After a century of worship, I became the ancestor of the tribe.

Chapter 137 The True Power of the Kui Niu Chariot: Within Ten Zhang, I'm Still Faster! (Bonus Chapter 2 for Monthly Tickets)
Guimu River, a hundred miles of forest south of Longlinjin Ferry.

In the shallow marsh, the alligator king lay among the water plants. Suddenly, he saw the person approaching and felt a shiver run through his body.

"Lord!"

Having not seen Shen Can for a long time, it suddenly felt a shiver run through its blood.

"What, got beaten up again?"

Shen Can looked at the alligator master lying in the water plants, its forehead scales sunken, and was somewhat surprised.

“My lord, I didn’t suffer any loss either.”

The crocodile lord immediately replied.

Seeing Shen Can's ambiguous smile, the Crocodile Lord hurriedly spoke up, "They are all old enemies from before, they're all ganging up on me."

My lord, I'm not exaggerating, but any other crocodile would have been killed long ago, which means..."

"Alright, once I'm done with this, I'll help you with some of the other chores."

Shen Can interrupted the Crocodile Lord, now somewhat understanding why the Crocodile Lord had gone to the Great Swamp.

"Thank you, Lord."

The crocodile owner quickly crawled forward two steps, looking extremely excited.

Damn it, it's really tough.

"Have you managed to gather any information from Long Linjin?"

The crocodile lord shook his head. "My lord, I am incompetent and have not been able to find out any information."

……

Shen Can didn't scold the Tuo Lord. This guy has been very obedient these past few years and has helped his clansmen gather information in Ji.

As the master of beast worship, he has close ties with blood sorcerers and blood warriors. Often, these shadowy figures are the most well-informed.

The lack of news indicates that the Xiaoyang Clan is keeping it very well hidden.

"Walk around the area a bit more, keep an eye on this tank and the people inside. Don't let them die, but don't let them live too long either."

The crocodile lord accepted the order, pondering the meaning of neither dying nor living too long.

……

Crash.

The Guimu River has a wide surface, lush aquatic plants, and numerous insects and fish.

Under the cover of night, Shen Can entered the water and discovered that he was like a fish, unaffected by the water.

Now, his spiritual sense has reached a distance of nearly thirty feet.

They slowly approached Longlinjin from underwater. This small ferry crossing, which originally had only a few buildings, had now become the entire camp of the Xiaoyang Clan.

The patrolling warriors of the Xiaoyang Clan were also scattered around the ferry crossing.

Shen Can didn't grab one to question. Since Xiao Yang was so secretive, the loss of one Xiao Yang would inevitably raise suspicion.

Along the riverbank, soldiers of the Xiaoyang tribe guarded the shore. Shen Can focused his divine sense on one of the Xiaoyang soldiers and found that it was indeed well-equipped, its eyes constantly scanning the surface of the river.

Underwater, Shen Can began digging a hole towards the shore.

Longlinjin Ferry was not large; the camp of several hundred Xiaoyang tribe soldiers was less than half a mile in size, and there was nothing visible on the ground. Shen Can guessed that it was mostly underground.

So he started digging diagonally downwards, keeping himself fifty feet away from the ground to avoid being noticed.

The excavated soil and stones were all put into the witch's bag, and the movements were enveloped by divine sense to reduce the noise.

As Shen Can dug, he used his divine sense to sense his surroundings. His divine sense was somewhat affected by the underwater environment and the soil and rocks, but it was reduced by only about ten feet.

They dug for a hundred feet, and when their divine sense slanted down through the soil and rocks, it suddenly bounced back.

He tried releasing his divine sense again to pinpoint the location: ten zhang, twenty zhang, twenty-five zhang.

When the divine sense, which was 25.7 feet long, was released diagonally downwards and forwards, it was once again bounced back, as if it had touched a circle of light.

……

Longlinjin Ferry Crossing, campsite above ground.

The three commanders of the Xiaoyang Army lived in the few houses that were located some distance from the ferry crossing, but in the middle of the entire camp.

Around the camp, there were sentry posts built from felled timber, giant crossbows gleamed with a cold light, and tribal soldiers in fine armor patrolled back and forth. At the slightest movement, tribal soldiers would go to investigate.

The presence of several hundred Xiaoyang soldiers encamped here naturally attracted many scattered human soldiers and wandering knights to come and spy on the area.

