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

Chapter 352 Unifying the North and South of the Giant Mountain Range

Wang Tingzhi was favored by Yu Lingbo and received a generous reward from King Pu.

To ensure that Yu Lingbo could accept the array inheritance with peace of mind and go to the underground cave to receive more inheritances more quickly, King Pu even took out one of his palaces specifically for Yu Lingbo to live in.

The palace housed male and female servants from several races, including humans and winged people, who were given to Yu Lingbo to serve his daily needs.

Gray Serpent Boss, who was still in a deep sleep, received similar treatment to Feather Spirit Boss.

For his meritorious discovery of the array formation inheritance, Divine Eye Uncle was granted permission by King Pu to return to the royal court from Yueshan Ancient City a hundred years later, where he would assume the position of Grand Commander of the Royal Court's Divine Martial Army. He was also bestowed with a fifth-tier witch artifact.

As for Jiang Shanbo, he received a precious medicine for healing injuries.

After thanking Prince Pu, the group was about to walk out of the hall when Yu Lingbo suddenly twitched, his thoughts became chaotic, and fragments of chaotic formations spilled out.

"Quickly, take Yu Lingbo to the palace and serve him well, in my carriage."

Soon, outside the royal palace, three enormous dragon-scaled jade-horned rhinoceroses pulled a treasure carriage, driven by a member of the Longbo tribe.

The carriage was as spacious as a grand palace, and Yu Lingbo was placed on a jade couch inside by the eunuch.

Yu Lingbo's thoughts were in turmoil, and he quickly locked onto the Longbo clan members who were driving the carriage.

He discovered that this Longbo tribesman was physically strong, had a human form, but also had a long tail, and his body was covered with scales and thick fur.

After looking around, Yu Lingbo withdrew his senses; this member of the Longbo clan was not the target of his next clone.

He needed to find a martial artist in a relatively important position within the Pu Clan Royal Court who could be among the first to know of the arrival of the sixth-tier warrior from the Tu Shang Ancient City.

That way, as soon as the people from Tu Shang Ancient City arrive, I will know immediately.

With the new clone, it was only natural that something unexpected would happen to Yu Lingbo, the 'lucky one of the Pu Clan'.

He had no choice; he was afraid of being searched by a sixth-level sorcerer.

One gray snake is enough for a sixth-tier shaman to perform a soul search.

……

Northwest of the Juyue Mountains.

The mountains rise and fall, covered with lush vegetation. A rustling sound rises from the mountains, and a whip-like branch suddenly falls from the sky.

The whip-like branches spread out completely, stretching for over three hundred miles, and when they fell, the mountains, forests, and vegetation buzzed.

Snakes, insects, and rodents hiding in the jungle began to scurry about in a panic.

Some powerful wild beasts, as if they had already sensed the danger, fled in all directions.

On the hilltop, there was a figure with a large hole in its chest. Although its body was three zhang tall, it was as withered as a tree branch.

He held the branch and struck forward, driving away the insects and beasts lurking in the jungle and mountains ahead.

Down in the mountains, a migrating caravan, winding like a dragon, was heading north.

This figure is the pathfinder on the migration route, holding a magical artifact specially crafted by the Piercing Chest Clan for migrating tribes.

The migration of such a large group was not easy, especially in such a mountainous region, where poisonous insects and miasma could easily infect people.

At this point, two years had passed since they migrated out of the Juyue Mountains.

Even with their frequent stops along the way, they are now 400,000 li away from their original habitat in the Juyue Mountains.

In mid-air, some members of the Pierced-Chest Tribe strung themselves onto the long beaks of birds, spinning rapidly like propellers, having a great time.

On either side of the procession, there were flanking columns of war beasts, guarding the women and children migrating in the middle.

As for the human slaves, most of them were abandoned, with only a small number of the strong ones remaining to follow them.

As long as they can find a new homeland, these remaining human men and women will be able to reproduce and multiply into a large human population in a short period of time.

