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

Chapter 218 Sword Pointing at Xiaoyang
The fiery meteor fell from the sky, burning fiercely, and shattered into dozens of pieces in mid-air, forming a rain of fire that scattered into the yellow sand.

Meanwhile, the clone stealthily moved through the yellow sand, heading towards the falling meteor.

Inside his body, the stardust became increasingly brilliant, and the falling meteors had a great attraction for his clone, making it eager to devour them.

The moment he saw the meteor fall, his clone suddenly felt as if he had been starving for a very, very long time.

……

Rumble!
The fiery meteor crashed into the yellow sand, its roar deafening, and a huge crater stretching for hundreds of miles appeared in the sand in an instant.

A scorching wave of heat swept out, and wherever it passed, the crimson fire rapidly melted the yellow sand, forming brilliant rivers of molten lava.

In the short span of time that followed, the remaining meteors fell one after another in the surrounding area, and the resulting shockwaves converged and collided, producing explosive sounds that spread outwards in layers.

At the same time, martial artists from several scattered oasis tribes within a radius of tens of thousands of miles also witnessed this scene and rushed towards the place where the meteor fell.

Meteorites falling from the sky, after being scorched by celestial fire, are excellent materials for refining weapons.

If we could find fourth-tier meteorite iron, we would make a fortune.

Amidst the swirling yellow sand, the giant beast that Shen Can's clone had transformed into moved across the sand like a mountain, leaving a long trail in its wake.

The clone rushed to the outer edge of the meteorite's impact site and saw the crystals cooling and condensing.

The fiery aura of the falling meteorite scorched the yellow sand, transforming it into crystals that fused with the element of fire, some of which even emitted wisps of metallic energy.

Looking out, flames flickered across the vast area, illuminating the surrounding darkness.

The clone didn't linger and headed straight for the meteorite.

As for the fire element crystal, we can collect it after we've swallowed the meteorite.

A meteorite, about ten feet in size, was dancing in a sea of ​​molten lava, its surface sparkling with countless tiny stars.

In the clone's eyes, the starlight emanating from the meteorite and the starlight within his body were complementing each other.

The clone opened its mouth and swallowed the meteorite while it was still warm.

He then rushed towards the location of the other meteorites.

Let's swallow the rest of the meteorites first, lest someone else tries to steal them.

He had sent his people to follow him when he arrived, but they were too slow and it might take them several days to catch up.

Among the falling meteor shower, meteorites ranging in size from several meters to less than a foot in size, all sharing the same origin, were swallowed by the clone.

After doing all this, the clone began to gather the fire element crystals around it.

After the meteorite disappeared, the flowing magma closest to it cooled down.

It wasn't until dawn, when he had collected all the crystals near the meteorite's landing site, that other people came outside.

The newcomer wasn't very strong, just an ordinary Heavenly Vein martial artist. Upon seeing the clone in human form soaring through the air, he was so frightened that he avoided it from a great distance.

The clone ignored it and continued to gather the fire element crystals.

The area scorched by the fire meteor's fall was two to three hundred miles in circumference, and everywhere you looked was crystallized. Although he took away the good quality ones, the slightly inferior ones could still be placed in the fire elemental land.

Two days later, the clansmen arrived.

People from several nearby tribes also arrived. These tribes were not very strong, and their leaders were only at the sixth or seventh level of the Heavenly Vein Realm. A large group of people began to dig.

The crystalline layer formed after burning is mostly thin, with very few places reaching a thickness of one zhang (approximately 3.3 meters), and varies depending on the texture and hardness.

Seeing this, the clone became too lazy to move and told the tribesmen to bring out the weapons, armor, food and other things they had stolen, and they sat down to buy them.

These small tribes originally intended to sell the crystals they collected to obtain resources, but they were overjoyed to be able to sell them immediately after harvesting.

With these small tribes taking action, the crystals formed by the meteorite impact were quickly collected into the shaman's bag by the Blazing Flame Tribe.

After learning that his clone had obtained the meteorites and was going to refine them, Shen Can had his clone secretly return from the sandy land with his clansmen.

Before leaving, the bandits they had previously gathered were also buried in the yellow sand.

As for what to do if there's a shortage of manpower when we come back next time, we can just catch more. The most abundant thing in the desert is bandits.

The main reason for bringing the clone back was that the meteorite that fell from the sky caused a strong tremor within the clone's body.

The stars within his body shone ever brighter, constantly releasing starlight that washed over his entire body like blood and energy.

Therefore, Shen Can wanted to study the clone more and see what exactly it was all about.

Normally, if the ore consumed by the clone is of the metal and earth attributes, then the blood energy released should also be of the metal and earth attributes.

However, the clone has not yet generated any blood energy; on the contrary, its physique continues to grow stronger, as all the minerals it has consumed have been transformed into nutrients for its powerful body.

