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

Chapter 230 Succession, Second Clan Chief

The collapse of the Yongshan Bo tribe led to the creation of more than a dozen Bo tribes in Yongyi, each with a history spanning eight thousand years.

Even now, several of the Yongshan Bo tribes remain prosperous and have not declined, thanks to the inheritance and artifacts of the Yongshan Bo tribe.

The clan tempering method of the Yongshanbo tribe is not uncommon in Yongyi; many tribes have it.

However, the various tribes had already broken down the tempering methods of Yongshan, selecting the type suitable for their own clansmen to cultivate, and keeping the rest as secret treasures.

However, there are no others like Zhiyan who have gathered all five tempering techniques and cultivated them to a considerable scale.

Furthermore, the Five Elements Tempering Method corresponds to the Five Elements Heavenly Vein Method, and the complete Five Elements Heavenly Vein Method disappeared along with the Yongshan Bo tribe when it was destroyed.

The corresponding celestial vein methods circulating in Yongyi are not very complete. Over the past few thousand years, many tribes have made repairs, but the repairs are all superfluous additions and it would have been better not to repair them at all.

Therefore, nowadays we can see many tribes practicing the single tempering method of Yongshan according to their own tribal conditions, but the subsequent Heavenly Vein Method is no longer available.

Everyone only used Yongshan's tempering method as a foundation-building technique, and later they still cultivated their own unique Heavenly Vein Method.

At this moment, after seeing the five martial arts demonstrations outside the Blazing Flame Ancestral Temple, some of the martial artists from various factions who came to watch the ceremony had many thoughts running through their minds.

Even the strongest tribes in Yongyi today haven't dared to claim to be cultivating all five elements on such a large scale. Yet a newly promoted tribe in the north has actually come up with a method for refining all five elements.

What, you want to be Yongshan?

Of course, regardless of what they were thinking, everyone had smiles on their faces and their eyes were fixed on the people performing martial arts below.

The five formations performing the martial arts demonstration each had over a thousand people, all of them young. Amidst the thunderous sound of war drums, they stood firmly on the ground, their bodies like evergreen pines, their fists whistling through the wind.

During the martial arts demonstration, twelve young wizards stepped forward from the crowd. The oil inside the twelve nine-zhang bronze cauldrons on each side of the temple was ignited, and streaks of crimson fire runes lit up. The crimson fire and mysterious light transformed into pillars of flame that shot into the sky.

The drumbeats grew even louder at this moment, and a roar rose from afar. A black torrent rolled in from a distance as the Five Elements Martial Arts Formation retreated.

A black chariot, with a dragon-blooded horse clad in black armor at the front, and warriors dressed in black armor standing on the chariot.

Behind each chariot followed seventy-two black-armored warriors.

These black-armored warriors, with bodies as strong as bears and shrouded in a murderous aura, moved with the chariots, their footsteps thundering like lightning, echoing the sound of drums.

"What is this? How did they manage to pull the chariot up?"

"Who doesn't have a few war chariots?"

Dragonblood horses pulled chariots past the ancestral temple, with four chariots in each row, totaling thirty-six rows.

As the chariot passed by the Wizard's warship, which was observing the ceremony, the auras of the many warriors on board suddenly froze.

"My lord, why does this chariot exude such a terrifying aura? Is that the Kui Niu pattern on it?"

The chieftain of the Xuan Yue tribe, who was standing next to the Earl of Jishan, carefully approached the Earl of Jishan and spoke.

"It's a Kui ox pattern!"

Lord Jishan glanced at it and affirmed.

"That's impossible. The Kui-ox chariots of the Yongshan tribe are blue, and the method of making them has long been lost. How could Zhiyan possibly recreate them? It can't be some random animal pattern that he made up and then passed off as something else..."

Before the chieftain of the Xuan Yue tribe could finish speaking, he realized that the Earl of Jishan was completely ignoring him, and he awkwardly withdrew his words.

The Yongshan Earl tribe back then was only a tribe with a thousand chariots, possessing a thousand Kui ox chariots.

The Earl of Jishan scanned the chariots below with his divine sense and immediately saw that, in terms of material, the black Kui Niu chariot was far inferior to the bronze chariot.

However, on the black Kui Niu chariot, there were more than 100,000 water-based witch spirit seals, which were interlocked and their power was bubbling with water vapor.

This was achieved by forcefully elevating the chariot to the level of a third-tier magical artifact through exquisite magical runes and spiritual restrictions.

Following the chariots were rows of blood-armored warriors, their armor perfectly fitted and shimmering with witch runes.

