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Chapter 505: The Four Ancestors of the Borderland Tribes
Chapter 505: The Four Ancestors of the Borderland Tribes
In the vast snowfields of the borderlands, two figures were striding forward. One of them, dressed in a black robe, was Chen Mu, who had come from the desert sea. The other, adorned in a luxurious brocade robe with a dragon pattern, was none other than the Northern Defense King Yuan Hong!
"Is the situation really that severe?" Yuan Hong asked, following behind Chen Mu, his gaze fixed ahead as he walked.
Not long ago, he had received a message from the Profound Heaven Sovereign, but he didn't immediately believe it. Instead, he was somewhat skeptical, partly because he was well-acquainted with the Celestial Calculator's unpredictable and impulsive nature, and partly because the Profound Heaven Sovereign rarely intervened in worldly affairs. It was only after he had achieved the Grandmaster realm that his name began to spread in the world, and his past was largely unknown.
Even though the Profound Heaven Sovereign was one of the Five Absolutes, and the only one in the present world ranked below Chen Mu, he couldn't just take his words at face value. He still intended to gather more information to determine the truth of this message.
However, before he could take any action, he received a Ten Thousand Mile Transmission from Chen Mu.
If he was only half-believing of the words of the Celestial Calculator and the Profound Heaven Sovereign, he now had no doubts about what Chen Mu said. The only thing that made him slightly uncertain was Chen Mu's mention of the Ancient Demon Tribe, which came from a world even more vast and magnificent than theirs, filled with countless powerful beings, far surpassing the martial arts of their world.
Most people in this world believed that the Great Xuan World was the center of the universe, and even the Northern Defense King Yuan Hong, a revered Heaven Man, was no exception. Hearing about the existence of a world beyond their own, his heart couldn't help but tremble.
"Although this is just my speculation, the actual situation might be even worse. Please, Yuan brother, do not reveal the situation above the Divine Realm to ordinary people for now, to avoid causing panic."
Chen Mu strolled forward, each step covering a thousand yards of the snowfield, his tone calm.
The Northern Defense King Yuan Hong, using the power of the Earthly Dao, borrowed a portion of its energy to assist his footsteps, barely keeping up with Chen Mu's pace. Hearing Chen Mu's words, his expression turned solemn.
The Celestial Calculator had inquired about the heavenly numbers and foresaw a great calamity, and Chen Mu had personally confirmed it. It was unlikely to be wrong. But the strength of the Ancient Demon Tribe was so formidable, with more than one Divine Realm existence, and one could imagine the danger and unpredictability they posed.
In the Heavenly Grottoes connected to the Great Xuan World.
The Spirit Person Tribe, one of the strongest tribes, had only one Spirit Ancestor with Blood Transformation Realm strength. Their overall power was far inferior to the martial artists of the Great Xuan World.
If the Ancient Demon Tribe had more than one Divine Realm existence, the gap between their strength and this world would undoubtedly be even greater than the difference between the Great Xuan World and the Spirit Person Tribe. The thought of it was terrifying.
The only piece of good news was that for the Ancient Demon Tribe to invade their world, they would likely face similar restrictions as the martial artists of the Great Xuan World faced when trying to invade the Spirit Person Tribe's Heavenly Grotto.
Even if the Divine Realm beings of the Ancient Demon Tribe couldn't cross the boundary, the arrival of dozens of Heaven Men comparable to them would still be an unstoppable force.
Although they had Chen Mu, the Martial Saint, who was invincible across the world, Chen Mu had not truly entered the Divine Realm. Since the Ancient Demon Tribe had given birth to Divine Realm existences, they must also have nearly invincible Great Demons below the Divine Realm. Chen Mu, even if he could resist, might not be able to win. No matter how he thought about it, once the invasion happened, the situation would be extremely unfavorable for them.
No wonder this was a calamity, a disaster that would affect the entire world.
"A calamity of a world cannot be avoided. We martial artists can only face it head-on. The ancestors of the human race have braved through hardships and conquered this world. If we fail, we will be ashamed to face our ancestors after death."
Yuan Hong took a deep breath and spoke slowly.
Chen Mu, hearing Yuan Hong's words, remained silent, his expression calm as he continued to stride across the snowfield. He had summoned Yuan Hong for two reasons: to direct the Northern Defense Kingdom and control the situation in the north, preparing for the impending demon disaster; and to have Yuan Hong accompany him in handling the trivial matters of the borderland tribes.
For Chen Mu, the borderland tribes were as easy to destroy as flipping his palm, but instead of annihilating billions of lives with a wave of his hand, he preferred to let Yuan Hong and the Northern Defense Kingdom handle the situation. After all, he had never been fond of mass slaughter, and the borderland tribes, although called 'tribes', were still of human descent. They were merely remnants of small countries unwilling to submit to the Great Xuan Dynasty, fleeing beyond the border and holding a thousand-year-old grudge against the dynasty.
