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

Chapter 233 The Eye of the Candle Dragon?

Zhiyan Ancestral Temple.

A stone egg was delivered from Daidi to Shen Can's hands.

This stone egg fits perfectly into the eye socket of the one-eyed bronze dragon.

This stone egg was carved out of the rock wall of the stone chamber by the tribesmen; no one had discovered it before.

It was only when Shen Can was flipping through the notes left by Zhongshan that he suddenly remembered that the eyeball might be in the stone chamber.

Surprisingly, after searching for so long, I actually found it.

Shen Can placed the petrified eyeballs into the eye sockets of the one-eyed bronze dragon.

At first glance, it seems a bit out of place.

He had already inspected the entire bronze dragon head inside and out, but he couldn't see any witch-like runes or spiritual restrictions, and he couldn't sense them even with his divine sense.

Its sturdiness surpasses even that of a fourth-tier magical artifact.

As for why we are so certain.

At this moment, on the table in front of Shen Can, there was a mountain-shaped witch artifact.

It was the very piece he had crafted in Bi Fangbo's territory that he used to collide with a bronze dragon head.

The bronze dragon head was completely unharmed, but the mountain-shaped witch artifact had dents on its surface, and even the spirit barrier was partially damaged.

This was just a simple collision without using any force. Shen Can estimated that if the bronze dragon head were activated and then there was another head-to-head collision, the mountain-shaped witch artifact would probably be completely destroyed.

The divine sense and blood essence were absorbed silently into the bronze dragon head.

It was like a bottomless pit; no matter how much blood energy Shen Can poured in, there was no reaction whatsoever.

Flipping through the notes left by Zhongshan, this bronze dragon head came from Jingren.

According to Zhongshan's records, there was a country called Jingren Kingdom, whose people all resembled humans, but were only about a foot tall.

The ancestors of the Zhongshan tribe were on good terms with them, but later the villains of the Jingren Kingdom disappeared.

Looking at the murals on the stone slab, the relationship between this little man from the Jingren Kingdom and the Zhongshan Bo tribe is almost the same as that between Zhiyan and Cangluan, Xiaolingzu, and the medicine-pounding rabbit.

Outside the side hall.

Ah Yu sat on the steps, staring blankly at the sun.

Suddenly, it got dark.

He was startled; in the blink of an eye, everything went dark, and the sun disappeared.

He suddenly jumped up with a start.

"Brother Chan!"

Ah Yu shouted that he had rarely called Ah Chan "brother" in recent years, and now he called him "Miao Tiao" instead.

But at this moment, Ah Yu panicked a little.

"The heavenly dog ​​ate the sun!"

The "Illustrated Record of Blazing Flames" contains a legend about a celestial dog swallowing the sun, and Ah Yu would often flip through it when she had nothing else to do.

He took out a flint from his pocket and started to strike it, but the flint, which used to produce sparks when struck, now produced no sparks no matter how he struck it.

Inside the side hall, in the instant the sky suddenly darkened, Shen Can's divine sense spread out.

However, his divine sense only extended for about ten feet before he felt it had reached its limit.

At this moment, the divine sense was not suppressed, but suddenly and severely malfunctioned.

Shen Can's current state is no longer human form, but human battle form, and the aura he exudes is that of a wild beast that can subdue wild beasts.

He gently squeezed the dragon head and found that its eyes were closed.

What was once an eye socket and a stone egg has now been seamlessly integrated into one.

It became a blind dragon head.

"The alternation of day and night does not conform to the natural order."

At this moment, Shen Can understood the meaning of those words and called out to the somewhat flustered Ayu.

As a person of the fourth level of both Divine Treasure and Great Witch, his divine sense had a range of over 600 zhang, but it was all restricted to within 1 zhang.

As one might imagine, Ah Yu, a martial artist at the Heavenly Vein Realm, found himself in complete darkness, his remaining divine sense utterly ineffective.

"Huh, why is the night so long tonight? I'm getting old, I don't get enough sleep."

Inside the side hall, Huo Xian, who hadn't gotten up yet, had just woken up after a short nap. When he opened his eyes, he saw that everything in front of him was pitch black, so he closed his eyes again.

……

"Why is it light again? Did the celestial dog run away?"

In the blink of an eye, as the darkness dissipated and the sky brightened again, Ah Yu carefully examined the sky, still wanting to see where the Heavenly Dog was.

……

The longan that had disappeared before reopened, revealing the petrified eye inside.

Inside the side hall, Shen Can reverted to his original form, but no matter what he did, he couldn't activate the dragon head.

Left with no other choice, it transformed back into its human battle form, with beast patterns appearing on its body. Its aura became somewhere between human and beast, and the dragon head was reactivated.

After trying twice, Shen Can asked A Yu to summon the volcano clan lord.

"Ah-Can, you were looking for me?"

"Is there something you need to do?"

After arriving at the side hall, Volcano started chattering away without Shen Can even speak.

The position of clan chief is something only those who hold it truly know; there's not much for him to manage.

Now, besides cultivating on his own, he goes to the barracks to cultivate with the clan soldiers.

"Transform into a wild beast battle body and infuse your blood essence into it."