The formation of tens of thousands of people moved as one, and apart from the rhythmic sound of their footsteps, no other sound could be heard.

The armor of these people all showed traces of wind-elemental sorcery.

This is only the initial stage, which can probably increase a martial artist's speed by about 30%. As for more advanced wind-type spirit restrictions, or wings, they will require further research.

Many martial artists on the viewing warship stared blankly at the Blood Sea Guard warriors, only feeling the menacing aura emanating from them, but not seeing much else.

A few people are wondering what Zhiyan is doing all this for, what its purpose is, and whether he's just trying to scare them.

Buzz!

As the Blood Sea Guards passed by, a series of buzzing sounds rang out, and a fleet of flying boats, each about three zhang in size, flew over.

At the front and rear of the flying boat, there was a giant crossbow shimmering with witch runes.

However, the giant crossbow was completely different from those of other tribes in Yongyi, as it had a huge quiver for self-loading arrows attached to its bottom.

Currently, it is not possible to fire the giant arrows completely autonomously; archers are required to assist by activating a mechanism inside the giant quiver after each arrow is fired.

In this way, the giant arrows stored in the giant quiver can be pressed into the firing rail of the giant crossbow from below by a spring.

The faster tribesmen, under these circumstances, could fire a giant arrow every two breaths, increasing the loading speed by more than ten times compared to the previous manual reloading.

These airships are intended for routine patrols, but they can also serve as powerful weapons in times of war.

Moreover, this is only the first generation; the second generation of the third-tier enchanted giant arrow has already been successfully developed within the clan.

What we are showing today is just the initial version of the first generation.

Research has begun on the third-generation, Tier 3, Enchantment-Enchanted Explosive Giant Arrow (Witch Arrow).

Looking at the slightly puzzled eyes of some people on the viewing ship, Shen Can smiled gently.

The next moment, a roar rang out.

Those clear eyes finally changed, turning into astonishment.

Compared to the Blood Sea Guards and the small patrol airships, the scene that appeared at this moment was truly shocking to them.

Roar!Roar!Roar!
A series of roars erupted, the sound deafening.

Behind numerous small patrol boats, a colossal creature nearly forty feet in size struggled and roared.

"A fourth-tier wild beast! Blazing Flame actually captured a fourth-tier wild beast to use as a sacrifice!"

"It has dragon horns on its head. It's a dragon-type wild beast. What a terrifying aura."

"A fourth-tier wild beast was actually towed here by a flying boat. This flying boat shouldn't be fourth-tier yet, since we can't see the patterns of a fourth-tier wild beast."

Most of the fourth-tier flying boats in Yongyi are built from the skeletons of fourth-tier wild beasts.

Once completed, the bones of the wild beasts transform into the dragon bones of the flying boat, often leaving unique beast patterns on the surface of the flying boat.

"Look! That's a spirit restriction! Goodness gracious, what kind of spirit restriction is this? It can actually trap a fourth-tier wild beast!"

"Could this be a powerful auxiliary magical artifact?"

The flying boat, hundreds of feet in size, moved through the air, drawing in a spiritually boundless expanse of gently rippling water.

Inside the Spirit Forbidden Zone was this fourth-tier dragon lizard beast.

Many of the martial artists watching the ceremony were astonished by the power of the spirit restriction that trapped the dragon lizard beast, and even speculated that it was a kind of witchcraft artifact, but no one felt that there was anything wrong with it.

Even the Earl of Jishan was astonished by the power of the spirit restriction, but he never imagined that the spirit restriction of the witch talisman could be used in this way.

The flying boat towed the fourth-tier dragon lizard beast to the outside of the ancestral temple and landed with a rumble.

The dragon lizard struggled in vain, then roared in anger, unleashing a powerful dragon's might.

Sensing the overwhelming dragon's might, everyone's gaze fell upon the dragon lizard beast, astonished by the power of this fourth-tier behemoth.

As for the spirit seal that trapped the dragon lizard beast, they all forgot about it.

For the superior tribes that came this time, such a giant beast was enough to make them a powerful force.

For the impoverished Bo tribe, this was enough to allow them to regain the glory of their ancestors.

But now, this fourth-tier behemoth is about to become a sacrifice.

Shen Can's gaze swept over the crowd watching the ceremony, feeling somewhat speechless. The witchcraft artifacts and spiritual restrictions displayed in today's ceremony were a complete waste of time and energy.

All the displays pale in comparison to a fourth-tier dragon lizard beast.