In the migrating procession, a large wooden cart shimmered with bluish-brown shamanic script. Many children of the pierced-chest tribe jumped up and down on the cart, some even hanging themselves directly from the shaft.

The driver, a member of the pierced-chest tribe, was very old. The hole in his chest was deformed, but it seemed as if a blue sphere was shimmering inside.

"Ancestor, how much longer until we reach our new ancestral land?"

A tired-out child from the Kuan-xiong tribe asked an elderly man driving the cart a question that these children had been asking ever since they embarked on their migration journey.

"It's coming soon."

The old man spoke up. As the only remaining ancestor of the Piercing Chest Clan, the only thing he could do was to relocate the clan to a relatively safer place.

We cannot stay in the Juyue Mountains.

Humanity rose again, the Earthworms were wiped out, and the Wood Ginger was also destroyed.

If it weren't for the fact that the place where his piercing-chest tribe lived was steep and overgrown with giant trees, and shrouded in poisonous insects, ants, snakes, scorpions, and other venomous creatures, they would probably have followed in the footsteps of the earthworm and wood ginger tribes long ago.

Originally, the Piercing Chest Clan was considered the strongest among the major clans in the Giant Mountain Range, possessing three fifth-tier members.

However, in the past few hundred years, the only mid-stage fifth-order ancestor entered the underground cave and never returned, and the other early-stage fifth-order ancestor also did not return after entering the underground cave to search for the former.

They're probably all in grave danger.

After realizing the great changes in the Giant Mountain Range, Xuan Feng, the only remaining fifth-order ancestor of the Piercing Chest Clan, decided to lead his clan to migrate away from the Giant Mountain Range before the human race could find the core territory of the Piercing Chest Clan.

One of the main reasons that drove him to migrate was that the human race was too powerful. He had visited the tribes of the Earthworms and Wood Gingers, and had also secretly looked at the human race's warships and flying turtles.

Those fire-breathing and explosive magical weapons, raining down from all directions, would surely kill countless insects and poisonous creatures that had been placed outside the territory of the Piercing Chest Clan.

The reason why the human race did not attack was mainly because they had not found the specific place where the Pierced-Chest Clan lived.

If, like the earthworms and wood ginger, their settlements had been found directly by the humans, the humans would have already begun their fire-breathing attacks.

Originally, the Guanxiong tribe was not afraid of fire. Their old home, where they had lived for so many years, had long been transformed into a damp rainforest, full of ravines and streams.

Under the heavy fog, heavy rains fall for most of the month, washing over the entire tribe's territory.

But it is not afraid of fire, but it is afraid of the fireballs bombarded by the human race's witchcraft.

If there were only a hundred or two, it wouldn't matter, but who can stand an overwhelming number of them?

It's just a war, why bombard it with fireballs?
Xuan Feng understood that a decisive action was necessary; if things dragged on, the human race would eventually figure out the exact location of his Guanxiong clan.

At that time, a large-scale crackdown will inevitably follow.

Run ahead of time.

In order to ensure a safe migration, he even arranged for his people to migrate out of the clan's territory in batches, leaving behind a large portion of the human race to continue to manage various formations and traps within the clan's territory to confuse the human race.

As for leaving the ancestral land where he had lived for so long, he was indeed a little reluctant, but the survival and reproduction of the tribe was more important.

Not to mention, their branch also migrated from other places back then, and now they are migrating again to escape the crisis of extinction, also for the sake of survival.

"Chirp!"

A high-pitched cry rang out, and the flying beast landed. A warrior from the Piercing Chest Clan slid off the beast's long beak and landed near Xuan Feng.

"Reporting to the Ancestor, the Pathfinder reports that we have seen an endless wasteland ahead. We have reached the border between the Juyue Mountain Range and the northern wasteland."

Upon hearing the sound, Xuan Feng flew off the carriage and headed forward.