Six months ago, there was also a tribal army of two thousand people attacking.

That day, the entire camp enjoyed a hearty meal.

Now, there are still dried bloodstains on the wooden stakes and boulder around the camp, and the nearby weeds are much taller than in other places.

The three-headed owl-like commanders, as always, came from three major branches, including Mu Yan.

In the house where the three lived, there was a large hole that looked down. The entrance to the hole was covered with a layer of eerie light barrier, blocking the primal energy of heaven and earth that kept surging up from below.

Dozens of feet down from the hole is a narrow, elongated cavern formed by a crack, within which a soft white light shimmers.

The immense power of the water surged against the surrounding rock walls like a tide.

The rock face was covered with numerous shamanic runes, clearly indicating their long history. Some of the runes had already cracked, yet they still firmly held the water source within.

At the bottom of the cave, there is a fossilized dragon-like skeleton with several fine, branch-like ridges that have become one with the soil and rocks.

The rich water energy emanated from this petrified dragon.

This dragon is headless; where the dragon's head once stood, there are claw marks, as if some wild beast had snatched its head away with a single claw.

At this moment, a owl-like creature, its body radiating black, mysterious light, lay sprawled on the dragon bone, its mouth agape as it rapidly swallowed the overflowing water energy.

The martial arts and witchcraft of the Xiaoyang Clan are actually quite similar to those of the human race. However, the Xiaoyang Clan's racial talents are much stronger than those of the human race, especially in attributes such as water, wood, and earth, which is similar to bloodline inheritance.

This owl-like creature, its body radiating a dark, mysterious light, possesses a strong affinity for water-based energy.

The continuous flow of water energy entered his body's magical meridians and transformed into water-based magical power.

……

Inside the cave, faint sounds of water being absorbed echoed, but these were all blocked by the surrounding magical rune barriers.

At the cave exit, the three-headed owl-like commander, bored, would occasionally glance down at the opening below.

"I wonder when Lord Muming will finish his cultivation."

It was Mu Ming who spoke; he was naturally happy to serve as a guard for the clan's shamans.

However, the other two owl-like owls were not so happy, since Mu Ming was not a wizard from their branch.

If it weren't for the alliance among the three major branches, which ensured they would advance and retreat together, none of them would have come.

Mu Bi looked up and replied, "It's not so easy for a fourth-tier Grand Wizard to break through. Even if Lord Mu Ming is a disciple of the Grand Wizard Priest, it still depends on luck."

Mu Ming rolled his eyes at Mu Bi.

As for Qiu Ze, he was lying on his side, fast asleep, completely ignoring the somewhat quarrelsome conversation between the two.

At this moment, the three-headed owl-like commander was completely unaware that a faint divine sense was floating around him.

As Shen Can was digging a hole underground, his divine sense kept bouncing back as he peered downwards. So he simply changed his direction of probing and projected his divine sense onto the house in the very center of the camp.

To everyone's surprise, a discovery was indeed made.

Is a peak third-tier wizard of the Xiaoyang Clan breaking through here?

The three commanders guarding him were all at the seventh level of the Heavenly Vein Realm, so their level of protection was not enough for him.

Underground, Shen Can quietly probed with his divine sense, but no matter how he sensed, he could not detect any Owl Sun warrior stronger than the Three-Headed Owl Sun Commander.

It's normal that the fourth-tier members haven't arrived. The Xiaoyang Clan also has its own fourth-tier members, and they are currently in a standoff with the Jishan and Yanran tribes.

But why isn't there a Heavenly Vein Ninth Level?
Luo Feng is even paired with it.

The status of a peak third-tier wizard is no less than that of Luo Feng.

In the following days, Shen Can repeatedly checked the surroundings to confirm that there were indeed no Heavenly Vein Ninth Level Owl Yang Martial Artists here.

Thinking about it more carefully, the Owl Sun Wizard himself is already at the peak of the third tier, so it seems unnecessary for him to have a Heavenly Vein Ninth Level warrior by his side to protect him.

Alternatively, there may be another martial artist hiding inside the sealed cave.

……

Below Longlinjin.

Shen Can used his divine sense to find the crack deep in the earth, and by following the crack, he also figured out what was reflecting his divine sense back.

A magical protective barrier.

The barrier's area is not large, only about seven or eight zhang in circumference.

