In the blink of an eye, the snow wolf pulled the chariot far away. The two martial artists stared at the chariot. The blood-colored figure on the chariot seemed to have walked out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. With just a slight glance, the two felt as if they were immersed in a sea of blood.
The dense murderous aura caused their muscles and bones to contract, and their hair to tremble. Suddenly, a huge mountain pressed down on their backs, making it difficult for them to breathe.
When the chariot went far away, the two of them had a slight movement. Their original posture of bowing had already become stiff. They were just martial artists of the Bone Tempering Realm, and they had already been scared out of their wits.
"They are heading to our Eagle Tribe!"
Finally, one of the martial artists said stiffly after swallowing a mouthful of saliva with difficulty to calm himself down.
"What is that mysterious tribe trying to do? Not only did they forcefully detain our tribe's combat masters as slaves, but they also rewarded our tribe's elder. Could it be that they want a foot after taking an inch!"
Could it be that there was no reason for a powerful martial artist with murderous aura to the point of forming Gang Qi to head to their tribe?
Although the two's martial arts cultivation was not high, they still had some knowledge. This mysterious tribe in the north had detained their tribe's combat masters, and they were already in a hostile state. Furthermore, they had severely injured their tribe's elder who had gone to the tribe for discussion and sent him back. This time, they could not possibly be here to apologize.
"Let's go, take a shortcut back to the tribe and quickly report to the chief!"
In the next moment, the two did not have the slightest hesitation. They turned around and once again entered the depths of the forest. They did not even care about the prey that they had painstakingly hunted.
There was an ancient mountain at the outermost edge of the Gu Yuan Mountain Range. It was an ancient mountain that was eight thousand feet tall. It was shaped like a tall tower, and its four sides were steep and straight into the clouds. Even the peak of the mountain was covered with pure white snow.
At this moment, halfway up the ancient mountain, there was a golden flame floating in the air. Xiao Chen sat on the Pegasus. The four sides of the ancient mountain had experienced the erosion of countless years of wind and sand, and had long become as smooth as a mirror.
Weng!
Hundreds of meters away from the ancient mountain, Xiao Chen reached out his right hand and clawed at the air. A 30-meter-long, arm-thick battle spear that was completely condensed from battle Qi appeared out of thin air. Cyan flames were constantly burning the surrounding air.
Not only that, the battle spear that was condensed by the cyan battle Qi was a bit weird, which gave people a mysterious feeling. The cyan battle Qi was even mixed with a bit of purplish-golden airflow. No matter how the flames burned, they couldn't burn it at all.
Boom!
Xiao Chen stood in the air, the spear in his hand moved like a dragon and a snake, the cyan flames mixed with the purplish-gold airflow, shot out from the spear, the crushed stones rolled down, fell into the cliff, and produced a thunderous sound.
Ancient Origin War Division!
In the next moment, four ancient seal scripts were engraved on the mountain wall, which was originally as smooth as a mirror. Every script was written like a dragon or snake, emitting the aura of a golden spear and a heavenly horse.
From top to bottom, the four bold and powerful characters occupied an area of several thousand feet. Every single character was emitting a boundless purple and azure light, dazzling and translucent. Even from hundreds of miles away, one could see them clearly.
Erect a monument as proof, settle the tribe's territory!
The tribe had migrated nearly 50,000 kilometers to the Fallen Dragon Territory to rebuild the tribe. No matter what the other human war divisions in the Fallen Dragon Territory were like, this fertile wasteland within thousands of kilometers was definitely a treasure land that could bring good fortune to future generations. The Gu Yuan Tribe was determined to occupy it.
This ancient mountain range, which stretched for thousands of kilometers, gave off an ancient qi. Tens of thousands of years ago, it had been the sphere of influence of the ancient human city. The earth vein of this mountain range had even integrated with the ancient human city. Now that the Gu Yuan Tribe was building a tribe on the ruins of the ancient human city, they were going to absorb and integrate the remaining luck of the ancient human city. Of course, they wouldn't hand over this land to others.
These four large scripts not only contained the supreme intent power that Xiao Chen had comprehended, but also a trace of the power of luck. He believed that as long as the Gu Yuan Tribe received the human race's luck, this trace of luck would definitely form a connection with the tribe.
There might not be any effects in a short period of time, but after hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of years, the earth vein of the ancient mountain would be stimulated once again. Under the endless nourishment of luck, it would definitely return to the scene from 10,000 years ago.
What!
At this moment, a Blood Refining Realm warrior was rapidly traversing through the Desolate Ancient Forest a hundred kilometers away. In the next moment, he suddenly stopped and raised his head to look at the peak of an ancient mountain in the distance. There, a purplish-gold light illuminated the sky. After a long time, the purplish-green light dissipated, and four vigorous and powerful characters appeared before his eyes.
Ancient Origin War Division!
"This is?
Erect a monument as proof, expand the territory and seal the border. "
The Blood Refining Realm warrior immediately frowned. In the Great Desolate, a boundary monument like this could not be erected casually. It required the approval of the surrounding human war divisions in order for it to be legitimate.
Immediately, the Blood Refining Realm warrior revealed a disdainful smile. This human tribe from the outside really did not know the immensity of the heavens and the earth. They thought that after exterminating the Demon Race in the Thousand Demon Mountain Range, they felt that their merits were greater than the heavens and wanted to occupy this mountain range for themselves.
Within a radius of thousands of kilometers around the Thousand Demon Mountain Range was the location of the ruins of the ancient human city. Tens of thousands of years ago, the ancient city was prosperous and could be said to be an indescribable land. Even though the ancient city had been destroyed and it had been occupied by the Demon Race for thousands of years, it was still regarded as a forbidden land by the human race.
However, now that the Demon Race had been destroyed, no human war division had come to this desolate land for thousands of years. One could imagine how many resources there were. This was a big piece of fat meat. Who wouldn't want a piece of it? They didn't care who had exterminated the Demon Race. They only wanted to see the endless resources left behind after the Demon Race's destruction.
Perhaps this land had such a strong destiny that it was difficult for an ordinary tribe to suppress the destiny of this land. However, for these tribes, this was still too far away.
In their eyes, this land was rich in resources. There were spirit medicines, precious blood, ores, casting materials, and even some rare natural treasures. These were the resources that they could only dream of. Now that the Gu Yuan Tribe had erected a boundary monument, they wanted to monopolize the resources within a radius of thousands of kilometers. This was equivalent to becoming enemies with the many human war divisions in the Fallen Dragon Territory.
The news of the Gu Yuan Tribe exterminating the remnants of the Demon Race had already spread throughout the countless human war divisions in the Fallen Dragon Territory.
Since the Demon Race had been destroyed, for these tribes, this resource-rich land was already an ownerless land. Anyone could come here to hunt. In the past few days, it was unknown how many human race warriors had snuck into this mountain range.
As for this Blood Refining cultivator, he was an Elder from a large tribe five thousand miles to the east. His goal this time was to investigate the situation of this area. His next step was to gather his troops and seize the rich resources here. In fact, he could even establish a settlement here and occupy it for a long period of time. Every year, he would provide the tribe with resources.
There was a rumor in the Great Desolate that this land was prosperous and that it was difficult for human tribes to occupy this land. However, there was no rumor that misfortune would befall those who stationed their troops here to mine resources.