In the face of the demon disaster, a calamity that would affect the entire world, a thousand-year-old grudge meant nothing.
Step, step, step,
Chen Mu continued his steady stride, not running at full speed but slowing down slightly to let Yuan Hong keep up. Even so, their pace was still incredibly fast, and before they knew it, they had quietly left the snowfield.
From the snowy plains of Ice Province, heading west towards the border, one encounters a land of bitter cold and desolation. Here, the endless snow is absent, not due to a lack of coldness, but rather the climate's dryness, which makes snow a rare sight. Vegetation is scarce, and as far as the eye can see, it's a desolate landscape.
At this moment, Yuan Hong took a few steps forward and said, "Beyond the borderlands, the climate is bitterly cold and barren. The alien tribes living there often migrate, and they frequently raid the Great Xuan borders to plunder resources. They are divided into multiple tribes, occupying different areas. Over the millennia, some have flourished while others have perished, leaving only twelve tribes remaining."
"Among these twelve tribes, the weaker ones have populations less than a million, while the stronger ones have several thousand. However, due to the barren and cold conditions beyond the border, this large population often survives in small tribal groups. Only when they raid the Great Xuan borders do they gather together."
Yuan Hong, the Northern Defense Duke, has been fighting against the alien tribes since he was the heir apparent. After nearly a century, he has an intimate understanding of the alien tribes, and at this moment, he shares his knowledge like a treasure trove of information.
Chen Mu slowed his pace slightly and asked, "I recall that among these twelve alien tribes, there are distinctions in their relationships with each other?"
"That's right," Yuan Hong nodded slightly. "Among them, the Wu Meng, Wu Sha, Wu Tu, and Wu Wu tribes are four closely related tribes. They collectively revere one person, calling him the 'Wu Ancestor,' who is a Blood Transformation Realm existence. When I was younger, I fought with him several times, and although I always won, he managed to escape each time, and I couldn't do anything about him."
"Additionally, the Tu Tuo, Tu Yi, and Tu Yi tribes collectively revere a 'Tu Ancestor,' who is also a Blood Transformation Realm figure."
"Finally, the Start Bliss, Start Drag, Start Public, Start Wrongs, and Start Hope tribes collectively revere a 'Start Ancestor,' and like the previous two, they are all Blood Transformation Realm existences. Above these three 'Tribal Ancestors' is another figure, the 'Great Ancestor,' who is the only Heaven Man existence revered by all twelve tribes and the sole Heaven Man among the alien tribes."
A single Heaven Man and three Blood Transformation Realm experts might not seem significant to the Great Xuan Martial Dao forces, but hiding in this bitterly cold and barren land, they are indeed difficult to deal with. Figures like Yuan Hong and Gong Yang Yu could indeed defeat the alien tribes' revered ancestors if they ventured beyond the borders, but since the opponents are intent on escaping, it's challenging to capture them. Moreover, the lack of resources in this harsh land makes large-scale warfare meaningless. Therefore, the Great Xuan Dynasty has no interest in conquering the twelve alien tribes, and a thousand years have passed with conflicts slowly fading away.
Chen Mu nodded slightly after hearing Yuan Hong's words and said, "I recall that the 'Great Ancestor' who ascended to the Heaven Man Realm did so only within the past twenty years or so."
Yuan Hong replied, "That's correct. Initially, when the Sky Demon Sect and Sky Corpse Sect joined forces with the alien tribes to invade Ice Province, it wasn't entirely due to the Sky Demon Sect and Sky Corpse Sect's instigation. After the 'Great Ancestor' of the alien tribes ascended to the Heaven Man Realm, they have been restless. The actions of the Sky Demon Sect and Sky Corpse Sect merely provided them with an opportunity."
Although the alien tribes' population is far smaller than that of Great Xuan, and their resources are limited, the Blood Transformation Realm's legacy is maintained, but Heaven Man experts aren't always passed down in every generation. Often, when a Heaven Man expert is born among the alien tribes, they become arrogant for a period, and their border raids become more frequent. However, during the absence of Heaven Man experts, the tribes tend to retreat.
After listening to Yuan Hong's words, Chen Mu's gaze turned towards the distant barren highlands, focusing on a particular direction. "Hmm, then let's go and meet this alien tribes' 'Great Ancestor' then."
With that said, he took a step forward, and his figure quietly appeared a thousand feet away.
