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

Chapter 143 Spanning tens of thousands of miles, it still comes down to the Luo River! (Seeking monthly votes)

Rumble!
Under the cover of night, the Kui Niu transformed into a monstrous beast, trampling back and forth several times within the Qingwen Copper Mine camp. Wherever it passed, blood gushed forth like a spring, and the corpses of Xiao Yang splattered everywhere.

One after another, figures emerged from the mine, discarding their bamboo baskets, and charged towards the Xiaoyang tribe soldiers.

No one knows how they got through these days.

They lay on the corpses of their own kind, digging for minerals day and night, and every act of resistance was met with slaughter.

At first, the warriors of Xiaoyang were able to put up a fight, but as more and more humans poured out of the mines, the humans began to gain the upper hand due to their numbers.

A group of people tackled Xiao Yang to the ground and began to devour his flesh and blood raw, using both their hands and mouths.

Some people smashed Xiao Yang's corpse into a bloody mess, their own hands also revealing blood and bone, yet they still showed no sign of stopping.

As if he had long since lost the ability to feel pain, he fiercely scooped out the bloody mud and stuffed it into his mouth.

After thoroughly clearing the Xiaoyang camp, Shen Can stopped. He didn't need to do anything else; the humans in the entire mine had already surrounded the Xiaoyang clan.

Even though the Xiaoyang Clan soldiers were powerful overall, these emaciated humans unleashed unimaginable strength, showing no fear of death and charging forward to drag Xiaoyang down with them.

This reckless fighting style resulted in the remaining Xiaoyang's body being torn apart one after another.

"Azhan, you stay here and organize these miners into an army, collect their Owl Yang Blood Bone, and use the Owl Yang Blood Pills for cultivation."

Looking at the mine and then at the figures whose eyes were filled with the light of wild beasts, Shen Can asked Huo Zhan to stay behind.

This kind of hatred is the first I've seen since leaving the North.

To this end, Shen Can took out his witch's pouch and some remains of Xiaoyang tribe soldiers, elites killed at Longlinjin Ferry last time.

"Temple, which direction are you going?"

"As usual, let the Azure Phoenix soldiers keep in touch."

Shen Can pointed to the Azure Phoenix Soldiers flying in the sky, but they were flying very high and could not be seen from below unless you looked carefully.

……

Then, the antelope-like beast pulled the chariot across the mine, chasing after the fleeing leader of the Owl Sun.

This guy is aggressive and quite strong; he's also pretty fast.

"How are you doing? Can you handle it?"

On the chariot, Luo Feng was wearing Luo Zhi's magnificent battle robe, and with Shen Can supporting him with weapons, he looked from a distance as if he were sitting cross-legged, holding onto the armrests.

By this time, the entire chariot compartment had been removed, returning it to its original state.

Normally, a chariot has three people: the driver, the left wingman, and the right wingman. Depending on the situation, shield bearers, spearmen, and so on may also be added.

However, the bronze chariot is a magical artifact, and once the magical runes are activated, its defensive power will reach an astonishing level in a short period of time.

In addition, the chariot itself was enormous, like a small mountain, and had sharp blades on both sides of the shaft.

Even without activating the power of the Kui Niu, a normal charge into the formation would still result in a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

Luo Feng did not respond to Shen Can's question, but his expression was full of pleasure. Instead, he asked in return, "Was the one that just escaped a Heavenly Vein Ninth Level Owl Sun?"

"He can't get far!"

Shen Can spoke and chased after him.

This guy is a master at running away; he must have a keen sense of smell too.

The water light that burst forth from the horns of the Kui Niu at that time was the result of his layered third-order sorcery.

Unexpectedly, this guy sensed something was wrong and immediately ran away.

……

On the wasteland, Mu Tuo ran wildly while circulating his blood energy to suppress the shock in his body. The double impact of the Kui Niu and the third-level witchcraft made him instinctively sense that there was danger.

Not that I'm scared anymore.

Rather, it simply doesn't want to engage in a direct confrontation.

Correct!
He simply didn't want to fight head-on. He still needed to advance to the fourth-tier Divine Treasure, and every time he suffered another injury, his success rate in advancing to the Divine Treasure would decrease by one point.

Rumble!
Just then, the sound of rolling wheels came from behind, and Mu Tuo's expression changed.

Damn it, they caught up with us.

Immediately, it circulated its blood and energy to its limbs, using both hands and feet to leap and run across the ground, instantly increasing its speed by 30%.

"Go after it!"

On the chariot, Shen Can placed his hands on the armrests, gazing at a blue light figure bobbing up and down in the distance.

As soon as he finished speaking, the antelope-like beast pulling the cart shuddered, its four hooves emitting a dark yellow light, and its speed increased dramatically.

Sensing that it was being caught up from behind, the Mu Tuo in front quickly turned around and rushed towards the jungle.

It, Xiaoyang, is a darling of the jungle, able to use large trees to climb...

Rumble!
As Mu Tuo entered the jungle, he looked back and saw the war chariots rampaging wildly behind him, felling giant trees and shattering grass, trees, and rocks wherever they went.