Carefully approaching the barrier, Shen Can focused his divine sense on the barrier's runes, recording all the runes that made up the barrier.

This ancient-looking barrier is not static; the shimmering mystical light within it constantly changes the magical runes.

You spent ten years of your lifespan trying to reconstruct the water-based witchcraft, changing the combination methods time and time again, but to no avail.

However, you are not discouraged. You have mastered all the spells and it is only a matter of time before you can deduce them.

You then invested another thirty years of your lifespan, failing and trying again and again, gradually gaining a deeper understanding of the layout of this water-based barrier.

Fifty years later, you succeeded. A water-based celestial curtain appeared before you; you had successfully deduced the Black Water Mystic Light Curtain.

……

"Really just one?"

After figuring out the combination of the mystical light barrier, Shen Can merged his divine sense into the light barrier and immediately saw the blurry figure of Xiao Yang behind the water curtain. At the same time.

Mu Ming, who was cultivating, suddenly awoke from his meditation and released his divine sense to cover the surroundings.

It seemed to sense that it was being watched.

However, the black water and mysterious light barrier in front of us was left behind by the Yongshan tribe more than 8,000 years ago. Nowadays, there are not many people in Yongyi who can control this witchcraft.

After sensing for a moment, Xuanming withdrew its divine sense, realizing that it might have been too obsessed with breaking through to the fourth rank.

……

"Very alert."

Shen Can quietly withdrew his divine sense. No wonder this owl dared to come out to cultivate without powerful guards; its own strength was formidable enough.

This barrier is indeed powerful. Even though he has figured out the intricacies of its operation, he still finds it difficult to break through.

The entire barrier was permeated with a faint dragon power.

……

Along the Guimu River.

Shen Can stood with his hands behind his back, looking in the direction of Long Linjin.

There are a total of 500 elite Owl Sun warriors, including 13 Heavenly Vein warriors, three of whom are Owl Sun commanders, and the rest are all powerful Mountain Opening Realm warriors.

Then there's the third-tier peak Owl Sun Wizard they're protecting.

Shen Can felt it was a waste for Xiao Yang to use such a good place for cultivation; it should be given to him.

After withdrawing his gaze, he strode towards the bronze chariot.

This bronze chariot is a high-grade third-tier magical artifact, a true weapon of mass destruction on the battlefield.

The entire Luoshui tribe only had two of these vehicles, which were said to have been passed down from the Yongshan tribe when they fought against Xiaoyang.

Luo Feng was able to drive the chariot out because it belonged to their main lineage.

If it weren't for his safety, ordinary people wouldn't take it out at all.

The wizards of the Luoshui tribe had tried to replicate this thing, but the replicas were all of much lower quality than the bronze chariots.

Even with all two bronze chariots of the tribe, the warriors of the Luoshui tribe could not unleash their full fighting power.

The chariot was covered with patterns of Kui bulls.

The moment Shen Can saw it, he felt that this car was meant for him.

That's a perfect match.

And when he saw the chariot, he had already tried to drive it.

Once the runes on the chariot are activated, a 20-foot-tall Kui Niu (a mythical beast) will emerge, stirring up wind and clouds as it charges forward.

The only drawback is that it doesn't last.

After trying it, Shen Can felt that this was his thing.

To be honest, Luo Feng was just unlucky. If he had been able to chant the incantation to activate the chariot when he was in the Yuanshan tribe, he might have actually been able to break through.

……

After jumping onto the chariot, Shen Can lifted the curtain and said to Luo Feng, "Brother, you're about to bring glory to your ancestors."

Inside the chariot, the Alligator Lord lay down beside Luo Feng, who was missing an arm and a leg.

As he spoke, he lowered the curtain he had lifted.

Actually, the earliest chariots didn't have this curtain in front, nor did they have bronze panels at the back or on the sides. These were added later by the Luoshui Bo tribe.

They added a carriage to a perfectly good chariot, turning it into a horse-drawn carriage.

Shen Can jumped onto the chariot and placed his hands on the chariot's handle. There should have been four chariots pulling the war beasts in front of him, but now there were only two antelope-like beasts.

The current conditions don't allow it, so we'll just have to make do.

Shen Can didn't even think about taking down the carriage; having the carriage would at least block Luo Feng's view.

Rumble!
The chariot roared as it charged toward the Longlinjin Ferry.

