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

Chapter 256 Yan Wanyun's Eye-Opening Experience
Zhiyan Bobu.

Around the main trunk of the old tree, rows of wooden halls and houses stand, surrounding the clan hall in the middle.

The volcano flew out of the clan hall and arrived outside a side hall.

"Greetings, Lord."

As soon as the volcano subsided, Yan Chixia, who was meditating in the wooden hall, was awakened. He quickly got up and bowed to the volcano.

Unlike his former self, when he was promoted to the rank of Earl and full of vigor, Yan Chixia has aged rapidly. Now he has a full head of silver hair and a face full of worry.

The power dynamics of the tribes changed rapidly. Yanran had clearly shown signs of rising to prominence, but was nearly wiped out overnight.

He was the only one left of the four elders, and the pain caused by this change was incomparable to any physical injury.

Looking back, he saw that Volcano, who was a Heavenly Vein Martial Artist just like him, was now old and frail, while Volcano had not only advanced to the Divine Treasure Realm but also had his blood energy becoming increasingly vigorous, making him feel an intense pressure.

"Brother Yan, there's no need for that."

The volcano was not underestimated because of the destruction of the Yanran tribe, and Yan Chixia's combat power was much stronger than that of an ordinary Heavenly Vein Ninth Grader.

Although his combat strength has not reached the Quasi-God Realm, if he can cultivate the Blazing Wild Beast Battle Body, then there is an 80% chance that he can become a warrior with the combat strength of the Quasi-God Realm.

"I've come to see Chief Yan."

As the volcano spoke, Yan Wanyun, who was inside the hall, also came out.

Compared to Yan Chixia's aged appearance, Yan Wanyun showed little sign of injury, only his eyes appeared increasingly deep.

As fellow martial artists at the Divine Realm, Huoshan could sense Yan Wanyun's suppressed killing intent.

"Has the Fire Clan Chief returned from his inspection?"

Even though he was recuperating in the Blazing Flame Tribe, Yan Wanyun couldn't ignore the commotion they were causing.

He considered himself to be well-informed and knowledgeable, with a broad perspective.

But it was only after he was in a rage that he realized he was just a tiny grasshopper in a remote corner.

A fifth-tier grand formation, tens of thousands of wizards, and tens of thousands of rune inscription masters.
The blast furnaces, running day and night, could produce enough ore in a single day to satisfy the needs of the Yanran Marquisate for two or three years.

Even the Yongyi Bifangbo tribe would probably have to admit defeat.

Is this the Bobu?

If Zhiyan calls Bobu like this, then what is Yanran called?
Both are of the Bobu (伯部) class, but when compared to each other, Zhiyan (炙炎) truly deserves the title of Bobu.

"How is Chief Yan's injury?"

"Under the protection of the blazing flames, your injuries will heal. If you need anything, Chief Fire, just give the order."

Yan Wanyun spoke up, explaining that not only was he recuperating within the Blazing Flame Clan, but the remaining members of Yan Ran's clan were also recuperating within the Blazing Flame Clan's territory.

He was very self-aware of accepting other people's food and drink.

Volcano still admires Yan Wanyun.

Putting aside everything else, the fact that he could endure being tormented by secret techniques for a hundred years is something that ordinary people cannot bear.

"The Holy Envoy Clan may arrive at any time. The array is quite large, and if there is any negligence, it is easy for loopholes to appear. We hope that Chief Yan can assist us by sitting in one place in the witch array to handle emergency matters and jointly resist the foreign enemy."

Although over a million second-tier Mountain Opening Realm clansmen were stationed at various bases of the witch formation, second-tier warriors were still too weak and might not be able to react in time when problems arose with the witch formation.

Therefore, after discussing with the clan elders, Volcano adopted a three-tiered protective formation strategy involving the second, third, and fourth tiers.

One Divine Realm expert and several Tier 3 martial artists were assigned to each direction as emergency responders.

If the foundation of the great formation collapses, and the second-tier warriors don't have time to replace it, the third-tier warriors will take their place, and finally the fourth-tier warriors will be the last to fall back.

