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

Chapter 220 Great Harvest: Yellow Mud Boards, Ancient Trees (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

The roars of dragons, howls of tigers, and cries of phoenixes echoed through the mountains and forests. Deep within a cave, Mu Xiao and the two clan elders were trembling with fear.

Mu Xiao was trembling with rage.

It still hasn't completely severed its connection with the three-headed clone. Even though it is the master, it has been entangled by the clone.

As for the other two elders of the Xiaoyang clan, they were trembling with fear.

"King of Owls, what should we do?"

"The King of Heroes?"

Mu Xiao looked utterly desperate, then laughed.

"Hahaha……"

It never imagined it would find itself in such a desperate situation.

"Go, all of you, run for your lives! The humans want me dead."

Mu Xiao waved to the two elders, then took out several magical artifacts from his shaman's pouch and handed them to the two elders.

"This is the heritage of my clan. After we leave, Xiaoyang will depend on you."

"I'll hold off the humans, you all go quickly."

"The King of Owls!"

"The King of Owls!"

The two elders were taken aback. They wanted to tell Mu Xiao to go first, but faced with life and death, they didn't say it.

"Rest assured, King Xiao, I will definitely protect the heritage of my clan."

"go!"

After speaking, Mu Xiao rushed out of the cave, shattering rocks and sending shockwaves through the air, his bloody aura echoing through the forest.

The two elders of the Xiaoyang clan also rushed outwards.

"I am here! Humans, come and fight!"

After bursting out of the cave, Mu Xiao roared.

Seeing Mu Xiao rush out to attract the attention of the human race, the two elders of the Xiaoyang clan felt a surge of warmth in their hearts and were about to rush towards the distant mountains and forests with all four limbs.

However, the moment the two owl-like creatures leaped up, the 'owl-like creature inheritance' that Mu Xiao had just given them exploded from the witch's pouch.

The blood surged and transformed into root-like strands, instantly enveloping the two like a spider web.

Before the two elders could speak, the network of roots blocked their mouths and noses. Their bodies began to crack rapidly, covered in blood, and transformed into two crawling beast-like forms.

"kill!"

Mu Xiao roared and, controlling the two clan elders, charged towards Shen Can's direction.

It had no other choice.

Shen Can can track its movements; only by eliminating Shen Can can it escape safely.

Otherwise, even if we escape from here, we will still be hunted down.

By then, after the fierce battle, it can't guarantee how much fighting power it will still have.

Now is the only time to fight with all our might.

"Crush the bones, drain the blood!"

Faced with Mu Xiao's desperate struggle, Shen Can waved his hand, determined to utterly crush Mu Xiao to dust this time.

Otherwise, he wouldn't feel at ease.

Subsequently, the five war beasts, including the old black tortoise, along with Shen Can's clone, attacked Mu Xiao and the two elders who had transformed into beast forms.

As for him personally, he did not make a move.

Clang clang!
The Azure Phoenix launched its attack first, conjuring a smaller Azure Phoenix high in the sky. It brought with it a whirlwind that whipped up earth and rocks from all directions, blowing them toward the three attacking Owl Suns.

Roar!
The other war beasts also launched an attack.

In an instant, a violent force exploded across the mountains and fields, the swirling energy containing fire, wind blades, and dragon breath. As these various energies collided, they continuously tore apart the mountains and destroyed the jungle.

A massive tortoise shell, as large as a small mountain and covered with jingling black runes, suddenly appeared in front of Shen Can.

"go away!"

Seeing this, Mu Xiao, who had been blocked, swelled up his entire arm and pounded down with his fist, which was as big as a millstone, onto the Xuan Turtle.

Despite the immense power of its punches, capable of shattering giant mountains, they only caused a slight tremor when they struck the tortoise shell, failing to blast it far away.

Seeing this, it tried to control the two elders to charge forward.

One of them was directly attacked head-on by several beams of golden light and dragon power, which then exploded into a cloud of blood mist.

"burst!"

Seeing this, Mu Xiao immediately ordered the remaining elder to rush towards the tortoise shell, intending to blast it open and create a path for it to kill Shen Can.

The violent energy exploded in the mountains, and the tortoise shell was blasted away by the energy, crashing into the distant forest like a streak of light.

The tortoise shell was blasted away, but Mu Xiao's plan failed.

Rumble!
High in the sky, the Azure Phoenix swept up broken grass, trees, and rocks from the forest and slammed them down on the Mu Owl once again.

"hold head high!"

The dragon-horned beast roared, and its dragon power surged forth like a vast ocean.

The golden wings on the Golden-Winged Tiger slashed down from the air like a golden sword.

