Luck was ethereal and boundless. It was a mysterious power that seemed to exist in a different space and time. It was difficult for ordinary people to see its true appearance.
Even someone with a strong will like Xiao Chen could not shake it at all. Yesterday, the new city of the Gu Yuan Tribe had been built. Great Elder Tie Wen had read the prayer book in front of all the tribe members and placed the bronze document containing the construction of the Gu Yuan Tribe's new city into the Sacrificial King Cauldron for nourishment.
More than 200,000 members of the Gu Yuan Tribe shouted in unison, and an invisible force condensed in the sky above the Gu Yuan Tribe. The spiritual will of countless clansmen flowed into the entire pillar of providence. This was the essence of providence that belonged to the Gu Yuan Tribe. It was filled with auspicious energy, and it looked like thousands of purple clouds.
With the help of the pillar of luck condensed by all the people, the remnant luck of the ancient human city that was thousands of feet underground was drawn out. At the moment, it was fusing with the pillar of luck of the entire Gu Yuan Tribe. Although this Yinglong's luck was of a very high grade, it had been dormant underground for tens of thousands of years, so most of its spirituality had been damaged. It was only supported by its instincts.
When the pillar of luck of the Gu Yuan Tribe completely fused with the Yinglong, the general trend of the Gu Yuan Tribe would condense. Two days later, when the entire tribe offered sacrifices to the heavens and announced to the tribe that the luck that descended from the tribe would be intercepted by the Sacrificial King Cauldron and fused with the general trend of the tribe, the Gu Yuan Tribe would never be able to sever its connection with the Human Race.
People had a general trend, and so did the tribe. The blood of everyone in the tribe was like a dragon, surging like the sea. This meant that the tribe was prosperous and had unlimited potential.
The so-called general trend was when the spiritual will of countless people was condensed to the extreme. When countless spiritual wills were condensed together, the quantitative change would lead to a qualitative change that could oppress everything. When the general trend was dispirited, this kind of belief and willpower would collapse and be difficult to gather. Naturally, people would feel dispirited and dissatisfied.
At this moment, night had fallen. All the members of the Gu Yuan Tribe had already gone to sleep. However, in the sky above the tribe, an invisible pillar of luck appeared. It seemed to be connected to every member of the tribe as they inhaled and exhaled. As each member of the tribe inhaled and exhaled, an invisible airflow was sucked into their bodies.
Roar! Roar!
Under the bright moonlight, the two Snow Wolves were constantly tearing at each other. As they were related by the same mother, the two Snow Wolves would naturally not engage in a bloodbath. This was merely due to the excitement of breaking through their original realms, and they wanted to compete against each other. Furthermore, no one had any intention of stopping their actions.
At this moment, there were over ten figures standing behind Xiao Chen on the tall mountain wall. Other than the three Grand Elders, there were also a group of Blood Refining Realm cultivators. At this moment, these people's strength was not lower than the late Blood Refining Realm.
Since their own tribe was going to build a Luck Tribe, how could they not know about the magical effects of this Luck Tribe and the threat it posed to other tribes? Currently, the Guyuan Tribe did not have a strong enough foundation. Even in terms of powerhouses, they were still far behind a middle-ranked combat division.
In terms of powerhouses, a middle-ranked combat division needed a Sky Building Realm martial artist to hold the fort. A Sky Building Realm martial artist was enough to destroy the current Guyuan Tribe eight times over.
Fortunately, the Sky Building Realm martial artists of the Fallen Dragon Ridge did not appear in the world. Those who wanted to stop the Guyuan Tribe from building a Luck Tribe were only low-ranked human tribes.
As long as the Guyuan Tribe could withstand their attack in two days and build a Luck Tribe, even if a Sky Building Realm martial artist really came and integrated the entire tribe's Luck Tribe, Xiao Chen might still have the power to fight. Even if it was difficult to kill or defeat them, he could at least protect the tribe from destruction.
"Tribe Leader, according to the tribe's scouts, the news that the Guyuan Tribe is going to build a Luck Tribe in two days has spread to countless human combat divisions in the Fallen Dragon Territory. These combat divisions are not friendly to the Guyuan Tribe. I'm afraid that on the day of the Guyuan Tribe's sacrifice to the heavens, these people will definitely jump out!"
"Hmph, do you even need to say it? When the Guyuan Tribe is going to build a Luck Tribe, these human combat divisions will definitely jump out. I'm afraid that when the time comes, there will be an abnormal massacre!"
"What's there to be afraid of? We'll deal with whatever comes our way. Now that our Gu Yuan Tribe has a strong army, don't blame us for being impolite if you want to stop our Gu Yuan Tribe from expanding our territory. It's not like we haven't killed our own people before!"
"In the past, there was a shortage of resources, but in the past few days, the overall strength of the Guyuan Tribe is no longer the same as before with the accumulation of sufficient resources. It's no longer weaker than any of the top low-ranked combat divisions in the Vast Wilderness. In fact, it's far beyond them. If these tribes really dare to cause trouble in two days, we'll make sure that they won't be able to return!"
The elders and chiliarchs behind him rebuked angrily when they heard the previous words. However, the Guyuan Tribe now had such confidence.
After wiping out the remnants of the Demon Race, these treasured herbs, spiritual herbs, and precious casting materials had been continuously transformed into the tribe's strength. Moreover, after Xiao Chen nurtured the eight or nine hundred-year-old herbs in the space of the Seal of Mountains and Rivers, they had broken through to the thousand-year medicinal age in less than ten days, advancing from treasured herbs to spiritual herbs.
As for the other medicinal herbs that were hundreds of years old, Xiao Chen was already mass-producing them. These medicinal herbs were all turned into elixirs in the hands of the hundreds of pharmacist apprentices of the Hundred Herb Hall and distributed to the people in the tribe. Almost every moment, there were people making breakthroughs and stepping onto the path of martial arts cultivation.
At this moment, among the ten thousand combat masters of the Gu Yuan Tribe, the ordinary soldiers were at least at the late stage of the Tempered Bone Realm. If they were placed in other human combat divisions, they would be at the level of a corporal. With the accumulation of a large number of medicinal herbs and elixirs, the strength of the soldiers naturally improved by leaps and bounds.
Originally, there were more than five to six hundred martial artists at the Tempered Bone Perfection Realm in the Gu Yuan Tribe. Apart from some who were not in the tribe, some who had exhausted their potential, and some who had not reached the peak of the Tempered Bone Realm, there were still nearly a hundred martial artists who had reached the peak of the Tempered Bone Perfection Realm. They were only a step away from the Blood Refining Realm.
In order to resist the invasion of the other human combat divisions in the Fallen Dragon Territory, Xiao Chen gave these centurions who were half a step into the Blood Refining Realm in batches of elixirs that could help them break through to the next realm. Over the past ten days, there were seven or eight martial artists breaking through their original realm every day and becoming chiliarchs.
However, the path of martial arts cultivation was not always smooth sailing. Even with the elixirs that Xiao Chen gave them to break through to the next realm, there were still more than ten tribesmen who had not succeeded in breaking through to the next realm. Some of them had their meridians crippled, while others had their cultivation deviated and turned into ashes.
This was also the reason why the elders were so confident in resisting the attacks of the other human combat divisions in the Fallen Dragon Territory. At this moment, there were more than one hundred and twenty Blood Refining Realm martial artists in the tribe. As for centurions, there were more than a thousand of them. Even if all the tribes joined forces, the Gu Yuan Tribe might not be able to fight them.