On the third day after the Iron Hoof tribe's chief arrived, the chiefs of the middle-grade Azure Mountain Division and the middle-grade Surging Spear Division also arrived at the Gu Yuan tribe. Only the middle-grade Red Bear Division had yet to arrive.
The middle-grade Azure Mountain Division was located to the east of the Iron Hoof Division and had its back against the Fallen Dragon Mountain Range. The two tribes did not share a border and were separated by about thirty thousand kilometers of wasteland.
In reality, the wasteland was vast and sparsely populated. There were not many tribes like the Gu Yuan tribe and the Iron Hoof Division that were close to each other. Moreover, there was a special reason why the Iron Hoof Division and the Gu Yuan tribe were so close to each other.
The middle-grade Surging Spear Division was located to the northeast of the Iron Hoof Division and similarly did not share a border with the Iron Hoof Division. The Red Bear Division was located to the east of the Surging Spear Division and the Azure Mountain Division. It was four hundred thousand kilometers away from the Gu Yuan tribe. Therefore, it was very normal that they had yet to arrive at the Gu Yuan tribe after three days.
"Three chiefs, it must have been hard on you to come to my Gu Yuan tribe from afar."
In the great hall of the Gu Yuan tribe, Xiao Chen looked at the three martial practitioners sitting side by side below and said with a smile.
"Venerable sir, you are too kind. We have come to the Venerable's tent on the orders of the Ancestral Court."
The three chiefs were filled with fear and trepidation when they heard Xiao Chen's words. Xiao Chen's reputation was well-known in the Desolate Border Region. Even though their tribes lived in a remote corner of the Desolate Border Region, his name still resounded like thunder in their ears. Moreover, Xiao Chen had advanced to the Venerable stage. The Venerable stage could be said to be the top combat power in the Desolate Border Region, so they had no choice but to be careful.
In reality, these few large tribes, including the Gu Yuan tribe, were all located at the edge of the Desolate Border Region. They happened to be in the southwest corner, near the enormous Fallen Dragon Mountain Range.
"The Iron Hoof Tribe and our Gu Yuan Tribe are neighbors. Hence, the chief of the Iron Hoof Tribe has arrived a few days earlier than the two of you. He has already informed me of the situation in the Iron Hoof Tribe. May I know if anything unexpected has happened in the tribes of Chief Lan and Chief Yue?"
The few large tribes were located at the edge of the Desolate Border Region. Including the Ancient Yuan Tribe, there were a total of ninety middle-rank combat divisions in the Desolate Border Region. Their strength was ranked in the lower ranks.
The patriarch of the Blue Mountain Combat Division was an old man. His cultivation base was at the peak of the third level of the Heavenly Building Realm. Although he was not young, he wore a black battle robe and had a resolute face. Although his blood qi was not at its peak, there were no signs of defeat.
The patriarch of the Yue Ge Division was a middle-aged burly man named Yue Hu. His strength was also at the third layer of the Heavy Building Realm, but Xiao Chen sensed that his vitality was at its peak, and he could pass the Lightning Fire Tribulation at any time and advance to the fourth layer of the Heavy Building Realm.
"Clan Leader Xiao."
The first to stand up was the elder from the Azure Mountain Tribe. After a period of time, the few of them had gradually calmed down.
"My Azure Mountain Combat Division is close to the Falling Dragon Mountain Range. Beast tides have continuously appeared these days. Three star ferocious beasts have even appeared every three to five days, bringing tens of thousands of ferocious beasts to attack my tribe's stronghold.
"The Yue Ge Division has not been invaded. However, there is a dangerous place thousands of miles away from my tribe called Fallen Wind Cliff. In the past, few people have visited that place, but the combat masters of the tribe have discovered signs of other people's activities there."
The patriarch of the Yue Ge Division stood up and said, "Not only that, a team of combat masters went to investigate, but they have completely disappeared. No one has been able to find them, and no corpses have been found. Originally, I wanted to personally go to Fallen Wind Cliff to investigate, but I immediately received an edict from the Ancestral Court to come to the Ancient Yuan Tribe to pay a visit to patriarch Xiao.
"Therefore, before we came, we have already ordered the martial artists of the tribe not to act rashly. It is enough to just defend the tribe, lest our strength is insufficient and alert the enemy. Clan Leader Xiao, please make a decision."
Hearing this, Xiao Chen nodded his head, but his mind was constantly thinking. It seemed that the entire Desolate Border Region was being manipulated by the foreign races, and the situation was definitely not small. Their few large tribes were only located at the edge of the Desolate Border Region, but the foreign races were actually invading and harassing them.
No one knew how many foreign races were hiding in the depths of the Desolate Border Region. Now that the battle of the Boundary River had arrived, the long period of silence and accumulation of strength had indeed provided them with an opportunity.
Then, Xiao Chen told the three in front of him that the River of a Hundred Realms was about to descend into the Hole Void World, so that they understood that their tribes were currently being harassed to varying degrees. Although they had yet to discover the real figures of the foreign races, in the Desolate Border Region, only the foreign races would be like this.
The hidden figures near the Yue Ge Division and the beast tides that the Azure Mountain Combat Division had encountered were definitely the work of the foreign races.
"Chief Xiao, when the River of a Hundred Realms descends outside the Hole Void World, will our Desolate Border Region be able to resist it?"
The truth that Xiao Chen said made the three chiefs in front of him feel a chill rising up their backs. Although they were in charge of a division and had thousands of subordinate tribes under their command, in the face of such a real crisis, they still did not have much resistance.
"Hmph!"