Standing atop a mountain no more than a few hundred feet high, looking north, one sees an endless plain, lush with vegetation, and lakes dotting the wasteland, with the occasional deep roar of beasts.

“Zhongshan Plain, this is where our ancestors entered the Juyue Mountains!” Xuan Feng pointed to the vast wilderness. “Let’s rest here for a while and then explore the depths of the wilderness.”

……

The original homeland of the Guanxiong tribe.

Mist swirled above the lush jungle, some of it shimmering with iridescent colors in the sunlight.

While exploring this area, many scouts from the Human Alliance inhaled this seven-colored mist and immediately began foaming at the mouth and convulsing.

The more intense the colors, the more toxic it is, and it also has the effect of obstructing vision.

The Pierced Chest Clan is very isolated, having turned the area surrounding their territory into a desolate and treacherous place, teeming with insects and ants, and extremely poisonous.

A magic spider the size of a millstone, a voodoo wasp that collects venom but not honey, and a fanged snake with venomous fangs on its tail.

These strange poisons have caused many Alliance soldiers to fall victim to them.

Boom boom boom!
A series of deafening roars echoed through the jungle, and the exploding flames tore apart large swaths of colorful miasma.

Some of the flames splashed onto other areas and began to burn rapidly.

On the warship above, Alliance warriors threw oil down towards the flames below.

shhhhhh!
In an instant, giant crossbow bolts shot into the air from the jungle, revealing human figures covered in black tree sap, continuously attacking the warship.

Although the attacks from these human figures were ineffective, they moved quickly through the jungle, and some were even putting out fires.

Before long, the seven-zhang-long miasma that had been torn open gathered again from other places, covering the jungle below, and the drizzling water droplets turned into rain and fell.

As the warship ascended, the Alliance soldiers on board wore boar masks, magical artifacts designed to protect against miasma and prevent inhalation.

The Alliance soldiers not only wore boar masks and sorcerer's implements, but also wore tightly fitted animal skin clothing.

The colorful miasma can cause poisoning, but there is another type of miasma in the fog that, once it comes into contact with the skin, can cause redness, swelling, and ulceration.

"Is everything recorded?"

Yao Song was also wearing a mask and witchcraft, and his voice was somewhat muffled.

"Zhenbing has recorded it clearly."

Yao Song nodded, and soon the warship headed into the distance, passing through mountains and valleys to enter a large camp perched high on a mountain.

As soon as the warship landed, Yao Song rushed into the main tent inside the camp with the records.

"Reporting to the Commander-in-Chief, the Thirty-Sixth Squad has returned. We bombed six regions but found no Pierced-Chest Clan members. Only humans made their move in the jungle."

The commander who conquered the Guanxiong tribe was the Zhishui Bozhu in the later period of Shenzang, one of the four tribes in the southern border of Yongzhou.

After Yao Song finished reporting, he looked up and saw that there were already more than a dozen figures in the tent, all of whom were carrying out the same mission as him.

When they looked at each other, they all nodded.

The territory of the Guanxiong tribe is no less than that of the Mujiang tribe. The Mujiang tribe created its own territory, which is only about 10,000 li in circumference.

But the Pierced Chest Clan is different. Their vast territory is full of rainforests and miasma. Even if the Alliance is large and powerful, it doesn't have enough beast oil and witch bullets to give the Pierced Chest Clan a barbecue.

Besides, if all the reserves are left with the Pierced Chest Clan, how will they survive in the future?

"Could there be any members of the pierced-chest tribe among them?!"

"It's been years already, it can't just be that we've been unlucky and haven't encountered a single member of the pierced-chest tribe, can it?"

Lord Zhishui looked up, silencing the crowd, and said, "If you've rested enough, go back to work. Make another trip into the Piercing Chest Territory and remember to capture a few more prisoners."

After the soldiers from each garrison left, Lord Zhishui looked at the records submitted by the various reconnaissance teams that had been specially assigned to him.

