A day later, in the tribe's main hall.
"Elders, my Gu Yuan Tribe will be promoted tomorrow. This time, I want to tell all the warriors in the Desolate Border that from now on, my Gu Yuan Tribe will become a Gu Yuan Marquis Tribe."
Whoosh!
In an instant, as Xiao Chen's voice fell, all the elders and venerables of the Gu Yuan Tribe in the tribe's main hall felt their hearts tremble.
Although the Gu Yuan Tribe had already become a marquis combat division, the tribe's level was still the same as it had been when the Luck Tribe had been established. Therefore, it was still unjustifiable to claim the tribe's title.
However, the elders of the Gu Yuan Tribe, who had followed Xiao Chen to the desolate border step by step, found it hard to calm their hearts. The shock in the hearts of the First Elder, Tie Shi, and the other elders was even more difficult to comprehend. Within ten years, a small tribe was going to become a Marquis Grade Divine Beast. Such a grand occasion was rare in the Great Desolate Eon.
What was a marquis division?
In the entire Mortal World, only the Marquis grade could be considered as the strength of a tribe that could truly attract the attention of many humans. Without the Marquis grade, a tribe could only become famous in a region, or even be trapped in a corner of a region.
In the Desolate Border, a marquis rank was enough to truly spread throughout a region and shake the Desolate Border. Just like the Baize Marquis Division, the Gu Yuan Tribe had only been around for 10 years.
10 years was only the time for an expert to go into seclusion, but the Gu Yuan Tribe had risen in the Desolate Border!
In the main hall, Xiao Chen's voice sounded, full of majesty. The tribe's promotion was a grand occasion that belonged to the Gu Yuan Tribe, so all the people of the tribe had to participate!
Xiao Chen paused for a moment before continuing, "This time, the Gu Yuan Tribe's promotion is different from the other combat divisions in the Human World, where it is promoted for the sake of the tribe's rank. The Gu Yuan Tribe's promotion is for the sake of the bloody battle.
"Ever since the Gu Yuan Tribe was founded, the luck we have received has far surpassed that of the other tribes in the Human World. This is a blessing, but it is also a crisis. We have been in the same boat for 10 years, and now is the time for the Gu Yuan Tribe to forge our glory!
"I believe all the elders should know the reason. Similarly, in my heart, the Gu Yuan Tribe should directly become a legendary marquis division. However, things cannot be controlled by others. The Gu Yuan Tribe carries the luck of the Human Race in the Desolate Border. This time, we have no choice but to fight, and we have to win!"
"Good!
What a good 'victory in battle'! "
Just at this moment, a dignified voice resounded through the entire hall. However, none of the martial artists in the hall could discover where the voice came from. It was as if it had appeared directly in the hall.
On the other hand, Xiao Chen, who was sitting on the main seat, had a look of understanding in his eyes when he heard this. This was because the voice had been condensed into a line and transmitted to the tribe's main hall, and the owner of the voice might still be hundreds of miles away.
"Elders, follow me to welcome the Court Lord!"
The elders of the Gu Yuan Tribe were shocked when they heard Xiao Chen's words. The Court Lord was naturally referring to the Court Lord of the Desolate Border Human Race's Ancestral Court.
These days, they naturally heard some news about the new Court Lord of the Desolate Border. He was at the Ninth Celestial Layer of the Heavenly Building Realm, a Half King level powerhouse who had already set foot on the King's Road. This was definitely a great figure who could suppress the Desolate Border!
Now, such a person had descended upon his Gu Yuan Tribe!
In the blink of an eye, Xiao Chen had already left the tribal city with a group of elders from the Gu Yuan Tribe.
Outside Mountain City.
"Xiao Chen of the Gu Yuan Tribe has led a group of elders to welcome the arrival of the Court Lord!"
In front of Xiao Chen was a young martialist in a purple battle robe. However, his eyes exuded an aura of vicissitudes, which made it clear that the martialist in front of him was not as young as he looked. He must have experienced countless trials and tribulations!
"Dispense with the formalities, Patriarch Xiao. Are you ready?" Supremacy Zi Yang came alone and stood in midair.
"The only way is to fight!" Xiao Chen's reply stunned everyone at the side. It was as if he did not answer the question.
However, Marquis Ziyang nodded, as if he understood the meaning behind Xiao Chen's words.
"The advancement of the Gu Yuan Tribe is for the future Battle of Providence in the desolate border. As the Court Lord of the Ancestral Court, I naturally have to rush over. This time, I will be thick-skinned. I am willing to preside over the advancement of the Gu Yuan Tribe to a marquis division as the Priest."
The Purple Sun Divine Marquis's words elicited a look of pleasant surprise from the eyes of the many elders behind Xiao Chen. The Human Race's Ancestral Court's Court Lord would be the Sacrificial Officer presiding over their tribe's advancement. What kind of glory would that be? Which tribe in the entire desolate border would have such an honor?
"Thank you!"
The establishment of the Providence Tribe was related to the upcoming Providence Blood Sacrifice Battle. This was the reason why Marquis Ziyang had condescended to preside over the advancement of the Gu Yuan Tribe to a marquis division.
After all, as an elder of the Human Race's Emperor East's Palace, his status was even higher than that of the Legendary Marquis Division. In the past, even the Supreme Marquis Division would not have been taken seriously by Marquis Ziyang. This was not because he looked down on them, but because it was a matter of his vision and qualifications. After all, it was difficult for him to pay attention to the tribes below the Legendary Marquis Division.
