"Good!
Chiefs, you are indeed sensible. "
Xue Sha's originally cold aura also retracted a little at this moment. He said, "Words without proof are not enough. This is the Boundary Stele. Chiefs, please leave your tribe's mark on it. On the way back, this Boundary Stele will be erected in the Northern Forest Mountain Range and become the boundary of our four major tribes!"
In the time it took to drink a cup of tea, the chiefs of the three major tribes, including the Greenwood Tribe, had left their respective tribes' marks on the huge stone tablets. Below the Ancient Yuan Tribe, the Mountain Eagle Tribe, the Green Sea Tribe, and the Phoenix Mountain Tribe appeared.
"Good!
The three of you are indeed the chiefs who control the life and death of tens of thousands of people and the rise and fall of a tribe. You are very righteous. This Boundary Stele will be erected at the foot of the Northern Forest Mountain Range in a few days. In the future, our four tribes will use this as the boundary and will not invade each other! "
In the next moment, Xue Sha reached out and grabbed the Boundary Stele. The huge stone stele was lifted from the ground again and placed back on the bronze chariot.
"Everyone, after today's matter, I will rush back to the tribe to pass on an order to the chief. In the future, our four major tribes will be neighbors and work together to resist the great tribes of the Hundred Realms!"
Seeing that the three major tribes had already established their territories, Xue Sha could not help but be moved. He did not expect the three major tribes to be so weak. However, with such tribes as neighbors to the Gu Yuan Tribe, the Gu Yuan Tribe could easily integrate the thousands of miles of wasteland.
Just as Xue Sha boarded the chariot and was about to leave, he paused and said, "In 10 days, the Gu Yuan Tribe will announce to the heavens that we will offer sacrifices to the tribe and receive the destiny to descend. We will condense the destiny of the tribe and establish the Fortune Tribe. At that time, the three chiefs must come!"
What!
Condense the destiny, Fortune Forging Tribe!
Xue Sha's words immediately shocked the leaders of the three tribes. At that moment, the humiliation they had suffered in front of Xue Sha had even been thrown out of their minds. The only words left in their minds were 'condensing destiny' and 'Fortune Forging Clan'.
As the chiefs of the tribes, they naturally understood what it meant to form the Fortune Forging Tribe. They had originally thought that even if the Gu Yuan Tribe was to open up a new territory and establish a tribe, they would be like the other Human Tribe combat divisions in the Fallen Dragon Territory, which were just ordinary low-grade human combat divisions.
"Could it be that the Gu Yuan Tribe has found some divine materials and forged their clan's treasure?"
Immediately afterwards, the three of them could not help but exchange glances with one another. They constantly pondered over the truth of Xue Sha's words. One must know that in the great wilderness, it was easy to establish a tribe, but it was difficult to obtain luck.
Even among the countless human battalions in Fallen Dragon Ridge, not a single human clan had appeared since the great war tens of thousands of years ago.
However, it represented the possibility for the tribe to advance. Only with a divine item could one receive the tribe's fate and gather the tribe's fate, gathering the entire tribe's potential into one. More importantly, within the scope of one's own tribe's strength, one could enfeoff the vassal tribe's fate and use it for oneself.
If the biggest dream of the wandering warriors in the great Wasteland was to establish their own clans and establish a low-grade human clan, then to those high-grade human clans, their next goal would be to establish their own clans and clans.
Establishing a clan of luck was the top secret of the great wilderness. It was hard to find in the world, and it was difficult for ordinary human clans to know the secret of a clan of luck. Even the middle-grade and high-grade battalions that ruled over hundreds of thousands of miles of the great wilderness could not obtain the opportunity to establish a clan of luck.
A tribe that advanced through the path of luck was called a clan of luck. Only when the tribe's strength and fate reached a corresponding level could they advance to the level of a tribe and have the power to enfeoff the vassal tribe. Human clans that advanced through the strength of a tribe were called false clans. In other words, they only had the strength of a tribe, but were not qualified to integrate the tribe's fate and take in other tribes as vassals.