Shen Can pointed to the bronze dragon head on the table.

Without delay, the volcano transformed into a half-ape, half-tiger shape, more than ten feet tall, the moment the blood energy surged within its body. The ape claws grabbed the dragon's head and poured in the blood energy.

"Hey!"

"Why is it dark already!"

The moment the volcano made a move, Shen Can's divine sense had already spread out in all directions.

In an instant, it got dark.

Consciousness was extinguished.

Shen Can snorted and told Huoshan to stay still before walking outside.

The dragon-head-shaped phenomenon triggered by the volcano covered an area of ​​about one mile in radius, extending thousands of feet into the sky, forming an irregular, cloud-like area.

Having reached the edge of darkness, Shen Can sensed the darkness and discovered that his divine sense would be annihilated the moment it entered the darkness.

This black is truly pure black.

Even the sunlight vanished without a trace the moment it touched this darkness.

It was as if the rules had changed in a place shrouded in darkness.

The five elements, which roam the heavens and earth, showed an anomaly in this darkness.

"Candle Dragon."

Shen Can muttered something to himself, then groped his way into the side hall in the dark.

This time, he left the volcano to watch from the outside while he tried to activate the bronze dragon head.

Compared to the range of a volcano's eruption, the range of his eruption was much larger, covering an area of ​​thirteen or fourteen miles in radius, and reaching a height of three thousand feet.

Within this dark area, sight is lost and consciousness is extinguished; warriors and wizards are all like blind men.

Martial artists are alright, at least they can still use their martial arts, but once their divine sense is affected, wizards are practically trapped in a dead end here.

"Go find a few clansmen who have cultivated the Wild Beast Battle Body, as well as the ape-man and little dragon fish captured from Daidi."

Those members of the clan who had cultivated the Wild Beast Battle Body all conducted experiments with Shen Can. Depending on their own strength, the night curtain generated after activating the bronze dragon head ranged from several tens of feet to one or two hundred feet.

As for the ape and the dragonfish, they couldn't activate the dragon head no matter how hard they tried.

Shen Can also tried to activate the dragon head at night, but found that the night made the darkness even darker, but it could not make the sky brighter, so the miracle was only half complete.

In addition, the flame will automatically extinguish under the activated "night sky" and will not reignite no matter how it is lit.

Some shiny jade stones will lose their luster, and the fire element within them, such as fire-attribute stones, will be further restricted.

In short, the darkness emanating from the dragon head carries a hint of arrogance and self-righteousness. Especially its suppression of fire-based witchcraft, fire-based blood energy, and divine consciousness—it's practically a dimensional reduction attack.

However, martial artists of other attributes are not significantly affected by these dark rules.

But in the darkness, everyone is blind.

Subsequently, Shen Can also tried to gather his clansmen together and simultaneously inject blood energy into the dragon's head, so that the resulting darkness could expand.

Despite its many limitations, he felt that if used properly, this dragon head would be an absolute weapon, even useful in the tribe's defense.

Imagine if a cultivator at the Divine Realm level invaded the clan, and suddenly it got dark.

Divine sense is useless. What if the newcomer happens to be someone who cultivates fire magic?

Even a fourth-tier divine treasure, lacking the divine sense to perceive its surroundings, is vulnerable to being attacked.

The remaining senses of hearing and taste, without talent and specialized training, will also be greatly controlled by the complete darkness.

If our tribesmen mastered the means of sensing in the dark, wouldn't they be able to kill every single one of these invading Blazing Flames?

Shen Can's current experiments have proven that the sense of smell and hearing are not affected. If someone has a sensitive nose and ears, they can use them to locate objects in the dark.

These two points can be addressed by selecting members of the clan with the corresponding talents and training them.

Shen Can flipped through the manuscripts left by the Zhongshan tribe. These manuscripts were not the originals, but rubbings.

How the Zhongshan Bo tribe left behind this legacy is now unclear.

The notes did not contain much information about the dragon head.

Based on the contents of the surviving notes, Shen Can guessed that the dragon head might be related to the little people of Jingren Kingdom.

In Zhongshan's notes, there is a sentence that reads, "This alliance is a gift that can protect our tribe."

Judging from other records about Zhongshan, the Zhongshan tribe had long been unable to use bronze dragon heads.

This was also confirmed by Shen Can through experiments; there were no people in the Zhongshan tribe who cultivated the Wild Beast Battle Body.

As for how its ancestors used it, the records do not say. Later generations mostly only know that it is a treasure, but have lost the way of using it.

……

The sudden acquisition of the bronze dragon head and 300,000 source stones made Shen Can realize the value of the Dai region as a treasure trove.

The various tribes in the area at that time must have hidden a lot of things.

Under the onslaught of the earthworms, many tribes were likely wiped out after they had hidden their belongings.

Even if some descendants were lucky enough to survive, the things they had hidden were buried under the earth along with the deaths of the clan elders and warriors.

Larger tribes might have shamanic talismans or spirit seals for protection, while smaller tribes would mostly just dig a cave to bury the animals.