"Court Lord, it is my honor to have you come to the Gu Yuan Tribe. Please rest in the tribe!" Then, Xiao Chen welcomed Marquis Ziyang into the tribe.
The next day …
The morning mist had yet to disperse. When the golden morning sun pierced through the mist and refracted the light curtain, it shone with a colorful brilliance. The entire wasteland was still standing quietly, bearing witness to the vicissitudes of time since the beginning of time.
Woo woo woo!
All of a sudden, the desolate sound of a horn resounded throughout the entire mountain city of the Gu Yuan Tribe. This sound was desolate, deep, and endlessly powerful. It pierced through the mist in the morning light.
This was the war horn that belonged to the Human Race. Since ancient times, the Human Race had resisted the invasions of hundreds of races on their own. There was always a time when they were lacking and lost. This sound of the horn was the signal to guide the Human Race on their journey again.
Buzz!
At this moment, it seemed as if the entire forest was shaking. The sound of horses galloping once again resounded in the desolate land.
As the desolate and heavy horn sounded, countless members of the Gu Yuan Tribe in the mountain city began to rush to the vast area in front of the Heaven Worship Altar.
They had long known that today was the day that their Gu Yuan Tribe would advance to a marquis division. All of this seemed like an illusion. When they joined the Gu Yuan Tribe, they had never thought that such a moment would come. When this moment arrived, they even felt their blood boiling in their bodies.
Fortunately, this specially cleared open area was large enough that it didn't feel crowded even though millions of people were gathered here. The elderly, the women, the children, and even the babies who were still drinking milk, all opened their big bright eyes and looked at the high platforms around them.
In the blink of an eye, the morning sun was like fire, illuminating the entire mountain city of the Gu Yuan Tribe. Millions of people gathered here, and a surge of vitality suddenly erupted. This was the general trend that belonged to the Gu Yuan Tribe!
In an instant, as the entire tribe's aura merged with it, a faint purple mist sprinkled down from the sky. At this moment, even the blood-colored mist that was like maggots in one's bones could not restrain the Gu Yuan Tribe's Providence.
This was because at this moment, millions of people of the Gu Yuan Tribe had gathered. The general trend of the tribe had manifested, and the consciousness of countless people had broken through the darkness!
"Look, the providence has descended from the sky, and the purple aura is graceful. The Gu Yuan Tribe is about to advance to a marquis division!"
"The providence is like an ocean, and the purple aura is like a raging tide. The Human Race's providence is at its peak, and it is unparalleled in the Desolate Border. No wonder the Gu Yuan Tribe could advance to a marquis division!"
"Quick!
Hurry up and advance the tribe. This is something that has rarely happened in our Desolate Border. With so much providence scattering, it looks like it's time to offer sacrifices to the tribe. We can't miss such a scene! "
"How can we miss such a rare occasion? I heard that the Almighties of the Human Race's Ancestral Court have come this time. I'm afraid that only the Gu Yuan Tribe can invite the experts of the Ancestral Court!"
The news that the Gu Yuan Tribe had advanced to a marquis division would definitely shock the entire Desolate Border. However, the Desolate Border was currently in a crisis, and the foreign races were wreaking havoc. Everything could only be kept simple. However, the people of the other tribes gathered outside the Gu Yuan Tribe's mountain city were fortunate enough to witness this moment.
At this moment, millions of people gathered together and headed for the Gu Yuan Tribe's mountain city. The entire mountain city was filled with many warriors.
Woo woo woo!
In the sky, the desolate sound of a bugle horn once again rang out. It belonged to the Human Race's expedition.
A youth in a purple battle robe suddenly appeared in the void. He took a step and landed below the Heaven's Sacrificial Altar. Today, the altar was only led by Xiao Chen.
"The time has come. Ascend the altar and offer sacrifices to the tribe."
Then, the youth spoke. His voice easily penetrated the buzzing noise and reached the ears of every warrior.
This seemingly young warrior was Marquis Ziyang!
A Court Lord of the Ancestral Court personally presided over the advancement of a combat division. This was absolutely rare in the Desolate Border!
"Welcome, Lord Patriarch. Ascend the altar and offer sacrifices to the tribe and the ancestors!"
As soon as he finished speaking, all the people of the Gu Yuan Tribe prostrated on the ground and shouted in unison. Their voices were like a tide, each louder than the last. Even the people who had just been accepted into the tribe were affected by this explosive momentum and couldn't help but shout in unison.
Amidst these shouts, the estrangement between them and the Gu Yuan Tribe slowly melted away, and an invisible consciousness began to gather.
Roar!
In the sky above, the Python of Providence, which was originally bound by darkness, let out a roar. Its purplish-gold body shone with a deep gray light, and it instantly broke free. It swam in the purple sea, and the blood-colored filth seemed to be on the verge of shattering.
Finally, a green figure appeared on the Heaven's Sacrificial Altar. He was outstanding and wore a dark green battle robe that shone with a green light.
The appearance of the green figure made the people of the Gu Yuan Tribe even more fervent. At this moment, everyone's eyes gathered on the green figure.
"The Gu Yuan Tribe of the Desolate Border has a prosperous destiny. I have been protecting this region on behalf of the Human Race. Now that the tribe's strength has risen, it can be promoted and recognized!"