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

Chapter 194 The Southern Regions of the Eastern Wilderness, 37,000 Years of Mountains and Seas
Since the legendary Golden Crow Kuafu traversed the mountains and fields, following the mysterious elder of the human race from the two powerful clans, everyone has subconsciously forgotten about him as time has passed.

In the north of Ji, a large crack is embedded in the wasteland.

Within a radius of a hundred miles around the crack, no wild grass has grown for many years, and the whole place has become a withered land.

When the marks left by the old master were first discovered, it attracted countless wandering knights and tribal warriors to come and observe and practice.

However, many of these martial artists who tried to comprehend the halberd marks spontaneously combusted.

This situation scared away many people.

The aura emanating from the halberd marks covered a hundred miles, causing not only the ground to be barren and no more grass to grow, but even birds would avoid it. In particular, those who dared to fly through the air would be directly blown to death by the terrifying energy.

Ordinary Heavenly Vein martial artists can only watch this large crack from afar; very few can even get within three miles of the halberd mark.

……

Clang!
As Shen Can approached Ji Hen, the instant his divine sense landed, a streak of fire that stretched from the sky to the earth attacked him.

With a loud bang, Shen Can was sent flying backward.

The deeper the senses, the more formidable the power released from the halberd marks becomes.

This was a casual strike, yet it made him feel an unparalleled and terrifying killing intent.

Extremely powerful and prosperous, it cannot tolerate even the slightest darkness.

This darkness not only refers to practicing dark methods in spiritual cultivation, but also includes having extra distracting thoughts in one's mind.

Anyone who shows even a breath of life will be killed by the crimson flames.

This is also why many martial artists suddenly burst into flames during the process of enlightenment.

After trying to understand it a few times, Shen Can became certain of his understanding.

Judging from this trend, it's likely that not many people in Yongyi will be able to comprehend this technique.

Ji is barely doing well, but looking at Yongyi, it's estimated that every single one that comes will be burned down.

Within a radius of more than ten miles around the halberd marks, there were many scattered bones.

According to what was seen at the time, it was this mysterious old man who frequently intervened, preventing Jinwu and Kuafu from expanding their territory, and even saving many human tribes.

While rescuing people, he also unleashed terrifying killing intent from the halberd marks he left behind—this seems somewhat contradictory.

After being blasted away again by the flames released from the halberd mark, Shen Can slowly landed a mile away from the mark and then sat down cross-legged.

Just as rumored in Ji, this halberd mark does indeed contain a legacy.

The name "Ji Hen" originated from the warriors of Ji. Many people witnessed the old master wielding a halberd, striking the Golden Crow and Kuafu.

……

[When you observe the marks left by the human ancestors, you will sense the fierce killing intent within them, as intense as a storm. Those with ulterior motives will find no place to hide under these marks.]

You spent another ten years deducing, and in the end you only grasped a certain state of mind, which is killing, killing, killing... Kill those with impure thoughts, kill those who betray their people, kill those with weak minds...

Another thirty years have passed, and it's still just killing, killing, killing...

[Another century passed. As you observed and deduced, your heart was filled with murderous intent, your eyes turned bloodshot, and you sought to prove your path through killing.]

【Kill, kill, kill! 】

……

[You, whose mind has been corrupted by murderous intent for a hundred years, suddenly realize that you are in the process of deduction and cannot prove the Dao. You rub your cheeks to clear your mind.]

You feel that the old man who left this halberd mark might be a madman.

Because this halberd mark clearly contains a legacy, but it seems to be something that can only be observed but not learned; learning it would easily lead to being corrupted by killing intent.

[You awaken from your deductions and increasingly feel that the old senior may have gone mad, leaving no way out for the younger generation.]

……

When Shen Can woke up, his divine sense began to spread outwards, and he only realized the boundary when it reached 370 feet.

After advancing to the fourth-tier Great Witch, the feedback from the higher realm of his divine sense allowed his divine sense to reach 330 zhang, and it continued to grow by more than ten zhang afterward.

Unexpectedly, feeling the killing intent released from the halberd marks time and time again actually increased his spiritual strength by twenty feet.

Although he didn't gain much from comprehending the halberd technique, the improvement in his spiritual sense was an unexpected surprise.

Originally, I came here to see the prowess of the powerful figures outside Yongyi, and also to see if I could learn more about things outside Yongyi by comprehending the inheritance.

Unexpectedly, the inheritance here had such a strengthening effect on divine sense, which aroused Shen Can's interest, so he simply stayed here to continuously comprehend the halberd marks and cultivate.

Whenever he felt fatigued, Shen Can would rest for a few days before continuing to use his divine sense to perceive the halberd marks.

Because the area around the halberd mark was filled with a powerful killing intent, no wandering knights had come here for a long time.

As time passed and the sun rose and set, two months went by, and Shen Can was able to get within a mile of the halberd marks.

Once they reached this range, there was little point in getting any closer, as his divine sense could clearly detect the halberd marks.

The earth looked as if it had been ripped open, with bursts of flame occasionally leaping out.

