we don't have that much time." How could Xiao Chen not understand the Great Elder's concerns?
"I've already secretly warned Shi Ya and Xue Sha that the main focus of this mission is to completely exterminate the remaining Demon Generals of the Demon Clans. As for the Demon Clans that are hiding in the valleys and rivers, it won't be too late to slowly exterminate them after the Guyuan Tribe enters the ancient human city and establishes a new territory. Moreover, with these remaining Demon Clans, the Guyuan Tribe will have an additional training ground. Warriors need to continuously bathe in blood and fight to be truly forged!"