Fallen Dragon Territory, Easternmost Land.
The mountain range was continuous and densely covered with ancient forests. The mountains pierced through the clouds and blocked out the sun. It was difficult to see the sun all year round. Deep in the ancient forests, muffled roars of beasts could be heard from time to time.
Roar!
A roar that resembled the roar of a dragon or tiger could be heard in the dark and oppressive forest. A golden flame streaked across the sky. Wherever it passed, the air was burned and sizzled. A vacuum visible to the naked eye appeared in the air.
On the back of the golden pegasus, Xiao Chen looked into the distance, looking at the boundless desolate ancient forest. The air contained a unique desolate aura. This was a desolate ancient forest that was even more terrifying than the primitive forest.
It had been two months since the meeting in the stone garden. As the overlord of the entire Fallen Dragon Territory, no human tribe dared to provoke the Gu Yuan Army.
In five months, all the military divisions in the entire territory, including the human military divisions in the eastern region, submitted to the Gu Yuan Army. They offered tributes and left their tribe's mark on the Ten Thousand Tribe Stele. From then on, they would share weal and woe with the Gu Yuan Army.
As for the Gu Yuan Army, the number of low-rank human military divisions under their control had also skyrocketed to 833. These human military divisions had to pay tribute to the Gu Yuan Army every year. When they went to war, they had to lead their combat masters to follow the Gu Yuan Army to the Great Wilderness. Of course, the Gu Yuan Army also had to bear the responsibility of ensuring that they were not harmed by the foreign tribes within the entire tribe's sphere of influence.
Chirp!
As Xiao Chen gazed into the distant wilderness, a chirp came from the distant sky. A huge green bird spread its wings and flew over. When it was about 300 meters away from Xiao Chen, it hesitated, as if it was afraid of the pegasus.
"Brother Xiao, I haven't seen you for a few months. Your martial arts cultivation is even better than before!"
"Brother Feng Yu, you have leaped through the dragon's gate and entered the Heavenly Building Realm. From now on, you are no longer mortal and can travel unhindered in the Great Wilderness!"
It was Feng Yu, the descendant of the Fallen Dragon Ancient City. Seeing him again, Xiao Chen could tell at a glance that Feng Yu had already passed the Heavenly Tribulation of the Heavenly Building Realm. However, when he thought of the strength of this hidden descendant, it was quite understandable.
"Brother Xiao, my master has been waiting for a long time!"
After exchanging some pleasantries, the two of them headed towards the deepest part of the desolate mountain forest. They were constantly chatting about some trivial matters.
"Brother Xiao, I have yet to congratulate your Ancient Origin Combat Division for unifying the Fallen Dragon Territory and making all the tribes submit to you, becoming a true Medial Grade Combat Division."
Surrounded by mountains, at the foot of an ancient mountain that was less than three hundred meters tall, an old man was sitting under a thousand-year-old ancient tree. The tree's trunk was twisted and twisted, and its branches and leaves were luxuriant, just enough to block the scorching sun.
In front of the old man was a wooden stump that had withered for an unknown number of years. There was a pottery tea set placed on the stump. It seemed to have been baked not long ago, and it was still emitting the fragrance of the soil.
There was a bonfire burning at the side. The crimson flames rose, and above the bonfire was a platform piled up with a few stones. On top of the platform was a stone pot. At this moment, clear spring water was boiling in the stone pot, gurgling, and waves of steam rose.
The old man calmly added dried wood to the bonfire, turning a blind eye to the boiling hot water.
In just a short while, Xiao Chen had already arrived in front of the ravine. He dismounted and allowed the pegasus to charge into the depths of the forest. Then, he and Feng Yu walked side by side towards the bottom of the ancient tree.
"You're here!"
The old man raised his head and looked at Xiao Chen. There was no surprise in his eyes, and his gaze was as calm as the spring water in an ancient pond.
"Greetings, Senior!"
Xiao Chen bowed in greeting, not because of anything else, but because the old man had given him the beast skin scroll with the location of the ore vein. This saved the Ancient Origin Combat Division a lot of effort in finding the ore vein. Xiao Chen owed the old man a favor, so he had to bow.
Not only that, but at this moment, Xiao Chen could finally vaguely sense the old man's cultivation. The seemingly frail body contained enough power to tear through the void.
However, the last time he came, the old man gave him the feeling of an ordinary old man, as if it was difficult to sense his aura.
"Not bad!
You're at the peak of the Second Heaven of the High Building Realm, and your foundation is solid. The Old Ancestor of the Ao Shan Tribe died in your hands! "
The old man accepted Xiao Chen's bow with a smile, and then made space for Xiao Chen and Feng Yu to sit down. Then, he continued to fiddle with the bonfire.
Gurgle!
Finally, the old man seemed to feel that the boiling water in the stone pot had met his requirements. He poured the boiling water into the tea set. Suddenly, green leaves rose from the tea set, overflowing with a fragrance.
"Great chaos requires great governance!