At this moment, Shen Can's divine sense had already exceeded 470 feet, and its intensity was still increasing, but at a very slow pace.

hum!
This night.

A crimson light suddenly flashed from the halberd marks, and Shen Can was sensing it with his divine sense at that moment.

A crimson light flashed like lightning, and in a daze, he saw an old man with wildly dancing hair and beard emerge from the crimson light, his eyes flashing with murderous light, slashing down at him from a distance.

Boom!

In Shen Can's perception, the void itself seemed about to be blown apart.

"Old lunatic!"

From a distance of about a mile, he sensed a giant halberd falling towards his head.

Even more terrifying, as the giant halberd fell, crimson-gold runes appeared all over its body from top to bottom, like ornaments encircling the halberd, clanging and reverberating, shaking one's soul.

Boom!

In an instant, Shen Can's fighting spirit surged, and he clenched his right fist.

He unleashed the power of the Mountain and River Suppressing Fist to its fullest extent, transforming it into a vast landscape of mountains and rivers, with shimmering waves reflecting starlight.

And so, he threw a punch, which collided with the falling giant halberd.

Boom!

As the fist imprint collided with the giant halberd, Shen Can felt his ears ring and he lost his voice. A terrifying ripple spread out from the point of impact, sweeping in all directions.

Then, his body flew out horizontally, and a thunderous roar of blood energy emanated from his body along the way.

On the spot, Shen Can transformed into a wild beast several dozen feet tall, with a blood energy sound like a roaring ocean emanating from his body.

"Qiang!"

Another crimson flame shone from within the halberd mark. This time, one crimson-gold rune after another shone like a small sun, its brilliance dazzling, generating thunderous sounds as it descended upon Shen Can.

Shen Can felt as if he had entered a furnace for alchemy; the intense heat, the heavy atmosphere, and the vastness made it hard for him to breathe.

Boom!

Without hesitation, he drew out all the surging blood energy within his body, gathered it in his palm, and punched out again.

A dazzling light rose upon impact, and Shen Can's massive body was shoved backward and crashed down, cracking the ground with wide fissures.

In an instant, the already desolate area was filled with flying sand and stones, and a scorching red wind arose.

On the earth, a gigantic figure, sixteen feet tall, sank into the ground.

The residual blood energy from the Divine Treasury and the Nine Heavenly Veins converged into a long river that flowed around his body.

"Shouldn't those who lack ambition be killed?"

At the same time, a voice suddenly came from Shen Can's consciousness.

He doesn't even need to think; he knows how to answer.

Old Madman... The old masters have already set an example; bones are scattered all over the ground.

"That's right, that's right, that's right."

As Shen Can responded, a crimson light appeared where the halberd had been, and within the light emerged a withered old man. His hair was dull and lifeless, and he looked like a withered tree, shriveled and only fit to be used as firewood.

At that moment, the old man slowly opened his eyes, and Shen Can met his gaze.

What I saw was a scene of carnage, with the earth withered and desolate in my eyes.

No wonder he was a senior who dared to chase after the Golden Crow Kuafu and hack him to pieces.

"It's a deal then, it's a promise!"

The eight unexpected words left Shen Can speechless.

What do you mean by "it's a deal"? What did he agree to? No, this old man has no sportsmanship at all.

They do things completely unconventionally.

"senior."

"No need to call me senior. In the 37,0637th year of the Mountain and Sea Calendar, we brothers made a pact."

The two brothers...

Shen Can thought he was about to be accepted as a disciple.

As for this Mountain and Sea Calendar, he had never heard of it before, and there was no record of it in the several volumes of the clan records of the Jishanbo tribe that he had borrowed.

From this perspective, Yongyi seems to be somewhat isolated.

"It's normal that you don't know about the Mountain and Sea Calendar. The place you live in is too remote. After several natural disasters and great destructions, all the traditions have been destroyed."

The Mountain and Sea Calendar was not created solely by our human race. Rather, it began on the day when the first powerful being in the Great Wilderness of the Mountain and Sea transcended the Nine Realms, a day when all races worshipped it.

The being that resides at Mount Buzhou, in the center of the mountains and seas, is said to be at its peak, its power overwhelming all directions, and all races submitting to it.

As for what kind of being it is, I cannot say, brother, because I do not know either.

“Long before the Shan Hai Calendar, our human race began to migrate and multiply in all directions.”

However, the wilderness is vast and full of dangers, with countless mountains and valleys, and many ferocious beasts lurking there.

In the beginning, our human race still had the ability to investigate where our descendants who had migrated out of the race were located.

However, as time went by, the people who had migrated to different places migrated further and further away, and more and more branches were formed.

Under natural disasters, people from all over the world will only migrate to places they feel are safer, which leads to increasingly chaotic migration locations and more and more people going missing.

Now, the strength of our human race is no longer sufficient to investigate and eliminate the scattered human population in various places.

Fortunately, thanks to the power of migration and reproduction, even with frequent natural disasters and rampant beasts, they managed to survive.

Unfortunately, too many places have forgotten the aspirations of their predecessors.

"senior……"

"Call me 'brother'."

