"Long live the chief!"
The cheers were like a tide, wave after wave, gathering from all directions of the Guyuan Tribe. The millions of tribesmen of the Guyuan Tribe cheered in unison as they prostrated themselves on the ground.
The numerous warriors and rangers who had entered the Guyuan Tribe to participate in the ceremony were also surrounded by this wave. However, they could only feel shock in their hearts.
This was a celebration that belonged to the Guyuan Tribe. Although they were also attracted by this aura, deep in their hearts, they knew that this did not belong to them.
Not far from the altar, two beautiful figures, one in green and one in blue, stood in each other's arms. They looked at Xiao Chen on the altar and cried tears of joy.
The figure on the altar had long been imprinted in their hearts and had become a part of their lives.
In Mu Qing's eyes, Xiao Chen had done it. Ten years ago, the Guyuan Tribe was just a small tribe in the Wasteland. Its territory was less than 10,000 miles away, and few people knew about it. Now, however, he had led the small tribe to ascend to the Legendary rank, take control of a domain, and shock all the other domains.
This was her husband!
As his wife, she was also happy for him!
This was a man's iron-blooded hegemony!
The fervent waves of the Guyuan Tribe's tribesmen only subsided after a quarter of an hour.
The Guyuan Tribe had ascended to the Legendary rank, but the ceremony was far from over. The Guyuan Tribe's ascension to the Legendary rank was a grand event that belonged to the Guyuan Tribe. What followed was a major event that concerned all the tribes in the desolate border!
Take control of the desolate border!
Woo woo woo!
At this moment, the sound of bells and drums stopped, leaving behind only the deep sound of a horn. It was desolate and long, and people could not help but raise their heads.
Marquis Ziyang had also arrived at the Guyuan Tribe. However, he did not stand on the altar either. Today, there was only Xiao Chen on the altar!
"You may begin."
Marquis Ziyang was currently the high priest presiding over the ceremony. He was dressed in a gorgeous purple snake robe that was covered in patterns of scorching suns.
During this ceremony, Xiao Chen had to act according to his instructions.
Suddenly, Marquis Ziyang opened a scroll in his hand and read aloud.
"The legendary Gu Yuan, he made great contributions to Desolate Border's human race, blessed by destiny, receiving the Eastern Emperor's imperial decree, bestowing a noble land to repay his contributions, obtaining Desolate Border as his fief."
Following Marquis Ziyang's shout, bells, drums, and horns sounded again.
"Grand ceremony of crowning and sacrifice, begin!"
Soon after, a thousand children from the Guyuan Tribe walked toward the altar. These children were all around 10 years old, and there were both boys and girls. They walked in an orderly manner, and their young faces were tense and solemn.
These 1,000 children were divided into five groups, each group consisting of 200 children. The boys and girls were mixed together as they made their way to the altar.
In the north of the altar, the first two hundred children facing the altar were dressed in black without any adornments.
In the east, there were two hundred children dressed in green clothes. They were also unadorned and wore simple green clothes.
In the west, there were also 200 children dressed in white clothes. The children in the south wore red clothes, and the children in the middle wore yellow clothes!
Five directions and five colors. Legend had it that there were five divine lands in the Desolate Land. When the human emperor of the Ancient Desolate Land established the Human World, the five lands of the Human World offered the Five Colored Divine Lands to build the Human Race's altar.
These 1,000 children wore clothes of different skin colors, representing the Five Colored Divine Lands, the colors of the Human World.
In front of the 1,000 children, there was also an area under the altar, where the sacrificial ritual artifacts were placed.
These bronze artifacts were divided into three categories: cauldrons, blood wine vessels, and blood food vessels.
There were nine cauldrons, and nine was the extreme number for sacrificial rituals!
The blood wine vessels were also bronze artifacts, and they were divided into pots, cups, jars, and jars. The blood food vessels were divided into cauldrons, cooking vessels, and jars. Sacrificial rituals of the Human Race naturally required blood wine and food.
At this moment, these bronze artifacts were filled with blood wine and food. The blood wine was medicinal wine brewed from heaven-grade spirit herbs, and the food was medicinal cuisine cooked from four-star and above mutated beasts!
The medicinal fragrance filled the air, and when the cultivators smelled it, they all felt their blood qi surge and their battle qi become restless. Just the fragrance alone was enough to make them feel the realm in their bodies loosen.
Far away from the altar, the cultivators who came to participate in the ceremony were all shocked. Those who could enter the Gu Yuan Tribe were all Heavenly Building Realm cultivators.
"Heaven-grade spirit herbs, four-star mutated beasts!"
"How extravagant. Just the blood wine and blood wine in the cauldrons used for sacrificial rituals are enough to use up all the accumulated resources of our tribe."
Some cultivators discussed in low voices. It seemed like it was just a cauldron of blood wine and a cauldron of blood food, but the materials used were all heaven-grade spirit herbs, and each one was at least at the fifth rank. As for the ferocious beast medicinal cuisine, it was all made from four-star mutated beasts, and the weakest of them was comparable to a human Venerable!
As the bell and drum sounded, the high priest, Marquis Ziyang, held the beast skin scroll in his hand and solemnly recited it. This was an ancient and boundless sacrificial text!
"Since ancient times, chaos has opened up, and the Wasteland was born. The earth was vast, and the mountains were towering. Then, the spirits gathered. Spirit awakening!"