There was a saying in the Great Wilderness: One life, two luck, and three geomancy. Among them, the second was luck. It was about the dao of luck, about how to create a clan of luck, and how to condense the invisible luck in the world.
And this fate did not refer to an individual's fate, but the fate of a tribe or a clan. If the fate was strong, the clan would prosper, and the clan would reproduce for eternity, dominating the era for tens of thousands of years without end. If the fate was weak, the clan would suffer endless natural and man-made disasters. In the worst case, the entire clan would be destroyed.
Since ancient times, the human race had continued to reproduce and pass down their inheritance, but there were still a few times when the clan was exterminated. Countless ancient books were lost, and the method of gathering fate became extremely precious. Some of the remaining methods were treated as treasures by the large tribes and were not easily revealed to the outside world.
And the Divine Gold that could stabilize the clan's fate was hard to find in the great wilderness. This was no longer the great wilderness of tens of thousands of years ago, where divine treasures could be found, and Divine Gold was hard to find.
Just these two conditions had already trapped 99% of the tribes in the great wilderness. As the saying goes, martial arts can be found, but fate is hard to find.
"Clan of luck, this is a clan of luck!
Did we hear wrong?! "
As warriors of the Blood Refining Realm, they had already become one with their minds, and their hearing was as sharp as hair. They could hear a feather falling from hundreds of feet away, so how could they have heard wrong? It was just that Xue Sha's words had shocked them.
"Ever since the great battle tens of thousands of years ago, the Fallen Dragon Territory and the Giant Stone Valley have been completely separated. No Clan of luck has appeared in the Fallen Dragon Ridge ever since."
"Chief Qing, what should we do in ten days?!"
At this moment, the chiefs of the Green Sea and Phoenix Mountain Tribes looked at Qing Mu again. After all, this news was too shocking for them. Even the news of the Ancient Yuan Tribe exterminating the demon race that had wreaked havoc in the great wilderness for thousands of years was not as shocking as this.
"It's better to believe it than not. What's the harm in going there in ten days?!"
Qing Mu said after a long time. There was a glimmer of light between his brows. He understood that if what Xue Sha had said was true, then the entire Fallen Dragon Territory would be in a precarious situation. All the tribes would be plunged into a bloody storm because of the sudden appearance of the Ancient Yuan Tribe.
In the past tens of thousands of years, no Clan of luck had appeared in the Fallen Dragon Territory. Although there were differences in the strength of the tribes, they all had the same status. The appearance of the Clan of luck meant that the status of every tribe would be challenged. The Clan of luck had the right to enfeoff the vassal tribes, so they would not be suppressed by the Ancient Yuan Tribe for no reason.
No matter what the chiefs of the three tribes guessed, the people of the Ancient Yuan Tribe had indeed been busy and fulfilling these days.
Five days later, at the Ancient Yuan Tribe's military division.
The major event of the tribe was the sacrifice and the military.
The sacrifice was ranked above the tribe's military affairs. It could be seen how much the Human Clan respected the sacrifice of their ancestors and told the heavens.
They wanted to expand their territory, establish their own tribe, receive the Human Clan's Luck, and forge a foundation that would last for thousands of years.
At the foot of the ancient mountain in the ancient city, a huge platform had been erected, covering an area of a thousand feet and a height of 90 feet. On the high platform, there was another slightly smaller platform of 90 feet. There were five levels in total, and on the top of the platform, the Sacrificial King Cauldron was impressively above.
The ninety-five meter level represented the supreme of the Nine Five Heavens and Earth. Nine black cauldrons were placed on each level of the platform. At this moment, the eighteen cauldrons on the two lower levels of the stone platform were filled with Blood Qi, and raging flames were burning beneath them.
These cauldrons contained the blood of fierce beasts mixed with beast oil. In this vast land, the Human Clan called it Blood Fragrance, and it was only used for sacrifice.
Below the platform, thousands of tribesmen were skinning a fierce beast and pouring the blood into the black iron cauldron, which was then burned by the raging flames.