My tribe has been invincible for thirty years of gacha pulls.

When the members of the Jishi Water Division entered the core area and saw the corpses of wild beasts scattered everywhere, they were all stunned.

Not only them, but even Yan Cang was a little confused.

He considered himself a man of considerable experience, but the scene before him left him speechless, unsure of what to say.

Over the past few decades, he felt he had seen more wild beasts than the corpse of this beast before him!

Moreover, in the distance, there is a huge mountain of wild beast corpses piled up.

Although I had heard about what the documentary had done in the core area before, the shock I felt when I saw the scene was indescribable.

This wasn't because the tribesmen in the core area were slacking off; it was simply because there were just too many wild beast corpses at the scene.

Even though they tried their best to deal with it, they still couldn't finish dealing with all the scattered wild beast carcasses outside.

Needless to say, these people's main goal is to build enough houses.

Judging from the nearly one hundred treehouses currently standing there, these tribespeople are likely working overtime, day and night.

Fortunately, there is no need to worry about water and food when living here.

At this point, the tribe's migration was down to its final step.

Once they had cleared enough space to live, they would hold another ceremony, and the migration would be considered completely complete.

Building a new home is always a joyful and exciting thing.

After only one night of rest, everyone hurriedly started working again.

Yan Cang also bid farewell to Ji Shi, preparing to return to report to the clan leader about the traitor.

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at the same time.

The western part of Mangshan.

On the vast plains.

A small city is located here.

Although its style looks somewhat wild, its defensive capabilities are quite strong.

In the very center of the city, a huge tree stands, surrounded by clouds and mist, with a beehive faintly visible above it.

Beneath the trees, a young man dressed in a well-fitting animal skin garment sat cross-legged.

The young man had delicate features, and his hair was neatly tied up.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, a look of surprise appearing on his calm face.

However, he quickly calmed down, stood up, and bowed respectfully: "Thank you for informing me, Lord Spirit."

The young man did not continue his cultivation but silently left the big tree.

Once outside, he approached a burly man who was over four meters tall.

The burly man was eating meat and drinking wine with gusto; although he looked somewhat old, he was still unrestrained.

"Shoutiao, what brings you here to sit for a while?"

The burly man didn't react much when the young man arrived.

After all, his relationship with the other party hasn't been very good in recent years.

"Chief, Si Zhi is dead."

The young man's voice remained indifferent, yet it caused the Youjiao clan chief's expression to change drastically, a fleeting sadness appearing in his eyes.

However, the clan chief of the Youjiao clan quickly regained his composure and said with a cold laugh, "It's better that he's dead. Even if he were alive, he would still be a lackey of demons, only able to wreak havoc on the Great Wilderness."

Upon hearing this, the young man, who was also the guardian of the Youjiao clan, could only remain silent.

In a sense, what the other party said is actually correct.

It's just that neither he nor anyone else is willing to admit it.

"Two years ago, you secretly supported Si Bao's departure. Now she has joined a pure human tribe, and Si Zhi died at the hands of that tribe."

The guardian of the Youjiao clan spoke softly: "I must say, you really used this trick of cutting off the source of the problem very well. You've blocked the path for the Sacrificial Spirit to advance to the fifth rank."

"What's the use? I'm still imprisoned here. Si Bao's future is much brighter than mine."

Chief Youjiao downed a mouthful of strong liquor, but his expression revealed that he was not at peace.

Si Bao was his youngest daughter.

Normally, you could say they treat you like a precious gem, afraid of melting in your mouth or breaking in your hands.

But after learning about Si Bao's constitution, he knew that she had been targeted by demons.

If they don't send the other person out of the tribe, they will surely die without a burial place.

Even though it is extremely difficult for a girl to survive in the wilderness, he still needs to do it.

Moreover, he believed that if Si Bao could survive, the Youjiao clan would have hope.

They are nothing more than beasts raised by demons.

Of course, upon hearing the news that Si Bao was safe and sound and had joined the pure human race, he felt more relieved than anything else.

Si Bao must have suffered a lot along the way, but fortunately, the final result was good.

Moreover, judging from what the other party said, Si Bao's purebred tribe seems to be a very strong purebred human tribe, and it is not the Crimson Flame Tribe.

It seems that a second pure human tribe with a fourth rank has appeared in the Mangshan region.

That's great!

The more the Youjiao clan chief pondered, the happier and more gratified he became, but he also felt a deep sense of heartache.

"Clan leader, you should know that you are a late-stage fourth-tier martial artist. If Lord Sacrificial Spirit does not use Si Bao as the main ingredient, when the power of the rules dissipates, you and I will have to be the main ingredients together."

The tone of the Youqiao clan's guardian remained indifferent.

"I'm not afraid of death. If you don't want to be the main ingredient, you can go beg and plead with your demon master!"

The clan chief of Youjiao clan mocked him without any politeness.

Upon hearing this, the guardian of the Youjiao clan fell silent.

After a long while, he slowly spoke, "In my entire life, when have I ever been afraid of death? What I'm worried about is... if it weren't for the two of us, after the Sacrificial Spirit advances to the fifth rank, he would turn the entire Youjiao clan into waste, and Si Bao still wouldn't be able to escape."

"After all, the Spirit Master wants to walk the path of divinity, not the path of totemism. You should understand that if the two of us weren't still alive, the Spirit Master would have already made his move. After all, the Youjiao Clan is now a burden to it."

Upon hearing this, the chieftain of the Youjiao clan revealed a mocking smile: "Does the Youjiao clan really have any reason to exist now?"

Si Jie fell silent again, and finally let out a sigh for the first time: "Clan leader, I admit that ninety percent of the third-tier clan elders and fourth-tier ancestors of the Youjiao clan are already lackeys of the Sacrificial Spirit, but those first-tier and second-tier clan members do not know much about these things."

"Can you really bear to see them perish like this? With you and me here, there is still hope for the Youjiao clan... Putting aside everything else, at least there is hope that the Sacrificial Spirit can follow the path of totems, so that at least the Youjiao clan will not die out."

For demons, the path must be determined at the fifth rank.

The practice of totemism is deeply intertwined with the tribe to which one belongs, requiring the tribe's faith and sharing both prosperity and adversity.

The path of the gods, however, is one of solitude, and they may even need to find a way to sever ties with the tribes, otherwise it will affect their future path.

Seeing that the other party had fallen silent, Si Jie smiled and said, "Chieftain, all we need is for you to make a trip and persuade Si Bao to come back, and our tribe can be preserved, or at least we can deal with the Priest for a while."

He felt that his persuasion this time was perfect.

But in the end, he only saw the patriarch of the Youjiao clan raise his head and coldly utter a single word.

"roll!!"