Looking at the expressions of the three people in front of him that contained some fear, Xiao Chen could not help but let out a cold snort, immediately causing them to tremble and wake up in an instant.
"Since the Desolate Era, the Human Emperor of the Desolate Era appeared out of nowhere and led the human race to conquer the Hundred Races. After that, the Human Emperor of the Desolate Era inherited the will of the human race and guarded the Desolate Land of the Human World. When did the human race ever give up an inch of land under our feet?"
"What is there to be afraid of the foreign races? The human race resisted the conquest of the Hundred Races, relying on endless fighting spirit, valiant determination to not fear death. Could it be that these years of ease have cooled the blood flowing in your bodies?"
Xiao Chen's roar was like a tide, constantly pouring into the ears of the three, buzzing.
"We are ashamed!"
After being awakened by Xiao Chen, the faces of the three people immediately turned red, and blue veins popped out on their exposed arms.
Seeing that the three people had woken up, Xiao Chen's momentum also gradually melted. He also understood that the River of the Hundred Realms could be said to be a nightmare for any martial artist, and they were just shocked by this sudden news.
Then, Xiao Chen's tone softened as he said, "Our human race has many cultivators. Even if the River of the Hundred Realms descends, the human race's ancestral court will not let the foreign races run rampant. This time, this Patriarch has been ordered to conquer the Great Desolate Wasteland. I want to eradicate the foreign races that are causing trouble in the Wasteland. Only then can we prepare for the battle of the Boundary River!"
--- As Xiao Chen chatted with the three War Tribe Chiefs, a human Medial Grade Combat Division was located hundreds of thousands of kilometers away, in the depths of a desolate forest near the Falling Dragon Mountain Range, where the ancient mountains were connected.
At the end of the mountain range, there was a city built by the human race.
Its back was against the cliff of an ancient mountain that was three thousand feet high. The entire mountain city was built according to the surrounding rocks, so it looked very irregular. However, when it came to defense, it was very strong. The tall ancient stone walls were cast with molten iron, forming a natural defense.
However, at this moment, the entire mountain city was filled with a dull atmosphere.
The smell of blood!
On the dark city walls, there was a layer of sticky blood stains, as if it had not been there for a long time. There were even some pieces of flesh in the cracks of some stones.
On the city walls, except for some who were on guard, the rest of the soldiers were lying on the ground, snoring loudly. They seemed to be so tired that they could even fall asleep after a casual walk, not caring at all about the dried blood stains on the ground.
At the back of the mountain city, on the cliff that was thousands of feet high, there was a pavilion hanging on the cliff. At the top of the pavilion, a man as strong as a bear stood with his hands clasped behind his back, looking at the desolate forest outside the mountain city. He did not care at all that his battle robe was torn, and there was even a trace of blood on his arm.
There were three other martial artists behind him. All five of them exuded a bloody aura, indicating that they were Third Floor martial artists.
Looking at the desolate forest outside the mountain city that had fallen into silence, there was a hint of worry in the eyes of the few people. After a few breaths, a martial artist walked forward. "Tribe Leader!"
However, the burly man, who looked like a bear, stopped him from speaking. He extended his hand and pointed towards an ancient forest outside of the city. The place that the burly man had pointed to was completely cold. However, the few of them were able to sense a couple of extremely obscure auras within it.
"These foreign race bastards have received reinforcements. It seems that they are going to attack again!"
"They have besieged my Crimson Bear Battalion for three days and nights without a care for their casualties. Have they gone mad?!"
The strong man could not help but reveal a bitter smile when he heard the words of the elder behind him. His Crimson Bear Battalion was close to the Falling Dragon Mountain Range and was located in a remote location. Even the closest battalion of the same level was hundreds of thousands of miles away. They rarely contacted each other, and it could even be said that they were isolated outside the desolate border region. He did not expect that the foreign race would have an opportunity to take advantage of them.
Five days ago, he had received an edict from the Ancestral Court and learned that his tribe had been placed under the control of Tribe Leader Xiao of the Gu Yuan Tribe. He had wanted to head to the Gu Yuan Tribe, but before he could move, his entire battalion was surrounded by tens of thousands of foreign race battle masters. These foreign race allied forces that had appeared out of nowhere caught him off guard, and tens of thousands of his clansmen were slaughtered.
With great difficulty, they managed to rebuild their defenses in the mountain city, but immediately after, they welcomed the continuous attacks of the foreign race for three days. In these three days, more than half of the Crimson Bear Battalion's battle masters had been killed, but the foreign race seemed to have gone mad and would not let them go.
The huge casualties forced the foreign race to stop their attacks, but in just half a day, another foreign race battle master appeared from the depths of the Falling Dragon Mountain Range and surrounded the Crimson Bear Battalion.
Looking at the foreign race battle masters outside who were about to attack again, a trace of brutality and madness flashed in the eyes of the Crimson Bear Battalion's leader. He said to a warrior behind him in a deep voice, "Elder Feng, your warbeast is a Wind Thunder Crane, and you are the fastest in the tribe. Later, I will hold off the foreign race experts with the other two elders, and you will take the opportunity to charge out of the encirclement and head to the Gu Yuan Tribe to seek reinforcements!"
"But, Tribe Leader …"
"There are no buts!"
The strong man shouted. "Remember to charge out to the Gu Yuan Tribe and seek reinforcements from Tribe Leader Xiao. Otherwise, the hundreds of thousands of clansmen of the Crimson Bear Battalion will be slaughtered!"
"Let's go!"
In the next moment, the strong man rushed out of the city and met a demon. Battle cries rang out again. The foreign race had begun their attack!