Yan Wanyun agreed without even thinking.

"I've been recuperating these past few days, watching the great formation being built little by little. If Chief Huo has time, you can take me for a tour."

"can."

The volcano summoned a flying boat, invited Yan Wanyun to go with it into the distance, and began to introduce itself to Yan Wanyun.

"These forest spirit trees are also one of the array bases."

Volcano spoke eloquently, revealing a great deal, but he didn't disclose anything about the operation of the core of the witch array.

As the flying boat glided through the air, Yan Wanyun looked up at the green ripples above, where intricate runes shone with dazzling light under the sun.

There was a hint of envy in his eyes; he had never imagined that he would see such a magnificent formation.

Back when we moved away from Ji, we realized that Zhiyan was not a clan that stayed in the mountains, and that if Yanran stayed in Ji, it would be swallowed up by Zhiyan sooner or later.

Unexpectedly, fate played a cruel joke on him.

To be honest, Yanran was destroyed overnight, and its people and resources were mostly wiped out.

During the days that Zhiyan was recuperating, Zhiyan took great care of him, giving him three precious medicines for healing.

Yan Wanyun was unwilling to owe such a debt of gratitude, but he had no choice. Now, Yanran had nothing but a few lucky survivors. If he wanted to avenge the extermination of his clan by the Holy Envoy Clan, he would have to rely on Zhiyan.

"Chief Yan, this is the Witch Cannon Fortress. It is still under construction and not yet completed."

The flying boat arrived at a mountain peak a hundred feet high in the southern part of the tribe's territory. Not only had the mountaintop been leveled, but molten iron had also been poured inside and out.

Hundreds of wizards led thousands of people in a flurry of activity, and a ten-zhang-tall wizard cannon tower was beginning to take shape.

Besides this small hill, there are nine auxiliary witch cannons on the surrounding mountains, and the ten witch cannons form a small cannon group.

Yan Wanyun stared blankly at the turret, which was as big as a small mountain. He, Yan Ran, was still using the giant crossbow that Zhiyan had given him back then.

But now, the Blazing Flame has begun to construct such a colossal entity.
Of course, this doesn't mean the giant crossbow had lost its effectiveness, but rather that Yan Wanyun once again felt the gap in skill.

"Clan leader."

When the tribespeople who were busy working saw the volcano approaching, they shouted and then continued with their work, carving out shamanic script that connected the inside and outside of the fortress.

A flying boat carrying molten iron slowly poured it into the mountain, almost completely recasting the mountain.

Yan Wanyun sensed the spiritual energy emanating from the molten iron. This was molten iron made from fourth-order ore, and the pouring process caused fluctuations in the surrounding source energy.

Even so, some people, seemingly dissatisfied with the lack of inspiration, continued to throw crushed Originium powder into the molten iron, stirring it as they did so.

After watching for a while, he discovered that Zhiyan had already thrown more than 30,000 source stones into the mountain, and was still throwing them in continuously.

This guy really doesn't treat Originium as a resource.

Looking at the other turrets nearby, even though they were smaller, their surfaces were covered in incantations and brimming with spiritual energy, clearly indicating that they were also forged with source stones.

At this moment, Yan Wanyun glanced at the volcano and found that the volcano was very calm.

It seems that what was thrown was not Originium.

Yan Wanyun fell silent for a moment.

With the infusion of Originium, the inscriptions on the surrounding walls seemed to be affected, becoming even more dazzling, and the mountains and fortresses were fused into one.

"Chief Fire, how many of these witch cannons do we need to build?"

The volcano thought for a moment, "The exact number hasn't been determined yet, but it's probably around a hundred."

The scorching heat is rich in minerals, incredibly rich in minerals.

At this moment, Yan Wanyun had only one thought in his mind.

"Come on, let me show you around some more."

Volcano had no idea what Yan Wanyun was thinking. He piloted the flying boat, leading Yan Wanyun in another direction.

Before long, they saw a flying boat skimming the ground within the tribe's territory and landing in a place where the tribespeople were gathered.