The four-colored deer unleashed a thunderbolt that descended from the sky.

The attacks from several wild beasts came crashing down like giant waves, one after another. Mu Xiao's blood surged, and he summoned a bronze jue to hold it above his head, but he still couldn't stop them. Both Xiao Yang and the bronze jue were blasted away by the violent energy.

It coughed up blood, the blood gushing out, but the incantation it was chanting never stopped.

"Go to hell!"

Mu Xiao stared intently at Shen Can, the blood in his mouth flashing rapidly with crimson light, countless tiny runes emerging from within, condensing into a blood sword, which he was about to spit at Shen Can.

At that moment, the clone that had not made a move disappeared like a streak of light. When it reappeared, it had already smashed through the energy fluctuations and flying rocks, transforming into a huge beast over sixty feet long, which crashed straight into Mu Xiao.

"puff!"

Mu Xiao's body was broken by the impact, his head was thrown upwards, and the blood sword that had been condensed in his mouth flew into the sky.

Roar!
Then, a series of beastly roars rang out, and wind blades, purple lightning, silver light, golden swords, and dragon power slammed into Mu Xiao from four directions.

Boom! Boom!
In the midst of the energy collision, Mu Xiao didn't even have time to scream before his massive body was instantly torn apart into rotten flesh and blood mist, as if he had been sliced ​​to pieces.

As the blood mist surged, it quickly condensed into the Shadow of the Owl, but it was not yet fully formed.

A tortoise shell fell from the sky, crashing into the earth with a loud 'boom,' pressing down on the blood mist. Black runes lit up, and water vapor from all directions quickly condensed, forming a torrential downpour that washed away the blood and bones.

"Burn it again!"

Clusters of flames descended from the sky, quickly evaporating the rainwater and turning the bloodstains in the rain into black smoke.

The flames quickly engulfed the forest, burning away all the vegetation and even the shattered bones of the owl-like creature scattered across the mountains, turning them all to ashes.

The mountain wind howled, and several war beasts stood on the four mountain ridges.

Watching the last flame go out.

High up, several gathered items were placed in front of Shen Can. Mu Xiao's witch pouch had long been broken, and these items had spilled out, many of which had been burned away.

"This time, they're all definitely going to die."

The old black tortoise crawled out of its shell and was wiping the marks off its shell.

"It's a bit of a waste, such good meat." These were the words of the dragon-horned beast.

Among the collected items was a bronze jue (a type of ancient Chinese wine vessel) that Mu Xiao had used before. It was a sacrificial vessel, but the animal patterns engraved on it were those of the three-headed tribe.

There are also two fourth-tier magical artifacts, a bronze sword, a bronze arrow, and a piece of animal hide depicting a three-headed god.

Shen Can picked up the bronze arrow and examined it. The arrow was hollowed out and carved with a large bird resembling a golden crow, covered with patina.

Even after being burned by the raging fire, the rust on this bronze arrow was not only not burned away, but there wasn't even a trace of black residue left.

“Xiaoyang still has one more Qiuyin Clan Master he hasn’t killed. As for whether there are any other hidden divine treasures, I don’t know either. You all go and help the clan leader, and while you’re at it, clear out Xiaoyang’s divine treasures.”

After saying that, the group of people and beasts split into three groups. Shen Can took the three clones he had stolen and headed towards the direction of Moyunjian. The clones and the Xuan Turtle returned to the clan, while the remaining four war beasts went to join Huotang.

……

Moyunjian.

The ancient mountain stream is shrouded in mist, with babbling brooks, gnarled old trees, and a desolate, primitive atmosphere permeating the area.

Thick vines hang from the cliffs on both sides, and old trees grow on the cliffs.

After searching for a while, Shen Can discovered a cliff face.

"Buzz!"

As the blood energy he unleashed struck the cliff face, instead of cracking, the cliff shone with a black, mysterious light, and runes formed a three-headed phantom, blocking Shen Can's path.

He quietly looked at the blocking runes, and then suddenly understood the method to open the door.

Inside the rock wall was a dimly lit hall, filled with a stale, stuffy smell.

The main hall was empty, extending deep into the mountainside.

The mountain's interior is riddled with ear-shaped holes, winding their way down into the ground.

When Yongshan launched his northern expedition, perhaps some of the treacherous Yang forces hid here.

If you walk all the way to the end, there are two three-headed stone statues standing in front of the rock wall.

Even after countless years, the eyes of the two stone statues remained dazzling. Shen Can scanned them with his divine sense and discovered that all twelve eyes of the two statues were made from a single type of gemstone.