For the past thousand years, the entire territory has been in chaos. The remnants of the foreign races have wreaked havoc. I let them be. I thought that there would be someone among them who would stand up and expel the foreign races, and help the human race's inheritance fall. However, I didn't expect that the entire tribe in the territory would either be rotten to the core, or they would lose the courage of the human race! "
"The remnant people who inherited the glory of the ancient city have actually become like this. They have lost the glory of the human race, and have become cubs in captivity. They only know how to fight among themselves. If the people's hearts are rotten, they must be cut off. Otherwise, what hope is there for the entire territory!"
"That's why I've been waiting for an opportunity. Fortunately, I didn't have to wait too long before your Ancient Yuan Battalion appeared. However, I hadn't expected that in just a few short months, you would lead your entire battalion to sweep through the Wasteland and drive away the rot!
"What I didn't expect was that your tribe could actually attract the fate of the high-grade human race to descend. However, this time, hundreds of thousands of people died in sweeping across the wilderness. Even if those people were unpardonable, there were still some ordinary people who died. This will more or less affect the fate of the human race!"
What the old man said was true. As the chief of the tribe, Xiao Chen had performed a blood sacrifice to the King Cauldron, which corresponded with the spirit snake of fate in the sky above the entire tribe. Ever since Xiao Chen had conquered the Ao Shan Army and hundreds of thousands of people had died, he had already felt that he was a little rusty when it came to communicating with the fate of the tribe.
After several months of cultivation, there was still a trace of obstruction. This was the punishment of the tribe's fate for the Ancient Yuan Army's indiscriminate killing of the human race.
Even so, compared to the actual benefits that the Ancient Yuan Army had obtained, this bit of fate backlash was nothing. Moreover, it would not take long for the punishment of the human race's fate to completely disappear.
At this time, Xiao Chen discovered that there was an animal skin scroll on the dead wood stump. At the old man's gesture, Xiao Chen flipped through it. When he saw the records about the King Cauldron, he could not help but be shocked. It turned out that the things that he had thought were hidden were actually exposed to the old man.
Suppressing the shock in his heart, Xiao Chen could not help but sigh. The old man's sect was indeed worthy of being a descendant of the ancient city from tens of thousands of years ago. Their heritage was so profound. The allusions recorded on this animal skin scroll were enough to form the foundation of a human army's existence. This was something that could only be compiled after a long period of accumulation.
"The King Cauldron, the Purple Snake Army, was once the guardian tribe of this land and the guardian of the foreign race's Void Road. I didn't expect the Ancient Yuan Tribe to have such an opportunity!"
Since the old man already knew everything about it, Xiao Chen no longer hid it. Xiao Chen's right hand grasped forward.
Buzz!
The space shook, and a palm-sized token with purple patterns appeared in Xiao Chen's hand.
The token was covered with strange patterns, and there was a simple "guard" character in the middle, emitting an invisible aura.
"This is?"
"The foreign race's Void Road's Guardian Token!"
What!
"This is the Void Road's Guardian Token, then you …!"
The old man's voice trembled slightly. As a descendant of the ancient city of the human race, how could he not know what this palm-sized token was?
"That's right, Xiao Chen is this generation's Otaku's Void Road's Guardian!"
"How is this possible!"
Feng Yu could not help but exclaim. Tens of thousands of years ago, when Otaku opened up the Void Road and descended into this wasteland, her sect had a detailed record of it.
However, tens of thousands of years ago, the once powerful Otaku had actually disappeared from this land. Only a few scattered remnants of Otaku were left in the wasteland, and the records of Otaku in her sect had come to an abrupt end.
They even thought that the previous Otaku had been completely killed by the human race's ancestors, and the Void Road had been completely sealed. They did not expect it to appear in Xiao Chen's hands today.
Since the Otaku's Void Road's Guardian Token had appeared in Xiao Chen's hands, the only explanation was that Otaku's Void Road had not been completely sealed, and it was still a path that could connect to Otaku!
How could this news not shock the two of them? At this moment, the old man's originally calm mood was completely shattered, and he could no longer care about brewing the medicinal tea.
There were a lot of Void Road of the foreign races in the human world. For countless years, the people of the hundred races had all wanted to turn these Void Road into an eternal path. In the wasteland, some of the more powerful tribes had even suppressed the Void Road of the foreign races.
Not to mention the distant ones, just the mid-rank Iron Hoof Battle Division alone had suppressed a Blood Race's Void Road. This Blood Race's Void Road had only been formed a few thousand years ago, and on the other side of the Void Road, there was a mid-rank Blood Race family. A Void Road of this level was nothing to the human race.
However, Otaku's Void Road was different. In the eyes of this master and disciple, it was like a nightmare. Back then, Otaku, who had opened up this Void Road, was a power that was comparable to the human race's upper-rank Hou Clan, and there were even half-step King warriors among them.
What was a half-step King? The last city leader of their Fallen Dragon Ancient City was such a powerful warrior. He had completed the ninth level of the martial arts, and he had broken through the boundary of life and death.
If this Otaku's Void Road had not been completely sealed, with the power of the entire Fallen Dragon Territory right now …
No!
Even with the power of the entire human race in the Desolate Region, it would still be difficult to stop Otaku's advance. Thinking about this, the master and disciple felt a chill down their spines.
With this kind of power, if the Void Road was broken and the Otaku Battle Masters descended, the entire Desolate Region's billions of humans would be completely subdued by Otaku's iron hoof, becoming blood slaves, never to see the light of day again!