Desolate Border City.
After ten days, the news of Xiao Chen leading the Gu Yuan Tribe to carry the Desolate Border's Will of Providence to fight against the Blood Race did not die down. Instead, it seemed to be spreading like wildfire.
The Desolate Border's Will of Providence Blood Sacrifice concerned the future of the entire Desolate Border. It could be said that it also concerned the life and death of countless human compatriots on this land.
Especially in the past two years, the foreign races had continuously descended on the Desolate Border to attack the human battalions. Countless human compatriots had died at the hands of the foreign races. Their tribes had been destroyed and they had no home to return to. This only intensified the people's hatred towards the foreign races. The news of the Gu Yuan Tribe fighting on behalf of the entire Desolate Border spread like wildfire throughout the entire Desolate Border.
Xiao Chen had only stepped out of the ancestral court for a moment when he was surrounded by a swarm of cultivators.
"Patriarch Xiao has come out! Patriarch Xiao of the Gu Yuan Tribe has come out!"
In an instant, a cultivator shouted loudly. There were even more cultivators stumbling over from afar. Unknowingly, hundreds and thousands of cultivators had gathered outside the ancestral court.
"Patriarch Xiao, I am a wanderer. Although I am not a famous powerhouse in the Desolate Border, I am still hot-blooded. I wish to join the Gu Yuan Tribe and fight to the death against the foreign races. I hope Patriarch Xiao can take me in!"
"Xiao Chen, we are all cultivators who wish to join the Gu Yuan Tribe. Now that the foreign races are rampant in the Desolate Border, countless human compatriots have fallen, their blood spilling over the land. Patriarch Xiao carries the will of the Desolate Border and fights for us. We are also willing to fight for the Desolate Border. Even if we die, we will not let down the will of our ancestors!"
"Patriarch Xiao, we have been waiting for you outside the ancestral court for a long time. We want Patriarch Xiao to take us in and join the Gu Yuan Tribe so that we can participate in the Blood War in three months. We do not fear death. We only want to fight for the Desolate Border."
Many cultivators' hearts surged, and they could not control themselves. Some cultivators even cried out in surprise. Their eyes were filled with determination, and some even knelt on the ground.
The scene in front of him startled Xiao Chen as well. Before he could react, he was surrounded by many cultivators. Not only that, but aside from the cultivators surrounding him, there were also other cultivators surging towards him.
"Clan Leader Xiao, please accept us into the clan. We will fight together in the bloody battle three months from now. Even if our blood runs dry, we will have no regrets!"
Hu!
Xiao Chen took a deep breath, and a deep look appeared in his eyes. It was impossible for these cultivators not to know about the danger of the Luck Blood Sacrifice that would take place in three months. Not to mention what the future of the Desolate Region would be like in the future.
Just the Gu Yuan Tribe alone was enough to deal with the Blood Clan's Fainted Blood Clan. This was an aristocratic family descended from a king. Although the former king had fallen a long time ago and the family's strength had declined to an unimaginable level, the Gu Yuan Tribe's Fainted Blood Clan's strength had declined to an unimaginable level.
However, to the entire Gu Yuan Tribe, the declining Xuehun Family was still an unimaginably great enemy. Just the Xuehun Family's Patriarch, Xuehun Shixin, was an existence that Xiao Chen still found difficult to deal with. At this moment, they did not know what kind of resources the Xuehun Family still had.
After all, the foundation of a descendant of a king that had been passed down for countless years was not easy to estimate!
The warriors kneeling in front of him, who wanted to join the Gu Yuan Tribe and fight against the Blood Clan, were at the Blood Refining Realm and the Heavenly Building Realm. However, their strength was still very insignificant when facing the entire Blood Clan.
They knew that this was a path of death, but they still wanted to step on it. Were they stupid!?
Perhaps this was the inextinguishable passion of the Human Clan passed down from generation to generation. This was a mark that was branded in the depths of the Human Clan's bloodline. They might not be a match for the enemy, but they would not be afraid to fight!
"Everyone, please rise. You are all true warriors."
Xiao Chen's voice sounded. In an instant, Xiao Chen's figure stood in mid-air, cupped his fists, and gestured to the surrounding people. He shouted again in a deep voice, "I welcome heroes from all over the Gu Yuan Tribe. Defend my desolate border together!"
The sonorous sound immediately resounded through the entire Desolate Border Ancient City. Then, Xiao Chen did not stay. He flew out of the city and quickly disappeared from everyone's sight. No matter what, the actions of these warriors made Xiao Chen excited.
However, after his figure disappeared, the gathered warriors did not disperse. Instead, they found it even more difficult to suppress their emotions.
"What are you waiting for? Everyone, I don't have any children. I'm all alone, so I'll take my leave first. Let's meet at the Gu Yuan Tribe!" Suddenly, a cultivator cupped his fists in all directions and flew out of Desolate Border City.
"Let's go together!
Let's go together! "
In the blink of an eye, dozens of figures flew out of the Desolate Border City. They were obviously heading for the Gu Yuan Tribe.
This was only a part of it. In fact, ever since Xiao Chen carried the will of the Human Clan in front of the Sacred Tower of Flame ten days ago and established a battle agreement with the Blood Clan, countless warriors had been impassioned. Some people had already set off for the Gu Yuan Tribe.