These squads included those who captured prisoners alive and those who attacked to lure out the Pierced-Chest Clan.

Without exception, the intelligence sent back was all the same: no one had seen the Pierced Chest Clan.

The same was true for the humans they captured; they didn't know exactly where the Pierced-Chest Clan lived.

Lord Zhishui feared this was a scheme by the Piercing Chest Clan, deliberately luring humans into the mountain rainforest.

If so many soldiers were trapped in this rainforest environment, the casualties would be huge, and he would become a sinner against the Alliance.

Therefore, he must gather more evidence to prove that the pierced-chest tribe has disappeared.

It wasn't until a month later.

Lord Zhishui had just sent a message back to the Alliance's main city, requesting the Alliance to summon more wizards to advance into the territory of the Piercing Chest Clan under the protection of the Alliance army.

Without the Piercing Clan, they could take bigger steps. The poisonous plants, poisonous beasts, and overall environment of this rainforest were highly prized by the Alliance wizards.

Right now, several high shamans are leading hundreds of shamans and their followers to collect plants, insects, and ants from the territory of the Guanxiong tribe, and also to check for any formations along the way.

Soon, the alliance also sent more wizards to the area. Zhishui deployed a large force and selected three routes to enter the territory of the Guanxiong tribe.

……

"Alliance Leader, it can be confirmed that the Pierced Chest Clan has already migrated away."

Yan Wanyun, the master of the Military Hall, advanced to the peak of the Divine Treasury and returned to the Alliance's main city from Muzhou.

"Based on our speculation, the Pierced Chest Clan must have been gone for quite some time, probably at least two or three years. At that time, our attention should still be on the Mujiang Clan."

"The territory of the Pierced Chest Clan is not suitable for the large-scale reproduction and survival of our human race. It is a dark, damp place infested with insects and ants. However, the shamans who went there reported that the Pierced Chest Clan's territory is a good place, and they cherish it."

"The humans within the territory of the Piercing Chest Clan no longer speak our language, live and reproduce like savages, and do not regard us as our own kind."

"In addition, we also found the Black Bird statue, which is similar to the Earthworm. Although the Piercing Chest Clan also worships it, they have always sealed the statue away in the past."

Volcano nodded and then said, "Send word to the Wilderness Patrol Division to investigate the whereabouts of the Pierced-Chest Clan."

……

half year later.

A massive map of the Giant Mountain Range hung in the Alliance Hall.

On this map, the Juyue Mountain Range stretches from west to east, with numerous spurs deep on both sides. The larger spurs are hundreds of thousands of miles long, while the smaller ones are only a few thousand miles long.

Between these north-south trending ridges, valleys, wastelands, and marshes suitable for life and reproduction have formed.

The larger valleys include Yong, Dai, Yun, Mu, and Ze, and to the southeast there is a vast expanse of water, about the size of two Yong towns.

For the past six months, the Bureau of Wilderness Patrol has been traveling on the giant tortoise that patrols the heavens, exploring the remaining ridges on both sides of the Giant Mountain Range and drawing this map of the Giant Mountain Range.

During the exploration, no larger ethnic groups were found on either side of the mountain range, only scattered traces of ethnic groups and tribes.

As for the Guanxiong tribe that migrated away, it is certain that they have left the northwest spurs of the Juyue Mountains and entered a vast wilderness.

The Southern Huan Tou tribe, under constant attacks from the Human Alliance's rangers and scattered warriors, has once again retreated south, and is now back in a marshland more than 200,000 miles south of the southern border of Yongzhou.

At this point, all areas extending from the spurs of the Giant Mountain Range on both sides of the mountain range were brought under the jurisdiction of the Alliance.

The only drawback is that the area is too large and the population is too small.

The alliance issued an edict to encourage childbirth, making it a key priority for all departments, cities, and states.

(End of this chapter)