……

Longlinjin Xiaoyang Camp.

The roar was very loud under the night sky, immediately alerting the Xiaoyang tribe soldiers in the camp.

The Xiaoyang Clan soldiers high up on the watchtower quickly looked around.

"Something's rushing in from the south!"

"Prepare!"

As the commotion grew louder, the Xiaoyang tribe soldiers quickly gathered, and more than a dozen giant arrows were fired into the crossbows.

The three-headed owl-like commander also emerged from the house.

"It's a tank!"

The Xiaoyang Clan soldiers on the high watchtower roared, and several giant arrows shot out, heading towards the bronze chariot.

However, the chariot was fast enough to leave the giant arrow far behind.

On the chariot, seeing the Xiaoyang camp right in front of him, Shen Can's hands, which were resting on the armrests, turned bloody.

The surging blood energy stained the Kui Niu pattern red, sweeping along the armrests and engulfing the entire chariot.

Of course, this doesn't include later additions.

Roar!
In an instant, a massive Kui ox, nearly twenty feet in size, appeared, enveloping the two antelope-like beasts in front of the chariot.

Boom boom boom!
Giant arrows and armor-piercing arrows surged forth like rain, splashing ripples across the Kui Niu's body.

The chariot suddenly transformed into a Kui Niu, leaving the Xiaoyang warriors, who were arrayed with shields, completely unable to react.

Roar!
The Kui Niu let out a deafening roar, as if tearing through the air, and charged towards the Xiaoyang camp with a terrifying shockwave.

Amidst the terror in the eyes of the Xiaoyang tribe soldiers, the enormous Kui oxen crashed through them like a tidal wave.

The giant shield, as brittle as bone, shattered into a shower of fragments.

Rumble!
Dust billowed as owls flew through the air, accompanied by the crackling sounds of bones breaking and tendons snapping. Blood rained down from the severed limbs.

After the chariots charged in, a long river of blood mist rose behind them.

Without stopping, the Kui Niu charged directly at the three Xiao Yang commanders in the middle of the house.

"Stop him!"

Mu Ming was shocked and threw his spear, which was knocked aside by the Kui Niu chariot.

However, the Kui Niu's form began to shake violently.

"Take action quickly!"

Seeing this, Mu Ming immediately understood that there was no energy supply.

Mupi and Qiuze, who had initially been retreating, moved closer again.

However, Shen Can on the chariot had already leaped up, his blood surging, and his whole body transformed into a five-zhang-tall figure, unleashing a surging, wild, and fierce aura.

After evolving into his Wild Beast Battle Body, he casually hurled three giant arrows at the three Xiaoyang commanders in front of him.

The three-headed owl-like commander sensed Shen Can's sudden transformation from human form into something resembling a wild beast, his entire being emanating an aura that terrified them.

Puff puff!
The sound of blood and bone being pierced rang out. Shen Can's wings flapped, quickly passing by three figures, crushing their necks regardless of whether they were truly dead or not.

Then, they rushed toward the entrance to the cave inside the house.

Click!

As the shamanic rune at the cave entrance was torn apart, Mu Ming inside the cave immediately heard it and then felt a strong, primal aura rushing towards him.

Without hesitation, it summoned a small cauldron, and a large amount of water surged up.

The moment the small cauldron was unleashed, Mu Ming saw a massive body hurtling towards him.

No, it should be pushed sideways.

Mu Ming was terrified and wanted to escape...

Click!

Shen Can's massive body crashed into the cauldron, the cauldron crashed into Mu Ming, and Mu Ming crashed into the barrier.

The third-tier peak wizard of the Xiaoyang Clan had a cauldron embedded in his chest, and his entire body was squeezed into a pancake shape.

Mu Ming's eyes widened, blood gushing from his mouth, his eyes filled with resentment.

It was a peak third-tier Owl Sun, a disciple of the Great Witch Priest, and was expected to advance to the fourth-tier Great Witch, yet it had only cast half of a spell.

Click!

Shen Can reached out and snapped the wizard's neck in front of him.

He only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that the wizard in front of him was dead.

He was genuinely a little scared of a third-tier peak wizard.

It seems that within ten zhang (approximately 33 meters), he is still faster.

After prying the small cauldron off the wizard's remains, Shen Can glanced at it and thought, "What a treasure!"

(End of this chapter)