The skeletons of Yu Qi and Xuan Chi, two members of the Holy Envoy Clan, were nailed to a wooden frame at the bow of the ship for the clansmen to view.

"This is our enemy!"

"A race that has betrayed humanity and willingly become beasts!"

The people on the airship pointed to the two skeletons and began their sermon.

"Don't be afraid. We're no match for living divine treasures, but can't we at least touch dead ones?"

"Don't be afraid, come and grab one. Whoever plucks a feather can keep it. It's a fourth-tier divine treasure feather, comparable to a fourth-tier witch weapon."

"Our human ancestors finally taught us how to use fire, eat cooked food, and wear clothes. Look at these feathers, we ate raw meat and drank blood..."

"Come, come, all of you, come and see! What's this little bit of malevolent energy!"

Even in death, the two Saint Envoy Clan warriors at the Divine Realm still exuded a strong murderous aura, which many of their clansmen could not withstand.

But since it was a dead body, the malevolent energy on its body had lost its dominant consciousness. The warriors on the boat deliberately led their clansmen forward against the malevolent energy.

People kept reaching out to poke the flesh and tug at the hair.

That one poke instantly shattered the fear in my heart.

"Hey, I thought it was made of copper and iron!"

“Shenzang is just like us, we all have one life, and we can be killed just like everyone else.”

"They're not acting like humans, they're acting like birds, I really don't know what they're thinking."

"Hit him!"

Small stones flew up from the ground and hit the two skeletons, both children who had been playing with the adults.

After hearing the adults call out, he picked up a stone and threw it.

Seeing this, Volcano landed from the airship, grabbed the two children with his two large hands, and said, "You're not human, you're beasts! Tell me, shouldn't you be beaten?"

"Fight!"

The two little ones, held in my arms, raised their hands and started babbling.

Then, Volcano laughed and lifted the two little guys high in the air, causing them to howl and yelp.

Everyone was used to these howling sounds.

It's all because of what Yu Shi taught him. He's so old, yet he still tricks children into eating fruit.

"Clan leader."

"Clan leader."

The surrounding tribesmen all spoke up. After putting down the two babies in his arms, Volcano touched a few of the older children.

"Practice your martial arts diligently, and we'll fight these beasts together."

After a short while, the volcano once again piloted its flying boat and headed off into the distance.

"The clan chief is becoming more and more like the old clan chief." "Yes, the old clan chief used to pat my head like this, and now I have four wives and seven children."

The volcano had long since receded, and the tribesmen's murmurs were no longer heard.

On the flying boat, Yan Wanyun remained silent, his gaze fixed on the two skeletons of the Holy Envoy Clan. He could sense that these two skeletons were stronger than him in life.

The strength of the Blazing Flame Clan was much greater than he had imagined.

On the patrol, they saw a forest filled with the fragrance of herbs, and a spiritual light gathered on the old herbs.

"This must be the innate spirit race of nobles. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would hardly believe it."

Yan Wanyun carefully observed the spirit light. He had been in the valley for so long that he already knew that there were spirits in the Blazing Flame Tribe, but he couldn't just go and spy on them at will.

This time I finally had the chance to watch it openly and honestly.

"The Spirit Clan and our clan's plant masters are very close; they cultivate herbs together."

Volcano pointed to a medicinal field cleared out in the jungle, "This is where the main ingredients for Blood Qi Pills are grown. With the help of the Spirit Clan, Blood Qi Pills can be aged for several years in a year. Our clan has been cultivating them for a long time."

Yan Wanyun's gaze wandered, his divine sense landing on the medicinal field. He saw the Blazing Flame Clan members with very weak auras. Some were at the Rock Splitting Realm, while others were not even martial artists. They were tending to the herbs in the field, with some small rabbits following them.

These people quickly gathered the medicinal herbs that could be used in medicine, and then loaded them onto the flying boat next to them. Without a doubt, they had finished harvesting them and were preparing to use them in medicine.

From the shamans who carved the inscriptions for building fortifications to the ordinary plant cultivators who cultivated shamanic medicines, everyone in the Blazing Flame tribe, even ordinary members, played a significant role.