A mountain range appeared ahead, and Mu Tuo was overjoyed upon seeing it.

Rumble!
But then a series of booming sounds rang out, and giant arrows kept coming, forcing it to dodge in a sorry state.

Above their heads, water vapor gathered and rained down like arrows.

While it was dodging, the chariot had already circled around from behind and blocked its way into the mountains.

"Damn it!"

This enraged Mu Tuo, who felt that the humans were mocking it.

It turned around and remembered there should be a human tribe not far ahead, but it didn't know if it was still there.

……

On the bronze chariot, Shen Can relentlessly pursued Xiao Yang, who was fleeing ahead.

When he saw a human settlement appear ahead, he grabbed a giant arrow that he had taken out earlier and threw it.

The moment the giant arrow is released, water vapor from all directions will rush onto the arrow.

The combination of martial arts and witchcraft is so simple and unadorned, yet its power is multiplied exponentially.

While Xiaoyang dodged the giant arrows ahead, the chariot had already drawn an arc across the wasteland and blocked the human tribe's path.

"Damn it!"

Mu Tuo cursed loudly and, without pausing, turned and jumped away again.

……

"It's a bronze chariot! They're chasing Xiaoyang!"

"What a terrifying aura! It feels like it could overturn our city."

……

Tweet!
As he continued his pursuit, Shen Can heard the cry of a phoenix echoing from the top of the sky, and he immediately understood.

A hundred miles away lies the Xiaoyang Camp.

In that case, it's time to close the net.

A place that could attract a ninth-level Heavenly Vein Martial Artist like the Owl Yang Warrior must not be a small camp.

Rumble!
Blood energy surged into the chariot, and the Kui Niu roared across the wasteland.

Originally, they were three miles apart, but in the instant the Kui Niu appeared, it rushed to the back of Mu Tuo in just a few breaths.

A terrifying aura surged forth, and the air currents caused the running Mu Tuo to stumble.

Giant water arrows rained down from the sky, but Mu Tuo flipped over and unleashed a barrage of spear strikes that shattered the arrows.

But then he was hit by the Kui Niu and his body flew sideways.

The Kui Niu's charge was continuous and uninterrupted, a single, powerful surge that propelled it forward once more.

Mu Tuo was sent flying three times in a row. Each time its blood energy was poured into the spear, a rain of arrows would condense and fall behind it.

Before them was the Kui Niu, and behind them was the peak third-tier witchcraft.

This made Mu Tuo furious and he cursed loudly.

A ninth-level Celestial Vein, a peak third-tier wizard, and a bronze chariot—this is equivalent to three of the same tier fighting against one.

In its view, Shen Can and Luo Feng were respectively a ninth-level Heavenly Vein Wizard and a peak third-tier wizard.

Warriors drive chariots, and sorcerers cast spells.

Boom! The spear in his hand still smashed into the horn of the Kui Niu, and the horn burst into a dazzling light and shattered.

However, the enormous Kui Niu divine form remained powerful, once again sending Mu Tuo flying, spraying blood into the sky.

Water arrows poured down from the sky, splashing water all over Mu Tuo's body, and blood gushed out one mouthful after another.

Just then, a group of Xiaoyang tribe soldiers happened to be nearby. After rushing over, they saw Mu Tuo's body bursting with water and blood.

"Bronze Chariot!"

"It's Lord Mu Tuo!"

"Oh no, it seems Lord Mu Tuo is dead."

……

Amidst the cries of the Xiaoyang tribe soldiers, the Kui Niu swept across and crushed Mu Tuo's body, the wheels of the chariot making a clattering sound.

"Run!"

The Kui Niu chariot that had just passed over returned and rumbled over you a second time. Shen Can used his divine sense to collect the puddle on the ground into his magic pouch.

The Kui Niu vanished into specks of water in the sky, and the chariots chased after the fleeing Xiaoyang tribe soldiers.

……

Hundreds of miles away.

Beneath the Flaming Mountain, the Xiaoyang camp was ablaze with flames, and thunderclaps echoed within the camp as countless Xiaoyang soldiers soared into the sky.

Houses, towers, defensive rocks, celestial veins, magical artifacts, and arrow rain were all like a light drizzle in the face of the Kui Niu chariot charging forward at full speed.

Wherever the Kui Niu passed, everything was shattered.

Some ordinary Xiaoyang tribe soldiers were killed by the raging battle intent before the Kui Niu could even get close, their bodies flying out of the air.

"Hahaha……"

On the chariot, Luo Feng's face was flushed with an unnatural redness. If he hadn't lost his arms, he would definitely be dancing with both hands by now.

On the rear shaft of the chariot, a battle flag bearing the mark of the Luo River fluttered in the wind.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the entire Xiaoyang camp turned into a river of blood, and most of the Xiaoyang forces collapsed and fled.

Shen Can did not give chase. He drove the chariot whose form had dissipated, and swept up the corpses on the ground.

Under the influence of his divine sense, even the resources piled up in the large tents and houses of the nearby camp could not escape his perception.

After gathering these resources, they quickly rushed out of the shattered camp and disappeared into the distance.