Yuan Hong stared at Chen Mu, who had taken a single step to cover such a distance, and a sense of awe arose in his heart. Ever since Chen Mu swept through the capital and claimed dominion over the world, his might has been growing daily. Despite being only in his forties, even Yuan Hong, the Northern Defense Duke, occasionally feels an intangible pressure in Chen Mu's presence, hinting at an unfathomable depth.
Perhaps Chen Mu's birth in this world was destined to face the great calamity, and his presence here might be the key to resisting the demon disaster. The fate of this world against the demon tribulation rests on Chen Mu's shoulders.
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In the barren and desolate highlands,
Winding mountains of bitter cold,
Like waves frozen in time,
Layer upon layer, they rise.
Yet, deep within these vast and desolate highlands,
After traveling an unknown distance,
A valley appears,
Sprawling over a hundred li,
Its interior a lush contrast,
Filled with greenery and buildings.
(Chapter End)
At this moment, in the heart of the alien ancestral land, four streams converge from four directions, guided by channels, forming a pool. The clear and cool waters reflect the image of a muscular, bare-chested man with a bronze complexion. His face, like a heavy jujube, has deep-set eyes beneath thick eyebrows, giving off an aura of sternness and might without anger.
This man is none other than Qiu Xiang, the 'Great Ancestor' of the twelve alien clans beyond the pass.
Qiu Xiang stands tall by the clear pool, his gaze fixed on his reflection, lost in thought.
Suddenly, an old man with a rough hemp robe, carrying a simple wooden staff, and a face weathered by age, yet still exuding a hint of sternness, approaches.
Qiu Xiang slowly turns to face the newcomer, his voice deep and resonant, "It's been years, Wu."
"It seems I'm the earliest to arrive... Since entering the Heaven Man Realm, your cultivation has become even more profound."
Wu Ancestor leisurely sits down by the pool, his body devoid of any aura, appearing like an ordinary barbarian elder.
Qiu Xiang shakes his head slightly, "Some progress, but nothing worth mentioning. However, in recent years, the Central Land has produced exceptional talents, especially that Martial Saint who emerged from nowhere, undefeated across the Central Land, and a great enemy of our tribe. The situation is turning unfavorable."
As he speaks, he can't help but look up at the sky.
The fame of Chen Mu has already reached this place, and even he is astonished upon hearing it. Many of the rumors seem unbelievable, but a person's reputation is like a tree's shadow, and for the Central Land to propagate such fame, even if there's some exaggeration, it's certainly not ordinary.
If such a figure were to turn their attention to the lands beyond the pass and become an enemy of the twelve clans, they might face a calamity unprecedented in a thousand years, perhaps even risking annihilation!
Upon hearing this, Wu Ancestor shakes his head slightly, "Those Central Land figures are cunning and deceitful. How can we trust their rumors? I've also heard about this so-called Martial Saint. It seems that a few years ago, he was just a Grandmaster who fought with my four divisions in Ice Province. How could he have risen to such heights and swept through the Central Land in less than a decade?"
"This is probably just the Central Landers playing tricks, trying to intimidate us."
When he first heard of Chen Mu's fame, he was also shocked. But later, he heard that Chen Mu was once an elder of the Seven Profound Sect, and he vaguely recalled hearing the name before, immediately suspecting that the rumors were just Central Landers playing tricks.
The transition from Grandmaster to Blood Transformation Realm requires at least several years of accumulation and cultivation. To then enter the Heaven Man Realm, who knows how long it would take to comprehend? Even if the person is a genius, how could they achieve such rapid breakthroughs and dominate the Central Land in just a few years? Has the Martial Dao in the Central Land declined to the point of having no one left? Obviously not.
Take the Northern Defense Duke Yuan Hong, for example, he's no ordinary opponent. He entered the Heaven Man Realm early on, leaving Qiu Xiang far behind. Among the twelve clans, only Qiu Xiang, the Great Ancestor, can match him.
And in the Central Land, with its vast population and thriving Martial Dao, there are bound to be more figures like this.
Hearing Wu Ancestor's words, Qiu Xiang remains silent, and the poolside falls into a brief silence. After a while, footsteps approach, not just one set, but two.
The clear water reflects two figures approaching from different directions. One of them wears a white wolf skull on their head, exuding a strong sense of oppression. A single glance is enough to make one's heart race, and those with some experience can immediately recognize it as a Celestial Demon Bone.
The other figure is tall and robust, bald, with two rows of teeth from some unknown demon hanging from their shoulders, each tooth glinting with a faint glow under the sun, also giving off a heart-pounding aura, known as the Celestial Demon Fang.
"Start Ancestor, Tu Ancestor, it's been years," says Wu Ancestor, sitting by the pool, greeting the approaching figures with his staff.
(End of Chapter)
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