I couldn't have imagined it if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes.

In his Yanran tribe, ordinary people did nothing but cook, farm, cure meat, and knead hides.

The people of the Kezhiyanbo tribe are completely different.

He knew exactly where all those people in the Blazing Flame Division came from.

In truth, they are not even as good as the Yanran tribe!
Most of them were remnants of the Ji region, so how come they have changed so much in just a few decades?

What exactly did Zhiyan feed them?!

How did they undergo such a complete transformation?
Within a day, Volcano led Yan Wanyun on a tour of the witch formation, confirming that Yan Wanyun was stationed in an area on the west side of the formation.

Yan Wanyun only needs to stay in the area where he needs to be stationed, piloting the flying boat.

No, it should be said that they traveled by airship. The Blazing Flame Clan even had people piloting their airships, so he didn't need to do it himself.

As long as the witch formation doesn't have widespread vulnerabilities, Yan Wanyun won't need to intervene.

"I've been recovering from my injuries for so long, I'd like to pay my respects at the temple."

At this moment, Yan Wanyun finally couldn't help but ask about the volcano.

He had wanted to see Shen Can for a long time, and he felt uneasy about things continuing like this.

He wanted to meet Shen Can and bring out Yan Ran's most treasured secret technique to express his gratitude for Zhi Yan's rescue.

Yan Ran's rise to power was due not only to his own fortuitous acquisition of the Three-Headed Secret Technique, but also to the additional acquisition of a combined attack technique.

Thanks to this secret technique, Yan Chixia and his companions were able to briefly encounter those at the Divine Treasure Realm.

This secret technique has great limitations and can only be used to contend with those in the early stages of the Divine Treasury realm, but it is still a method to strengthen the clan and protect its power.

After much thought, Yan Wanyun felt that this was the only secret technique he could offer.

Seeing that Yan Wanyun wanted to see Shen Can, Huoshan was not surprised and continued, "The temple is cultivating in the ancestral temple. I'll take you there to see him."

……

Ancestral temple.

Side hall.

The white jade bed was shimmering with witchcraft, and the intense aura of bloodlust once again threw Shen Can out of bed.

The array inside the entire side hall lit up, catching Shen Can as he flew out.

Compared to the surrounding palaces, the side hall where Shen Can lived was relatively new because it was rebuilt.

The old hall was destroyed by the bloodthirsty aura, and a witch array was also built after the new one was constructed, since it's not good to have to rebuild a place every day.

After returning from outside the mountains, his attention fell on this fifth-tier battle flag.

The battle flag possessed a spirit, but it had been corrupted by the constant blood sacrifices of the earthworms, causing the spirit's thoughts to become somewhat chaotic and disordered.

Inside the cave, a sea of ​​blood floated, and beneath the blood lay an unknown thickness of bones.

Amidst the rising resentment, one can see trembling phantoms, either hiding in the blood or within the bone mountain at the edge of the cave.

They all turned into resentment, yet they remained timid and hesitant, seemingly afraid of something.

These resentful souls were, in their previous lives, slaves oppressed by the earthworms.

What is a battle flag? It is a banner used on the battlefield to incite the tribe's soldiers to fight, representing their soaring fighting spirit.

The earthworm deliberately used subservient worm slaves as a blood sacrifice to provoke the spirit of the battle flag.

Over thousands of years, constantly provoked by the slaves who had lost their will to fight, it's no wonder that the spirit's intelligence has fallen into chaos.

Shen Can tried repeatedly to awaken the spirit of the battle flag, but each time he entered it, he was swept away.

……

After arriving with Yan Wanyun, the volcano discovered that Shen Can was not in the ancestral temple, but in the side hall.

However, the side hall was sealed off by an array, and rumbling sounds came from inside the closed doors and windows, as if a fight was taking place.

Volcano asked, "Ayu, what is the temple doing?"

Ah Yu, who was standing guard outside the side hall, gently shook her head. "I don't know."

"You little rascal, you never tell me anything when I ask you anything."