Not to mention the bronze dragon head, just 300,000 source stones are enough for the Blazing Flame Tribe to cultivate a Divine Treasure.

In Shen Can's view, the energy contained in the tens of thousands of source stones, if used properly, would be enough for a martial artist to break through to the Divine Realm.

Unfortunately, the amount of energy consumed by most warriors in breaking through to the Divine Realm is beyond imagination.

Much more is wasted than absorbed; a huge amount of resources are wasted during the breakthrough process.

In other tribes, even with cultivation resources worth 300,000 source stones, breaking through to the Divine Realm would still depend on luck.

The arrival of this batch of Originium will greatly help the clan's development; at least the wizards can now focus more freely on researching magical artifacts.

……

Dai Di.

Queshan settlement is located in an inconspicuous little valley in the mountains.

Five teenagers were practicing boxing, sweating profusely, with wisps of wind swirling around them.

Zaoshan watched from the sidelines, occasionally stepping forward to offer guidance.

"Hold on, it is precisely at times like these that your inner strength can grow, and the beast meat you just ate can be transformed into your power."

Of the five boys, one was slightly unsteady on his feet, but he still gritted his teeth and persevered.

After a moment, the boy finally couldn't hold on any longer, knelt down on one knee, and began to gasp for breath.

After catching his breath, he stood up again and continued to throw punches alongside the others.

"Hurry up, you're about to break through your limits. This is the moment you want to become a Rock-Splitting Realm warrior."

Zao Shan encouraged the group, saying that when he left the settlement, he was about the same size as the five of them. He had spent more than ten years cultivating outside and fighting in the Juyue Mountains, all for the sake of killing Tu Lou.

The teacher is right. How many ants can one person kill?

He is only at the Heavenly Vein Realm, but what if he could cultivate five, ten, or even a hundred Heavenly Vein Realm cultivators?
Just as Zao Shan was encouraging the five people, he suddenly caught a glimpse of another figure flashing on the distant mountain.

He looked startled, but quickly recovered.

Practicing martial arts requires avoiding the prying eyes of spies; otherwise, one wouldn't have hidden in the mountains.

While the group of teenagers continued their cultivation, Zao Shan quickly headed towards the spot where the figure was flashing.

"I met the teacher."

Fire appeared before the mountain.

He came to see Zaoshan because Zaoshan's report had allowed the tribe to obtain 300,000 source stones, as well as a mysterious dragon-headed artifact.

Both out of courtesy and reason, he had to come over in person.

"The map of the ruins you submitted has been found."

Huo Tang pulled out several jade bottles and a set of fine armor and magical artifacts from his magic bag.

"This contains Blood Essence Pills, suitable for cultivation by martial artists at the Heavenly Vein Realm."

Zao Shan accepted the Blood Essence Pill and the Essence Armor.

Would you like to go to Star Mountain?

Huotang asked a question.

Zao Shan shook his head. He had previously longed for Xingchen Mountain because it had a martial arts tradition.

Now, he wants to teach martial arts to the young people in the village.

“You must learn and apply what I teach you in a flexible way, don’t just follow the steps. Your settlement only has a few hundred people. People can move around and survive. If there is danger, go into the mountains.”

Huotang glanced at the five martial arts students from afar, patted Zaoshan on the shoulder, and walked away.

He can't use too much of what he's given now. As long as he can avoid the earthworms and develop quietly according to the methods he taught, the danger of building mountains is not great in the short term.

……

After leaving Queshan settlement, Huotang traveled all the way to the southeast of Daze.

From the other side of the tribe's territory, another submarine arrived.

This time, the visitors were the tribe's shaman, farmer, little spirit, and medicine-pounding rabbit.

These people were heading to Star Mountain to improve its harsh environment, increase the area for grain cultivation, and also to see if they could cultivate witchcraft medicine.

There are countless ruined places like Xingchen Mountain in the Dai region.

If some of the places destroyed by the earthworms could be restored, then each place would become a stronghold that is easy to defend and difficult to attack.

……

Inside Xingchen Mountain.

One by one, spiritual plants sprouted from the black water and black mud, shimmering with spiritual light, and took root in the mud much faster than ordinary spiritual plants.

The figures of small spirit races moved above the witch medicine, swallowing the moonlight and sprinkling streams of moonlight liquid to nourish these spirit plants, which were almost all roots.

This is creeping vine, which is commonly used to replenish blood and qi.

This spiritual plant can grow into a large area from a single plant. It has strong vitality, can absorb the essence of mineral veins, and can also absorb rotten flesh and blood. It can even absorb venom into its vines.

Lu Yang looked at the figures of the wizard, the little spirits, and the medicine-pounding rabbit busy in the black water and stench, and hope appeared in his eyes.

"If the surrounding valleys can be purified, the mountains will be able to support a million people."

Huotang and Luyang had met more than once, and the two were quite familiar with each other.

"A million people are enough?"

After watching for a while, the two returned to the ancestral temple.

Lu Yang placed a stack of animal hide scrolls in front of Huotang.

"These are the rumors about the relics of the Dai land. They've been circulating for so long that even the Tu Lou, let alone us humans, haven't found them after searching for so long."

(End of this chapter)