To be precise, the cultivation of clones is not based on the Five Elements, but rather on the Way of the Stars.

In all his years in the Great Wilderness, Shen Can had never heard of the Dao of cultivating stars.

……

At this moment, in the territory of the Blazing Flame Clan, at the Stone Tower.

Huotang was receiving guests, including Yan Chixia, the Great Elder of the Yanran tribe.

"It seems that your department will soon be able to advance to the rank of Earl."

When Elder Yanran spoke, it wasn't as flattery, but as a statement of fact.

Huo Tang didn't try to be modest. After having tea served to Elder Yanran, he asked, "May I ask what brings you here, Elder?"

Previously, when Yanran was about to advance to the rank of Bo, Zhiyan had already been notified.

"I have come to pay my respects to your ancestral temple on the orders of the clan chief."

As he spoke, Elder Yanran took out a jade box from his magic bag.

"This is what my tribal chief asked me to deliver to your temple lord. It is of great importance, and I hope to pay my respects to the temple lord as soon as possible."

Huo Tang was a powerful figure at the ninth level of the Heavenly Vein Realm, and even at such close range, he sensed a strange aura emanating from the jade box.

"This is?"

"Not long ago, when my clan chief was cultivating, he suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood that was strange and had vein-like patterns. The clan chief asked me to come and see the clan temple to seek a solution."

“My tribal chief originally wanted to come in person, but unfortunately he is unable to move now.”

At this point, Elder Yanran sighed.

"I don't know what happened either. The secret technique that had been suppressed has regained its devouring power, and the clan leader even heard the summons."

"Therefore, we dare not let the clan chief come out. If we fall into Xiao Yang's trap, our Yanran tribe will be destroyed."

"The temple is currently in seclusion, but it will be open in a couple of days. Your Excellency may rest in our clan for a day or two."

"Thank you very much."

Although Elder Yanran was anxious, he had no choice but to agree.

After settling Elder Yanran in, Huotang sent a message to Shen Can.

That night, Shen Can returned to the ancestral temple in his clan's territory from the mountain valley.

The problems that have arisen in the cultivation of the Yanran clan chief are most likely related to the Three-Headed Secret Technique. It seems that Xiaoyang, who has been quiet for several years, is starting to cause trouble again.

The side hall of the ancestral temple was Shen Can's residence.

Shen Can opened the jade box brought by Elder Yanran. Inside, a mass of blood sludge writhed up and down like a wriggling worm.

After glancing at it twice, Shen Can flicked out a ball of flame and burned it.

A piercing hissing sound rang out, and the veins within the blood splattered twisted and struggled, even giving rise to a three-headed phantom.

"It's time to get rid of Mu Xiao."

"Should we send a message to Jishan and Yanran?" Huotang also felt it was time to get rid of Muxiao, so he wouldn't always be hiding in the eastern mountains, waiting for an opportunity to strike.

"No, we'll do it ourselves."

“Xiao Yang has been hiding in the east, repeatedly making a comeback, so he must have some secrets left by his ancestors.” “And Mu Xiao, that guy, must have even more secrets.”

Huo Tang was taken aback when he heard Shen Can say he would do it himself, but then he understood.

The current Blazing Flame is not what it used to be; taking down Mu Xiao alone wouldn't be a problem.

"And this time, we mobilized our elite forces, not to target the ordinary tribes of Xiaoyang, but mainly to target Mu Xiao and its so-called ancestral temple of shamans, and the tribesmen at the level of the commander."

"Let the remaining Xiaoyang tribe and that mountain forest serve as a training ground for the younger generation of the tribe."

Huo Tang hadn't expected that Shen Can was planning to kill two birds with one stone.

This idea had just popped into Shen Can's head.

Over the years, the battles between the Blazing Flame Tribe and the Owl Sun have not stopped, but they have only been small-scale skirmishes.

Some of the small tribes of Xiaoyang live in the eastern mountains and forests, where the environment is even worse, and some of them are thinking of coming back.

Settlements located on the periphery of their territory naturally became their targets.

The clan soldiers repeatedly went out to suppress the enemy, but Xiao Yang quickly hid himself by taking advantage of the mountain terrain. The two sides began to fight back and forth, and neither could do anything to the other for the time being.

However, these were all minor skirmishes, which served as a training exercise for the tribesmen, and thus the status quo was maintained.

Destroying the high-ranking members and foundations of the Muyan branch, leaving a portion of the smaller tribes as a testing ground, is just right.

"What do you plan to do about Chief Yanran's matter?"

"I'll see Elder Yanran first, and then decide whether or not to go to Yanran."

"Chieftain, you can begin preparations for war. This time, we don't need to use too many clan soldiers; just select elite clan members. Our goal this time is to destroy the upper echelons of Xiaoyang and seize Xiaoyang's legacy."

"Have someone send a message to the old black tortoise, asking him to come back."