"Are you trying to say that even though I forced the Golden Crow Kuafu to retreat and protected the human race, why would I still harbor thoughts of killing my own kind?"

"The appearance of foreign races and killing them are two different things. How can we let foreign races do the work of our own people!"

"I call this cleaning house."

"Do you think what I said is right or wrong?"

After a moment of silence, Shen Can spoke.

"Brother, could you be more specific? Our place is called Yongyi, and if you cross the mountains to the north, it's called Daidi. Where exactly in the Southern Region of the Eastern Wilderness is our area?"

"The Southern Region of the Eastern Wilderness alone covers an area of ​​hundreds of millions of miles and has countless races. How would I know where you are?"

Places the size of yours are everywhere; the so-called Yongyi and Daidi are just names used to refer to this area.

I've been chasing after the Golden Crow all the way here, but I haven't seen a single one who's turned out well. There aren't even any Marquis-level officials here, yet they're just amusing themselves.

Do you think he should be killed?

"If we'd known you'd all be this useless, your ancestors should have made you wet the bed back then, so the migration wouldn't have been so grueling."

Shen Can paused for a moment in response to the old man's personal attack, feeling that he couldn't answer.

"Does the human race now have seventh-tier powerhouses?"

"I guess you could say that."

The old man's tone became somewhat somber as he said this.

“Cultivate diligently, or one day I’ll capture you all and offer you up as food to those terrifying races in the center of the mountains and seas.”

"You are able to live only because the mountains and seas are vast enough, and our human race is particularly good at multiplying and thriving, and particularly good at finding suitable places to cultivate."

Just like wild grass, as long as some people survive the natural disaster, they can reproduce and find a place in the mountains to live.

"If I hadn't come here in pursuit of the Golden Crow, I wouldn't have known that you people lived and thrived in this area."

"But as I've come this far, I'm truly angry at some people who don't fight for their rights."

After a long silence, Shen Can asked a question.

"Brother, are you from our ancestral land?"

Which ancestral land are you asking about?

Shen Can felt a bit of a headache communicating with this old man. What was he saying? How many ancestral lands were left?
"Before the timeline of the Mountain and Sea Era, the number of times the ancestral land of the human race migrated was countless."

Around the 1200th year of the Shan Hai Chronicle, the human race, which had migrated to the ancestral land of the Eastern Wilderness, was wiped out once again.

There was no way around it; the tribes in the middle of the mountains and seas were too powerful, and they frequently turned into natural disasters.

Currently, there are three ancestral lands. I, your brother, come from the King City of the Southern Region of the Eastern Wilderness.

When the ancestral land located in the central region of the Eastern Wilderness was destroyed, a piece of the torch fell to the southern region of the Eastern Wilderness, laying the foundation for the Human King City.

However, this legacy has limited protective power for the human race in the southern part of the Eastern Wilderness, and can only cover the territories of the two kings and seventy-nine marquises.

Aside from the areas of the two kings and seventy-nine marquises, the lands of human refugees are completely neglected, and can only be left to develop on their own.

In the Southern Region, the human race has many enemies, and they are unfriendly from all sides. If they are even slightly weak, they will be attacked by all sides.

For example, the Ao Yin clan, although not a top-tier clan, has an eighth-level ancestor presiding over it. The Xiao Yang clan has been established for 20,000 years.

If it weren't for the human race's inherited skills, our human race would have been swallowed up by other races long ago.

Even so, we still have to offer tributes to the powerful races of the Great Wilderness from time to time, and our human race itself is one of the tributes.

"If you can revitalize your region, perhaps you can migrate to your ancestral homeland. It's been a long time since any land of refugees has risen up and returned to their ancestral land."

Shen Can understood what was said after summarizing it.

They were refugees and wild men, free-range and untamed.

If one can awaken from a state of free-range behavior, then one can return to one's ancestral homeland.

Otherwise, they would just keep grazing like this.

This awakening not only resulted in the birth of powerful figures in martial arts, but also led to the inheritance of a relatively complete cultivation system.

This is the only way to ensure that more strong individuals emerge and enhance the overall strength of the region.

The ancestral lands of the human race directly treated the various regions where humans lived as a whole, allowing them to roam freely.

I look forward to the day when the entire region will transform into a powerful whole.

At this moment, Shen Can thought of the Marquis of Yongshan's southern and northern expeditions, which enabled him to command various tribes, yet he never mentioned promoting him to the rank of Marquis.

The Marquis of Yongshan may be aware of these matters and is also working towards this goal.

"This time, the Golden Crows are passing through the area because they want to return to their ancestral land, Yanggu, for a grand ceremony. I followed them all the way here, also wanting to take a look at where the human race has probably migrated to."

"In the vast land, there are many places where our human race has multiplied and thrived. In some places, the population far exceeds that of the tribes in our ancestral land, but most of them are scattered and disorganized."

"The cultivation methods of our ancestral land are deeply rooted, and we dare not change our cultivation methods under the circumstances of numerous crises."

The only hope is that the scattered lands of refugees can truly rise up, abandoning past methods and creating new paths of cultivation when traditions are broken.

(End of this chapter)