These warriors from superior tribes and impoverished clans, with their eyes that flickered from time to time, all showed that they wished they could drag the fourth-tier wild beasts back to their own tribes.

"Feast!"

One hundred and eight priests blew their horns.

As the horn sounded, a water-based shaman rushed towards the dragon-lizard beast.

A dragon's roar rang out, and the little dragonfish and the little sparrow flew over, beginning to summon clouds and rain, working with the water-based shamans to quickly cleanse the dragon lizard beast.

During the cleaning process, the priests began to draw sacrificial symbols on the dragon-lizard beast.

The dragon lizard tried to roar and struggle again, but Shen Can had already arrived in front of it.

The dragon-lizard beast, which looked like a small mountain, was unable to move due to the terrifying superior pressure emanating from him.

According to legends circulating in Yongyi, there was a Bo tribe called Shangxuan, which was destroyed during a great sacrifice.

Because the captured fourth-tier wild beast was not subdued on the day of the sacrifice, it broke free and wreaked havoc in all directions.

What should have been a grand sacrificial ceremony turned into a catastrophe that led to the extermination of the entire clan.

This also serves as a warning to future generations that when taking sacrificial offerings, they should carefully consider their own strength.

At this moment, on the warship where the ceremony was being observed, some people had even slightly lifted their buttocks from their seats, their eyes fixed on the dragon lizard beast.

Although the chances of sacrificial beasts rioting are very low, what if they do?

Besides, Zhiyan is from the Jinbo tribe; they don't even know how much power and resources they have.

The priests began chanting incantations.

Shen Can grabbed the Luan Blade, used his fingers as a brush, and began to draw witch runes in the air. One witch rune after another landed on the dragon lizard beast.

At this moment, the horns blared louder and louder, and the priests knelt outside the ancestral temple.

As Shen Can raised his hand, a flash of light appeared on his blade.

The priest plundered 1642 years of the lifespan of a fourth-tier dragon lizard beast.

The dragon lizard's thick neck was pierced, and dragon blood flowed out, falling into the newly made blood vessel.

The scorching dragon blood surged and roared within the blood vessel, while countless sorcerer runes lit up on it, flashing one after another, making the blood vessel shine brilliantly for a moment.

Indeed, ordinary bronze blood vessels could hardly withstand the erosion of dragon blood.

The Luan Blade was also reforged, and with the addition of Shen Can's blood energy, it was able to pierce the dragon lizard beast's defenses.

Before entering the ancestral temple, Shen Can raised the blood goblet and stared at the dragon lizard beast with lightning-fast eyes.

In the blink of an eye, before anyone could react, divine sense surged like a torrent into the dragon lizard beast's soul.

This guy was so honest, so naturally he received his advance care, which saved him a lot of trouble by damaging his soul.

The idea that sacrificial offerings would go mad during a ritual is untrue.

Those of you who shifted your positions should just sit back down and keep an eye on things.

Using the blood of the sacrificial dragon lizard as ink, the shamanic runes were drawn on the sacrificial vessels.

As the powerful energy of the fourth-tier beast blood surged, the nine sacrificial spirits within the sacrificial cauldron instantly awoke.

Apart from the weak aura of the mural predecessors, the remaining seven guardian spirits under the Yongshan Marquis and one elder spirit of the Daidi, like eight volcanoes exuding pressure, suddenly released their auras from the ancestral temple.

The aura emanating from the sacrificial spirit swept in all directions in an instant, causing the tribesmen to cheer and roar.

The Earl of Jishan and the Earl of Yanran exchanged a glance. As the only two fourth-level martial artists present at the ceremony, they could clearly feel the powerful pressure within the ancestral temple.

One after another, the sheer number of sacrificial spirits was terrifying.

In contrast, other spectators could only feel a vague sense of oppressive power.

To describe it, I'd say, "Wow, that's amazing!" After that, I ran out of words.

……

As Shen Can entered the ancestral temple, the clansmen outside also began to offer tributes to the temple.

A shaman shouted.

“A clanswoman weaver presented three tiers of blue cloud brocade to the ancestral temple.”

Amidst shouts, the Weaver Girl, dressed in a long linen dress she had made herself, with a simple wooden hairpin in her hair, and holding a blue brocade with cloud patterns in her hands, descended step by step towards the ancestral temple.

She was somewhat excited, never expecting that at such a grand moment as the promotion of the clan, she, an ordinary clansman who was neither a wizard nor particularly skilled in martial arts, would be the first to offer sacrifices to the ancestral temple.

“When the fire of the clan was extinguished, the Ice Tower was offered to the ancestral temple.”