"So, besides the dragon bear that's stationed in Daidi, we'll leave Uncle Volcano to guard the clan's territory. The remaining five guardian beasts, plus you and me, will be about enough."

“Alright, this will be my last battle as clan leader. I will command the clan soldiers, and you will lead the war beasts. This time, we must dig out the legacy of Xiaoyang.”

Huotang felt a renewed surge of fighting spirit.

With six powerful warriors at the Divine Realm level, he never imagined that Blazing Flame could fight such a rich battle.

The next day, Elder Yanran met Shen Can at one of Shen Can's villas.

"I have seen the blazing temple."

Elder Yanran was very courteous and respectful.

"I need to know about Chief Yan's health condition."

Shen Can didn't exchange pleasantries and went straight to the point.

After sighing, Elder Yanran began to speak, "About a year ago, the clan leader suddenly decided to go into seclusion."

"After vomiting blood this time, we realized that the clan leader had heard a summoning voice, which was a very strange language, neither that of our human race nor that of Xiaoyang."

"The chieftain said it might be the language of the three-headed tribe, but the sound was too indistinct for him to discern clearly."

"I think I'll go take a look."

After hearing the description from Elder Yanran, Shen Can prepared to travel to the Yanran tribe.

"Thank you very much, temple." Elder Yanran quickly stood up to express his gratitude.

"The Grand Elder can return alone in two more days."

Oh, and you need to put on a worried expression, pretending you didn't see me.

Elder Yanran immediately understood and nodded in agreement.

After being stopped, Shen Can quietly left the tribe and headed towards the Yanran tribe.

Two days later, Elder Yanran left Zhiyan and returned to the tribe looking distressed and anxious.

Within the Blazing Flame Tribe, Huo Tang also began mobilizing troops and allocating resources and supplies.

Giant crossbows, hard bows, and fine armor are first selected from tribesmen who have cultivated the Wild Beast Battle Body, while ordinary tribe soldiers are selected from squad leaders and platoon leaders in the battle camp.

The pharmacy and medical departments began preparing healing pills.

The Ministry of War began inspecting and repairing flying boats and warships.

……

Yanran Tribe.

Shen Can, who had arrived quietly, did not show himself but hid outside the Yanran tribe's territory.

The Three-Headed Secret Technique on Chief Yanran's body, after he destroyed some of the meridians and used silver needles to prick the intersection of the meridians, has been stabilized for a long time.

The method he used on Chief Yanran was quite simple. Although it couldn't free Chief Yanran from Mu Xiao's control, it could weaken Mu Xiao's control over Chief Yanran.

After several years of silence, Mu Xiao has once again set his sights on the Yanran clan chief.

Therefore, Shen Can suspected that Mu Xiao might be near Yanran.

This is based on his understanding of the Three-Headed Secret Technique. If the Three-Headed Secret Technique were complete, Mu Xiao could naturally control Yan Wanyun remotely.

However, through his methods, Yan Wanyun's meridians were broken and sealed.

Controlling remotely is not so easy.

The closer one gets to Yan Wanyun, the greater the control one can exert.

Several days later, Elder Yanran returned to the clan's territory with an anxious expression. He was immediately pulled into the clan hall by the other three elders, who ordered people to stand guard outside the hall.

"Elder, how is it?"

"Elder, where is the Blazing Flame Temple?"

Elder Yanran sighed.

"The temple is in seclusion for cultivation, and besides, how can the temple go out at will?"

"Oh no, what are we going to do!"

"This is a matter of life and death. The Blazing Temple cannot stand by and watch someone die. Is the gift you brought too insignificant?"

……

It is located a hundred miles away from the Yanran tribe.

The vegetation is lush, and the underground roots twine around like dragons.

Among the many tree roots, a wooden coffin was fused with the roots, and the blood seeping from the coffin soaked the soil below.

After the wooden coffin was opened, a three-headed creature slowly opened its eyes, and the scar-like mark on its middle skull flashed with bloody light.

Three mouths opened simultaneously, chanting obscure incantations, and eerie energy emanated from them.

Then, the tree roots that had merged with the wooden coffin seemed to come alive, dragging the coffin quickly away from the grassy area and hiding in another forest.

The underground chamber of the Yanran tribe.

Yan Wanyun's body was covered in fine scales, and the three-headed tattoo on his body was raised. Even though one of the heads had lost its vitality, it was still growing on his body like a piece of rotten flesh.

The eerie syllables echoed repeatedly in his head.

The blocked meridians in his body shimmered with bloody light, constantly trying to expel the silver needles that were sealing them.

In the sky, Shen Can transformed into a shadow and floated in the air, looking down over the Yanran tribe again and again.

After searching, no strange figures were found within a hundred miles of the Yanran tribe's territory.

If it's not on the surface, then it's likely underground.

(End of this chapter)