The number of runes inside the eyeball exceeds ten thousand, swimming like fish within the gemstone eyeball.

Shen Can knew nothing about the habits of the three-headed tribe, only that this tribe had perished in the Yongyi area a long time ago.

Two three-headed stone statues stand on either side, like door gods, but behind the statues is a rock wall, and there is no difference in appearance.

He began to carefully study the runes of the three-headed race and started to deduce their meaning.

Half a day later, the two-headed and three-headed stone statues moved, their twelve eyes lit up, and runes were reflected, forming a nearly circular barrier entrance.

Inside the barrier was a lit, illusory passageway, its runes shimmering like stars.

Shen Can first sent his three clones into the passage before he went in himself.

Deep within the passage lies a withered jungle, covering an area exceeding a thousand miles in circumference.

A strange ancient tree with roots twisted like dragons, its parts rising above the ground like undulating earth dragons, spreading throughout the entire realm.

The ancient tree, with only roots and no trunk, has a withered bark and looks like any other dead tree, yet it possesses a powerful vitality.

The moment Shen Can saw the ancient tree, he realized that the wooden coffin carried by his three clones shared the same aura as this ancient tree.

However, the roots of the ancient tree in front of him were much weaker than the wooden coffin. He pressed the bark lightly, and it broke open, with grayish-yellow sap flowing out.

Stepping on the undulating tree roots, Shen Can arrived at the middle of the ancient tree, where he found the three-headed clan rune mark.

With a wave of his hand, the wooden coffin flew out, its image reflecting the three-headed clan's mark. Soon, the ancient tree split open and swallowed the wooden coffin.

Shen Can had been to the Giant Tree Tribe. The tribe's territory was a forest of spirit trees, but while that forest was lush and verdant, it didn't have the same vitality as this one, which still looked like it was dying and slacking off.

As the three-headed race runes lit up again, the wooden coffin that had been swallowed was regurgitated by the ancient tree.

Shen Can looked at the scene before him, and then at the undulating tree roots all around.

I couldn't help but guess that this might be an ancient tomb of the three-headed tribe.

He began to examine the three-headed creature's identity; where the three heads of this creature were connected, there was a faint ring of lines.

Unfortunately, probably because it had been dead for too long, its flesh had dried up, and the lines had become a ring of shriveled marks, making them less clear.

Shen Can's divine sense began to enter his clone. Since this ancient tree had the mark of the three-headed clan, it was very likely left behind by the three-headed clan.

He naturally needed to observe this ancient tree from the perspective of the three-headed tribe.

The three-headed avatar that Mu Xiao refined was somewhat different from the three-headed secret technique he himself had developed, but these issues were not major.

Shen Can began to deduce the reasoning.

[You dedicated a hundred years of your lifespan to re-examine the Three-Headed Clone Technique. You carefully observed the flow of energy within the Three-Headed Clan's body and began to further refine the technique.]

Compared to its own behemoth avatar, this three-headed avatar was far inferior in both foundation and quality.

However, since the origin of the clone technique comes from the three-headed tribe, Shen Can still gained a lot of insights and inspiration by observing the changes in the three-headed tribe's body.

……

A few days later.

Shen Can used his divine sense to control his three clones to enter the wooden coffin, which then entered the ancient tree.

My entire senses began to be submerged in the aura of the ancient tree, as if I had fallen into an eerie stillness.

Before long, it seemed as if their senses were being drawn, and the runes within the ancient tree lit up.

‘Crash! ’

"Come on, come on."

Sunlight shines brightly on the mountains, creating a dazzling display of colors.

Giant trees stand between the two mountains, the shorter ones are hundreds of feet tall, and the central trunks of the trees reach into the clouds.

These towering giant trees all grew from the same ancient tree, with the upright trunks like pillars and the horizontal trunks like beams.

The intertwining of horizontal and vertical branches forms several layers of canopy from top to bottom, covering a vast area of ​​thousands of miles between the two mountains.

Wooden houses, wooden temples, and nests are scattered all over the tree trunks.

The giant tree is surrounded by rows of tree trunks forming a wooden fence, just like a city wall.

This is a city of spirit trees formed entirely from ancient trees.

Inside the city, the three-headed tribe was everywhere, some riding their mounts, others climbing and leaping through trees, creating a bustling and prosperous scene.

Above, flying boats flew in from afar and landed directly on the take-off and landing area spread out by giant trees.

Below, beneath the great river where giant trees were rooted, treasure ships were moored at the docks formed by the giant trees.

The entire giant tree, as massive as a mountain, is filled with vibrant life.

Finally, one day, a dazzling fire lit up the entire tribe's territory.