The Desolate Border City was the center of the entire Desolate Border Land. In fact, in addition to the Human Clan's Ancestral Court and the Lords of Ranger in the Four City District, there were also a few other forces that were not weak. However, they were not native to the Desolate Border Land.
Just like the Bronze Tower of the Void Barter Ceremony that Xiao Chen had participated in when he first came to the Desolate Border City, this was a force from the Human Clan's territory, but it came from the distant South-Central Region and had a Legendary Marquis behind it.
After Xiao Chen left, the Lords of Ranger and the leaders of the major forces in the sky above the Desolate Border City all had complicated looks in their eyes. Compared to the ordinary warriors below, their strength and status allowed them to see more clearly and understand the meaning of the Battle of Providence.
The Battle of Providence used the entire tribe as the price and millions of humans as the foundation. The wager was the future of the entire Desolate Border Land. This concerned the life and death of hundreds of millions of people, so one could imagine how dangerous it was.
Even if they joined in, they might not be able to change the entire situation. Just looking at the day when Xiao Chen had fought with the Blood Clan powerhouse, he had been severely injured in just one move. This level of battle was no longer a level that they could participate in.
They were stronger than the warriors below, but they were more worried. Perhaps they were not timid and did not want to fight, but sometimes they had no choice. They were not as magnanimous as the ordinary warriors below.
The Bronze Tower!
The Tower Master was an old man. At this moment, he stood at the top of the Bronze Tower. Although his eyes were cloudy, the depths of his pupils were extremely clear, as if he had seen the vicissitudes of the world.
"Someone!" The old man looked at Xiao Chen's disappearing figure with an inexplicable look in his eyes.
"Tower Master!"
"Pass down the order. Open the treasury and take out 100,000 high-grade Yuan Stones and 100,000 jun of various ores and cast materials. Send them to the Gu Yuan Tribe. Consider it a token of appreciation from the foreign races of the Gu Yuan Tribe."
As soon as the old man's voice fell, the warrior did not immediately accept the order. Instead, he was a little hesitant.
"What's wrong?" The old man did not turn his head, and his voice became sharp.
"Tower Master, these Yuan Stones and cast materials need to be escorted to my Qinghui Marquis Division this year. If we send them to the Gu Yuan Tribe, what should we do if the clan finds out that the escorting resources are insufficient?"
The martialist said. 100,000 upper-grade Primordial Stones and 100,000 jun of casting ores of various qualities were extremely valuable. However, the Pagoda Master had given them to the Gu Yuan Tribe so casually, which made him feel a little indignant.
"Also, right now, all of the Eastern Wastelands are being bullied by the foreign races. The Southern Region that I, the legend Qing Hui, am in is no exception. While these resources are not much for my Qing Hui Battalion, with the war approaching, these resources are all indispensable resources!"
"Alright, do as I say. As for the clan's investigation, I will personally explain it to the clan leader!"
Although he was indignant about the Bronze Tower Master's anger, he did not dare to disobey. In the end, he bowed and made preparations, leaving the old man standing alone at the top of the tower.
After a long time, the old man's faint voice sounded with a trace of helplessness. "How can there be intact eggs when the nest is overturned?"
Contrary to what his subordinates thought, they were all descendants of the Human Race. Although they were not from the same region, the foreign races had descended and were wreaking havoc in the Desolate Border. Although these resources seemed to be a lot, they were not worth mentioning to the legendary Qinghui Army behind him. These resources could be used to increase the Gu Yuan Tribe's combat strength in the bloody battle against the Blood Race.
Moreover, although they were not from the Desolate Border, the Bronze Tower had stood in the Desolate Border City for tens of thousands of years. They were already bound together for good or bad. If the Desolate Border was destroyed, the Bronze Tower would not have a place to stand and would also perish.
If Xiao Chen could lead the Gu Yuan Tribe back in triumph, a legendary force that was not much weaker than his Qinghui Army would definitely appear in the Desolate Border. How could adding flowers to embroidery be better than providing charcoal in snowy weather!
In fact, a few years ago, the news of Xiao Chen's supreme combat strength and his potential to become a king had spread to the entire Eastern Wilderness and the Southern Region because of the Bronze Tower's trip to the Southern Region.
Gu Yuan Tribe.
The Gu Yuan Tribe was like the protector of this land, standing tall on the ground. Stone houses were densely built between the ancient hills outside the mountain city.
These houses belonged to some of the tribes that had migrated to the vicinity of the Gu Yuan Tribe. The fact that they could be so close to the Gu Yuan Tribe's mountain city meant that they had migrated very quickly. Some tribes that had arrived later could only settle down and live far away. At this moment, the land that stretched for hundreds of miles around the tribe was filled with houses.
Fortunately, with the suppression of the Gu Yuan Tribe, there were no foreign tribes that dared to attack them. The tribes that gathered around the Gu Yuan Tribe were still very peaceful. However, with so many tribes gathered together, it was inevitable that there would be friction. Therefore, the Gu Yuan Tribe's Guard Hall would constantly patrol the tribe's surroundings.
Crack!
In an ancient mountain hundreds of miles away from the Gu Yuan Tribe, the sound of a void barrier shattering rang out. A green figure squeezed out of the Hole Void World. It was Xiao Chen. He did not appear directly in the tribe.