After reciting some records about the Wasteland, the Purple Sun Divine Marquis let out a roar. In an instant, the beast skin scroll in his hand burst into green smoke and was burned to ashes.
Strangely, this green smoke did not rise into the sky. Instead, it fell into the ground and was absorbed by a mysterious existence.
Xiao Chen, who was standing on the altar, also vaguely felt this mysterious existence absorb the green smoke. Naturally, it knew the information recorded on the scroll.
The earth had a spirit!
The Gu Yuan Tribe wanted to fuse with the desolate border. Not only did they need to fuse with destiny, but they also needed to resonate with the entire desolate border. To put it bluntly, they needed the qi of the entire desolate border.
Just like when the Gu Yuan Tribe was in Fallen Dragon Ridge, that was just a small branch of the earth vein. But now, the Gu Yuan Tribe needed the main vein of the entire desolate border!
The dragon vein of the desolate border!
These sacrifices were to awaken the dragon vein hidden underground. The earth vein was invisible and constantly moving. It was very difficult for ordinary cultivators to find it.
"Sacrifice!"
As Marquis Ziyang's voice fell, the thousand tribal children in front of him began to sing a long sacrificial song. The bell and drum sounded in unison.
Boom boom boom boom!
Boom boom boom boom!
Suddenly, continuous rumbling sounds erupted from the cauldrons that were slowly storing the sacrificial wine and blood, turning into mist that filled the sky.
Then, this mist seeped into the ground and was absorbed by a mysterious existence.
"Sacrifice!"
Purple Sun Divine Marquis shouted again when the bronze vessels used for the sacrificial ceremony were empty.
The blood wine and blood food prepared by the Gu Yuan Tribe were obviously not enough to summon the spirit of the desolate border.
Boom boom boom!
Then, a deep pit that was thousands of feet wide appeared in front of the altar.
In the next moment, groups of captured foreign tribe survivors were dragged up by the Gu Yuan Tribe's soldiers and brought to the huge pit. Amidst their shrill cries, they were killed by the Gu Yuan Tribe's soldiers and thrown into the deep pit. Hot blood flowed everywhere.
Kill!
Kill!
Kill!
These foreign tribe soldiers were just ordinary foreign tribe soldiers that the Gu Yuan Tribe had captured over the past few days. Even though they were crying, the surrounding humans didn't show them any mercy.
In the deep pit, the number of foreign tribe corpses gradually increased and soon piled up to half the height of the deep pit. Blood flowed everywhere, making the pit glow and filling with a strong smell of blood.
In less than an hour, tens of thousands of foreign tribe soldiers were killed and pushed into the big pit. The strong smell of blood soared into the sky. Even the continuous burning of incense pills could not cover up this smell.
"Kill!"
Suddenly, Xiao Chen, who was standing on the altar, let out an explosive shout!
Then, everyone saw an unforgettable scene. In the void, there was a flash of blood light. A foreign tribe member appeared out of thin air and was cut in half by Xiao Chen. He fell into the deep pit and piled up with the foreign tribe's corpses.
This was a Legend Realm expert of the Blood Clan!
"Kill!
Kill! "
However, Xiao Chen did not stop. He shouted again and again. In the void, there was a continuous flash of blood light. Another two foreign tribe experts were cut in half and their blood fell into the deep pit!
Legend Realm expert.
A total of three foreign tribe experts of the Legend Realm were thrown into the deep pit by Xiao Chen as sacrifices!
These three foreign tribe experts could only be considered unlucky. They were swallowed by the Inky Nightmare Fog outside the cave and became sacrifices for the Gu Yuan Tribe!
"Today, the Gu Yuan Tribe offers a certain number of sacrifices to awaken the spirit of the desolate border!"
Then, there was a shout in Xiao Chen's hand and a purple mist appeared between his eyebrows. Along with the shout, a stream of purple mist fell into the deep pit!
This was a flame formed by the luck of the human race. Even the bones of the foreign tribe experts of the Legend Realm would be turned into ashes!
Boom!
Suddenly, the deep pit was like dry firewood meeting fire. A beam of fire shot into the sky. The flames were purple and blood, and the blood and bones of the foreign tribe in the deep pit began to burn.
At the same time, the people of the Gu Yuan Tribe were also pouring incense, sandalwood, and a large number of incense pills into the deep pit.
The huge deep pit instantly turned into a huge flame. Within the flame, there were even some vague figures that were faintly discernible. However, in the end, they were all swallowed by the flame.
Tens of thousands of foreign tribe experts were turned into sacrifices. Some of them were still twitching when they were turned into ashes by the raging flame. Similarly, a large number of incense, sandalwood, and sandalwood were also turned into ashes in the flame.
A large amount of white ashes drifted with the wind and overflowed toward the desolate border. Similarly, the essence of these burning foreign tribe sacrifices disappeared into thin air and merged into the ground.
When the last foreign tribe corpse in the deep pit turned into ashes, the energy produced seeped into the ground.
Buzz!
There was a buzzing sound between heaven and earth. In the sky above the altar, a five-colored divine radiance shone. Then, the entire desolate border appeared out of thin air!
An illusory Universal Geomancy Map of the desolate border!
Almost at the same time, a phantom flashed in the eyes of all the warriors. No one could even see its appearance!
What was it?