Volcano wasn't angry. He turned around and was about to speak to Yan Wanyun when he saw someone riding a flying boat from afar.

Weaver Girl was somewhat surprised to see Volcano there. After the flying boat landed, she quickly bowed and said, "Greetings, Chieftain."

Upon seeing the Weaver Girl, Yan Wanyun suddenly remembered that when Zhiyan was promoted to the rank of Bo, the first person to independently offer a sacrifice was this seemingly ordinary woman.

I vaguely remember that she knew how to weave cloth, and she wove a third-grade brocade or something.

After bowing to the volcano, the Weaver Girl bowed to Yan Wanyun.

"Clan leader, Master Miaotao is currently cultivating, so I will come again next time."

Facing the clan leader, the Weaver Girl felt a little uncomfortable and prepared to lower her head and leave.

The array that had been covering the side hall dissipated, and Shen Can stepped out as the door opened.

"I'm relieved that Chief Yan is recovering well."

Shen Can spoke up, revealing that he had long harbored the idea of ​​incorporating Yan Wanyun into the clan.

However, for a martial artist like Yan Wanyun, who has a strong will, forcibly taking over is not very effective. If we can get him to truly understand, then things will be much easier.

It was also his suggestion that Huoshan go to find Yan Wanyun.

Let the volcano take him around the tribe more often, let him feel the power of the blazing flames, and slowly bring him into the Blazing Flame Tribe.

"Thank you for your concern, temple. We owe a great deal to Zhiyan this time."

Yan Wanyun bowed to Shen Can.

Shen Can sent a telepathic message to the Weaver Girl, asking her to wait a moment, and then led Yan Wanyun into the side hall.

"This is my clan's secret technique. After much thought, only this technique can express my gratitude to Zhiyan."

After exchanging pleasantries upon entering, Yan Wanyun took out a jade slip.

"The Four Symbols are in perfect harmony."

This is a secret technique that my clan developed after accidentally obtaining a rubbing and studying it within the clan.

This method can gather the power of four peak martial artists of the same level, temporarily reaching a level of combat power that transcends their own level.

……

At this moment, outside the territory of the Blazing Flame Clan, Xuanpu swiftly streaked across the sky, his sharp eyes surveying the mountains and valleys below, searching for traces on the ground.

He has already entered the Juyue Mountains from Ji.

In the instant of soaring high above a valley, a dazzling green light suddenly appeared among the mountains at the edge of the world.

Looking out from afar, the already verdant mountains appear even more radiant in this patch of green.

This sudden discovery gave Xuanpu a jolt.

He rushed toward the green light in the distance, and as he got closer, the greenery gradually expanded in his eyes.

In the valley nestled among the mountains, a luminous dome, shaped like a large bowl, was inverted on the earth, radiating vibrant green light and teeming with life.

Grand formation!

Looking out, the great formation stretched to the horizon.

As a Spirit Shepherd, I've traveled all over Yongyi, but I've never seen such a massive witch formation before.

"found it!"

Xuanpu immediately understood that this was the human clan leader they were looking for.

They really know how to hide it!
But did you think that hiding in the mountains would allow you to live a secluded life?
He can fly!

As Xuanpu flew through the witch array from high above, a beam of light from inside the array shone on him from a distance.

The blinding light made Xuanpu's vision go black, so he quickly closed his eyes, flapped his wings, and rushed forward.

Then several more beams of light appeared from caves, deep jungles, and lake shores, transforming into beams that surged into the sky.

These are pot-shaped crystals, each ten feet in size. After being inscribed with shamanic script, they can draw in sunlight and produce intense beams of light.

"Aim quickly."

Within the tribe, on a long-established shamanic cannon platform, the cannon muzzles stand tall, pointing towards the sky, following the beams of light that illuminate the area.

Boom boom boom!
With a deafening roar, several streams of light shot into the sky, exploding into clusters of light around Xuanpu.

The exploding energy splashed out, creating ripples from the collision.

Although the energy wasn't particularly strong, Xuanpu was still so frightened that he quickly flew to a higher place.

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