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“A clansman offered golden grain to the ancestral temple from his farmhouse.”

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“There was a shaman named Queshan who presented a book of herbs to the ancestral temple.”

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As the clansmen presented their gifts, some of the martial artists watching the ceremony once again revealed clear yet puzzled looks in their eyes.

They didn't quite understand why an ordinary person could act as a headman and offer sacrifices at the ancestral temple.

Is it just because you can weave cloth?
And what is this tower that exudes a chilling aura for? Is it for making ice fruit?
Offering golden millet is actually quite normal, since clan festivals need to include some auspicious omens.

And what's with this guy offering up some kind of herbal book? Why is he accompanied by a rabbit?

This rabbit is quite fat.

Originally, Shen Can had planned to take advantage of this witch festival to sell some witchcraft items.

But now, what can he do with a bunch of clueless people?
It's as if he wanted to demonstrate the power of Blazing Flame, only to be met with the comment "awesome" in return.

He threw a punch and almost strained his back.

Soon, after the clansmen who had been called out to offer their gifts had finished, the next step was for each settlement to bring up their own offerings.

Before long, the area outside the ancestral temple was filled with bronzeware, jade plates, pottery, and wicker baskets, all filled with various offerings.

There are beautiful jade, gold and stone, animal meat, witch medicine, spirit rice, wheat and millet... in short, a wide variety of things.

The horns of the shaman rang out once again.

Huotang, the clan leader, held a seal and walked step by step toward the ancestral temple.

This seal was specially made for this succession.

It doesn't have much use yet, but once the clan protection formation is successful, it will become the core of its control.

At the same time, a group of teenagers, their bodies covered in animal patterns, roared like dragons as they arrived below the ancestral temple, their bodies swaying like little tigers and dragons.

Huotang arrived at the bluestone platform outside the ancestral temple. He looked down at the surroundings, and all eyes were on him.

“Our tribe originated in the mountains and forests of the north. Now we have millions of people and hundreds of thousands of armored soldiers. We have already established a strong foundation for our tribe.”

"Today, under the witness of our ancestors and the spirits of the ancestral temple, I, Huotang, pass on the position of clan chief to Huoshan."

Where is the volcano?

"exist!"

From the crowd below the ancestral temple, an astonishing surge of blood energy rose into the sky.

The intense, scorching blood energy instantly illuminated an area of ​​over a hundred feet, transforming into a cloud of bloody smoke.

The faces and bodies of the nearby tribesmen were bathed in a crimson glow from the blood vapor released by the volcano.

In a daze, a faint golden glow appeared amidst the crimson aura, exuding a vast majesty, like an ancient beast awakening.

This commotion drew the attention of all the martial artists watching the ceremony.

Roar!
A tiger's roar followed, and an enormous golden-winged tiger spread its wings and came running.

The volcano flipped over and leaped onto the back of the golden-winged tiger, heading towards the ancestral temple.

"There are also fourth-tier battle beasts!"

Someone on the viewing platform of the warship exclaimed and quickly covered their mouth.

For a moment, I was a little confused about who exactly was the barbarian from the border region.

"The volcano is here!"

After landing on the bluestone platform outside the ancestral temple, the volcano jumped off the golden-winged tiger and knelt down on both knees outside the ancestral temple.

"Today, I pass the position of clan leader to you. You must put my Blazing Flame lineage first. Can you do that?"

"It can be done!"

The volcano's answer was firm and resounding.

At this moment, Shen Can walked out of the ancestral temple, quickly disassembled the dragon lizard beast, and placed the best parts in the hands of Huotang and Huoshan.

Huotang and Huoshan carried the sacrificial meat and followed him into the ancestral temple.

hum!
When the volcano emerged from the ancestral temple once again, along with Shen Can, eight majestic phantom figures appeared in the sky above the ancestral temple.

At this moment, everyone's eyes turned to him.

Shen Can gently raised his hand, and colorful rays of light lit up the top of the volcano, outlining a colorful canopy.

He began by saying, "Our ancestors and spirits bear witness: from this day forward, Huoshan shall be the chieftain of the Zhiyan tribe."

At Shen Can's signal, the volcano, topped with a colorful canopy and holding aloft the seal passed down to him by Huo Tang, walked to the edge of the bluestone platform, so that people from all directions could see him.

"From this day forward, the Blazing Flame shall be the ruler of the entire tribe!"

The roar of the volcano resounded in all directions, and the sounds of horns and drums suddenly became as loud as thunder, along with countless cheers from the tribespeople.

A new clan leader was born.