Countless three-headed tribesmen were completely blinded by the intense sunlight before they could even react.

A three-headed tribesman opened his three pairs of eyes and used his pupil technique to try to see what was happening, but he was met with a stinging pain, and his three eyes bled and he went blind.

One after another, figures crashed down from the ancient trees, the giant trees began to sway, and flames began to ignite. The once vibrant tribe was suddenly plunged into disaster.

Many of the three-headed tribesmen were completely bewildered by what was happening and were plunged into utter darkness.

……

In the middle of the ancient tree, the three-headed race runes shone even brighter, and a hole appeared in the tree where the wooden coffin had been swallowed.

Inside the tree hollow was a place resembling the ancestral temple of the human race.

The wooden coffin rested in the middle of the tree hollow, on a stone platform covered with eerie blood-red runes.

Unfortunately, the crimson runes were dry and had long lost their vitality.

After examining the runes with his divine sense, Shen Can discovered that they served to provide energy, mostly for the three-headed warrior inside the coffin.

There was also a thick, blood-like substance inside the wooden coffin. The three-headed tribe's original intention was probably to immerse themselves in this blood-filled coffin to slow down their loss of life.

His plans were well-thought-out before his death, but unfortunately, they failed.

Inside the tree hollow, there are more than a dozen standing stone tablets. Five of them are written in the Xiaoyang ethnic script, and seven are written in the Santou ethnic script. The stone tablets are also accompanied by some visualization diagrams.

Among them is the original version of the Three-Headed Secret Technique used by Mu Xiao.

Inside the tree hollow, besides the wooden coffin, there were only a dozen or so martial arts and witchcraft stone tablets, which disappointed Shen Can.

The fact that the Xiaoyang Clan and the Three-Headed Clan's heritage are mixed together shows that the Xiaoyang Clan had already obtained the Three-Headed Clan's relics long ago, and Mu Xiao also started his fortune from there.

Shen Can used his divine sense to gradually sense the entire tree hole. The tree hole was no more than a hundred feet in size, but his divine sense swept over it and took it all in.

"Buzz!"

The layout of the entire tree hole had long been altered by the Xiaoyang Clan. The altar was still there, but there were no signs of any deities worshipped by the Xiaoyang or the Three-Headed Clan.

The altar was also empty, with nothing on it.

However, when Shen Can's divine sense landed on the altar, he made another discovery: the three-headed witch script lit up on the altar.

He immediately manipulated his three-headed clones to come over and press them onto the altar.

Sure enough, as the three-headed clone pressed down, the incantations that lit up above the altar formed a small vortex and slowly spread across the altar surface.

Shen Can looked into the vortex with his divine sense and found that it was actually a small space hidden inside the altar.

The space is small, only about ten feet in diameter.

Inside was a broken yellow mud slab.

Shen Can retrieved the clay tablet and sensed it with his divine sense. He immediately felt a tremor in his divine sense, as if it contained a mysterious power. This was the first time he had ever felt this way.

After examining it, he put the yellow mud board into his pocket, intending to go back and study it carefully.

After all, anything that can be hidden inside an altar must be quite extraordinary.

This altar's spiritual restriction was activated only by the three clones. Mu Xiao's control over the clones was insufficient, so he probably had no idea that this yellow clay tablet existed.

Shen Can then examined the tree hole again, but this time he found nothing else.

Come to think of it, if Xiaoyang had truly gained a great opportunity from the Three-Headed Tribe after the Yongshan Earl's Northern Expedition, he wouldn't have been driven into the mountains.

If the remaining opportunities here were strong, Mu Xiao would have conquered Ji long ago, and there would have been no chance for Zhi Yan to rise to power.

Over the long course of time, any magical artifacts, source stones, or precious medicines we had should have been used up long ago.

The real treasure is actually inside this barrier, in the ancient tree that is so miraculous it can grow into a giant wooden city.

……

Just as Shen Can was preparing to find a way to remove the barrier, the mournful voice of the Master of the Yin Meridian echoed from a valley.

"I surrender, spare my life!"

"I am willing to be a slave to the human race."

"No, no, it's not that bad. I would really be willing to be driven by humans."

"I can help you catch the owl."

Qiu Yin looked at the war beasts eyeing it menacingly from all sides, and felt a chill run down its spine.

It's really not worth it for four war beasts to gang up on one of them.

The fact that humans thought so highly of it filled it with both surprise and fear.

"No!"

Qiu Yin's pleas for mercy were ignored, and it was met with a combined attack from four war beasts. A roar echoed through the valley, and soon a raging fire broke out.

(End of this chapter)