Inside the camp, nearly a thousand humans captured by the Xiaoyang Clan stared in astonishment at the war chariots that blasted open the camp like the wind, leaving behind a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

By the time they realized what was happening, the chariot had already disappeared into the distance.

……

half a month later.

The chariots crossed the Guimu River again and stormed into the northwest of Ji, crushing all six of the Xiaoyang camps along the way.

Another ten days passed.

At the foot of Jidi Stone Mountain, he killed thirty-three martial artists of the Yangtian Meridian, including the leader who was at the eighth level of the Yangtian Meridian.

Another half month passed.

At Arrowhead Mountain in the eastern part of Guimu River, Qiu Yin, the leader of the ninth level of the Xiaoyang Heavenly Vein martial arts, was killed.

……

A month later.

The bronze chariot reappeared, 300 miles northeast of Heyang Market, where it annihilated more than 400 elite soldiers of the Xiaoyang tribe, and then disappeared without a trace.

Five more days passed.

Two hundred miles south of Heyang Market, the bronze chariot reappeared.

The Kui Niu charged into a force of over ten thousand Xiao Yang tribe soldiers, crushing countless Xiao Yang and killing seven commanders of ten thousand men in succession, before swaggering away.

The chariot had been missing for more than a month.

They reappeared and pursued the leader of the Xiaoyang tribe for over three thousand miles west of the Guimu River, their journey being witnessed by many humans and Xiaoyang tribesmen.

Finally, they killed Commander Xiaoyang on the banks of the Guimu River.

Then, the chariot disappeared again.

In an instant, countless Xiaoyang Clan soldiers in the entire fallen territory were filled with terror.

The bronze chariot appeared without any pattern, sometimes in the east and sometimes in the west.

Some have calculated that in just a few months, the bronze chariots repeatedly traversed the east and west sides of Ji, covering a distance of tens of thousands of miles.

They simply exploited Xiaoyang's weaknesses and kicked them hard.

Rumors reached the Xiaoyang camp, which was confronting the Bo tribe, and the Xiaoyang clan leader was furious. He directly conscripted elite tribal soldiers from the camp, determined to find the bronze chariot.

But the chariot vanished without a trace; it could not be found at all.

……

Blood Pass Mountain City.

Yuan Zhenzang looked at the intelligence gathered from all directions, with a huge map behind him.

The map is marked with traces of where the bronze chariots appeared.

However, their locations are completely random; this time they're in the east, the next time in the west, and the time after that in the north.

"The Antelope Beast, the Luoshui Battle Flag..."

Yuan Zhencang sneered, "Damn it, a bunch of old geezers sitting in the clan, their reputation has spread all the way to Ji."

I wonder if these old folks will be happy to hear about the fame.

After glancing at the map, Yuan Zhenzang stopped paying attention.

Useless.

Bronze chariots can be hidden, but the antelope-like beast cannot. Even if it disguises itself, it will still roam the vast land.

This indicates that there was more than one person driving the bronze chariot; rather, there was a group of people acting as scouts around it.

By scouting the surrounding area for hundreds of miles, the antelope-like beasts, disguised by animal skins, can traverse thousands of miles of mountains and fields.

"Someone, investigate the birds for me, pay attention to birds in groups, start with those tribes that keep bird groups."

Although he didn't think it was done by any of his superior tribes, Yuan Zhenzang felt he should still investigate to be on the safe side.

Then, he descended the stone tower, jumped onto a dragon beast, and charged into the depths of the mountains.

Beneath the earth, countless shamanic runes sealed off the flow of energy above and below.

Amidst the thick stench of blood, streams of earth and wood energy surged like a tidal wave over the sealed-off area.

Upon entering this place, Yuan Zhenzang couldn't help but shrink his body. The surrounding rock walls were covered with ice shards, and a chill rushed towards him.

The surging source energy turned into mist, and the Earl of Jishan casually sat on a rock, with the source energy flowing into his back.

"Chieftain, things have been quite lively lately."

Yuan Zhenzang quickly explained the situation, as he had already informed the clan leader about the Luoshui tribe sending people.

At this moment, he was referring to the subsequent bronze chariot.

He also mentioned his speculation that someone had impersonated the Luoshui tribe's name and chariots, and that they likely had a group of flying beasts as informants.

"That's a good thing."

The Earl of Jishan smiled, his usually icy face breaking into a grin.

"Those old guys in Luoshui must be scared to death."

"Go to Luodi and spread some news, saying that Xiaoyang is furious and that a fourth-level expert will soon be heading south to kill those old bastards."

Yuan Zhenzang was speechless; the clan leader's thoughts had really jumped far.

"Clan leader, according to the news that came back, Xiao Yang has gathered a lot of people and is looking for the owner of the bronze chariot. The bronze chariot is still killing so recklessly, and it will most likely fall into Xiao Yang's trap."

"Since the Dragon Guards have made a move, we should lend a hand, no matter which human comrade they are."

Lord Jishan pondered for a moment, then said, "Oh, right, don't forget to spread the word in Luodi."

(End of this chapter)