The tribe was promoted to the Bo tribe.

It was a cause for celebration among all the tribesmen; the thunderous roar of cheers lasted for a long time.

The majestic, ethereal spirit swayed, taking the piled-up offerings into its mouth. Waves of wind swept through the ancestral temple, spreading to the clansmen in all directions.

Hundreds of teenagers and children formed swirling vortexes of rosy light above their heads.

The blessing from the spirits caused these people to experience a sudden surge in energy and spirit.

On this day, the entire tribe's territory transformed into a sea of ​​celebration. Some tribespeople sang ancient songs, and countless children twirled among the crowd, overjoyed.

Night falls.

On each stone tower, the red light from the stones shone like lamps, illuminating all directions.

The clusters of bonfires illuminated the night as if it were daytime.

The warriors from various tribes who came to observe the ceremony, as well as the chieftains of the vassal tribes, were all treated with hospitality by their respective tribes.

Outside the ancestral temple.

A small square table, four dishes, three people, listening to the cheers from below the mountain.

"Come, let's drink from the same jar."

Wu Xian grabbed a jar of wine, his arm trembling slightly, and Shen Can and Huo Tang hurriedly took it from him.

This old man is getting more and more carefree.

"Even if I get drunk and never wake up, I have no regrets," Wu Xian smiled.

"We have to drink today."

Shen Can poured Huo Xian a bowl of wine; he definitely couldn't drink a whole jar.

"Can Ah Shan do it?" Huo Xian asked again.

"Gathering a few people is no problem," Huo Tang waved his hand, feeling quite at ease.

"Come down and have a drink."

As he spoke, Huotang took out another jar.

A dark shadow swept down from the sky; it was a fourth-tier Azure Phoenix. After quickly drinking the wine in its jar, it soared into the sky once more.

Tonight, as everyone seems to be immersed in joy during the grand celebration, the defenses against the scorching heat remain in place.

Even Shen Can was waiting quietly.

Although it's unlikely that anything unexpected will happen, it's better to be safe than sorry.

Silent all night.

Over the next two days, the two Earls of Jishan and Yanran came to pay their respects at the ancestral temple. Shen Can led them to a side hall for a good drink before they left.

As for the other invited martial artists from various departments, they began to leave on the second day.

As for the chieftains of the vassal tribes, none of them left; they had other things to do.

During this grand ceremony, various tribes came to observe, which made Shen Can realize that even if he had magical artifacts and treasures, many people in Yongyi wouldn't be aware of them.

Further research on various types of magical artifacts will require a large amount of resources. Currently, most magical artifacts, such as chariots and small flying boats, are only Tier 3 and their quality is not very good.

Aside from the issue of witchcraft and spirit control, the most important thing is the materials used to craft witchcraft artifacts.

I believe it won't be long before Zhiyan starts researching fourth-tier magical artifacts, but where can we find fourth-tier ores and spirit wood?
I was planning to sell a batch of magical artifacts in exchange for basic resources, and also make a profit from the price difference to continue upgrading and researching.

That's good, a bunch of blind fools.

Or rather, they don't have any concept of improving magical artifacts; they just feel that what they already have is enough.

After all, they no longer fight against other races.

On the contrary, some people were interested in the Ice Pot, because the fruit frozen in it was fresh and delicious, so they wanted to take a few back to use.

……

At this moment, the chieftains of various vassal tribes gathered in a grand hall within the Blazing Flame Clan's city.

"Everyone, I am the new Grand Elder of Zhiyan."

After Huo Zhang entered the main hall, the whispers inside immediately fell silent.

The clansman who followed Huo Zhang in was a third-tier wizard with three small dragonfish patterns on his chest.

The chieftains of the vassal tribes were somewhat surprised and uneasy, wondering what Zhiyan wanted them to do.

Because I don't know, I feel even more panicked.

"Please don't be nervous. There's only one thing I need to tell you all: I, Zhiyan, have carried out reforms and have initially unified and simplified the Great Wilderness script."

“From this day forward, all the tribes under my command, Blazing Flame, shall adopt a unified script. This matter shall be led by the third-tier wizard beside me.”

Huo Ning pointed to the third-tier wizard beside him.

"My name is Huo Cheng, a mid-stage third-tier wizard. You can call me Huo Deacon."

"Over the next one to two years, I will be in charge of leading people to your tribes to teach the Great Wilderness script."

"This is the order from the temple. I hope all the clan leaders will cooperate with me and find a way to help all the people in the tribes quickly learn the improved Great Wilderness script."

(End of this chapter)