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

Upon hearing this, the members of the Guyuan tribe, who had been somewhat bewildered, immediately realized what was happening.

This kid is provoking them!

They were about to rush up and kill the kid when the clan chief stopped them.

"Observe carefully, don't rush."

The clan chief squinted at the arrogant and unruly burly man. It would be a lie to say that he had no suspicions about the disappearance of the three Gumans.

But the other party's behavior at this moment doesn't seem like that of a scheming person at all.

Or perhaps the other party's plan was too simple and crude, and for a moment it didn't even seem like a trap.

Moreover, the other party's behavior was like that of a complete madman!

"Chieftain, what should we do?"

Just as the chieftain of the ancient tribe was about to speak, he heard the man continue shouting.

"A bunch of cowardly wimps, I think you should all go eat shit!"

The burly man's insults grew increasingly vulgar, causing everyone's faces to turn ashen.

"Damn it! I'm going to kill him!"

The people of the Great Wilderness are known for their straightforward temperaments, especially the people of the Ancient Plains tribe, who are used to bullying others and have never been subjected to such insults before.

Several first-level martial artists immediately stepped forward, ready to fight the one-armed strongman to the death.

"Send three first-tier martial artists, ten of them will undergo three blood exchanges, remember not to pursue too deeply!"

The clan chief made a decision.

A dozen or so people rushed out immediately. Just when they thought the one-armed strong man was going to fight them to the death, they saw him turn around and run away.

The strong man with the missing arm was none other than Shi Xiaoyong.

Seeing a dozen or so men charging towards him with bared teeth and claws, he naturally wouldn't fight them one-on-one.

Do you really think he's stupid?

But despite running away, he didn't stop talking for a moment, cursing the dozen or so people behind him until their noses were crooked with anger.

It wasn't that they didn't fight back, but their repetitive arguments were simply no match for the other side's.

After all, Shi Xiaoyong had undergone systematic training in documentary filmmaking, and his relevant knowledge was unmatched by ordinary people.

And the worse his talent is in mathematics, the stronger his talent is in swearing.

As they were about to catch up with Shi Xiaoyong, an unusual sense of excitement appeared in everyone's eyes.

I definitely need to give this kid a proper "comfort" later!

But at that moment, Shi Xiaoyong suddenly stopped, turned around, and revealed a meaningful smile on his face.

"Do you really think I'm an idiot? Charging straight at you without any preparation?"

The group paused, their alertness instantly heightened, and they dared not give chase, while keeping a close eye on their surroundings.

Seeing this, Shi Xiaoyong turned around and continued running.

"Hahaha! You guys are such idiots! I really did charge over like that! You're all scared like this by just one sentence. Don't leave the tribe, go home and drink your milk!"

Everyone was furious.

How dare they play them!

In an instant, they completely forgot the words of their chieftain's admonition.

They chased after them immediately.

The other members of the Guyuan tribe, who were standing guard a little further away, were slightly taken aback when they saw this, and couldn't help but look anxiously at their clan leader.

The clan chief hesitated for a moment, inwardly cursing these people as useless, but after a brief pause, he continued, "We'll pursue them too!"

"I feel like you guys have no chance."

A soft laugh suddenly rang out, setting off alarm bells. Then they saw another young man emerge from another direction.

The young man was neither burly nor tall, but just one glance from him sent a strange shiver down everyone's spine.

Because its exposed skin is covered with countless scars.

The key point is that the young man did not seem to feel any pain; his face was full of compassion and even concealed a sense of pleasure that could be easily detected.

"The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, but turning back is the shore. Why don't you all join me in saving all sentient beings?"

As the young man was talking, he suddenly took out a short-handled weapon and stabbed himself a few times.

As he made a few more cuts, the pleasure on his face seemed to intensify.

That heartfelt joy could be felt by everyone in the Ancient Plains tribe, even from a great distance.

Seeing this, everyone from the Ancient Plains tribe was stunned, followed by a chill running down their spines.

Although they are all ruthless killers who regard human life as worthless, they will feel physiological discomfort when they encounter madmen or perverts!

"The wilderness is full of hardship, and only the guardian of the ancestral temple can bring light to the world. Why not abandon your own tribe and follow the guardian of the ancestral temple with me?"

The young man's expression grew increasingly compassionate, but a chill ran through everyone's hearts.

When have they ever seen anything like this!

Youth is naturally like a river.

The words he spoke were taught to him by documentary.

As for how to maximize the effect, that's entirely up to him.

As for its purpose...

A blur flashed past from the side, and two enormous heads flew into the air.

Even in death, the fear of encountering a complete and utter transformation remained on their faces.

The sudden turn of events left everyone somewhat bewildered, but then two more afterimages flashed out.

Four more heads flew up.

Ji Shi and Ji Fei each killed a first-tier martial artist and a martial artist who had undergone three blood exchanges, respectively.

The Demon Blade Leopard then killed two first-tier martial artists.

Shi Xiaoyong attracted three first-level martial artists and ten people who had undergone three blood exchanges.

At this moment, there was not a single first-level martial artist beside the Gu Yuan tribe chief!

The remaining patients, who had undergone three blood transfusions, still looked completely bewildered.

They simply couldn't understand how things had turned out this way!

They originally thought they were just doing odd jobs, and that even if danger came, it would be the first-level martial artists who would take the lead.

But now...

How come they've become the main force?

"The guardian of the lineage."

Shuihe came to the side of the documentary and bowed slightly.

At this moment, the compassionate yet joyful expression on his face had vanished, leaving only boundless respect.

As for its purpose...

Naturally, this was to attract the attention of the Kohara clan and pave the way for the next step of the documentary's plan.

In retrospect, the documentary's plan was quite perfect.

They successfully weakened the opponent's numerical advantage.

The clan chief looked at Ji Shi and the other two with a somewhat unpleasant expression, but he also had a vague idea of ​​their identities.

"You... are from the Atobe Water Department?"

"Old man, your soul is about to burn out, so don't force yourself to stay here. In my opinion, you should hurry up and find a coffin to lie down in."

The documentary writer said with a smile.

The clan chief's face darkened, and he looked at the other party coldly: "What are you talking about? I don't understand."

"Your intention in attacking the Jishi Water Tribe is probably to use the souls of the Ancient Plain Tribe and the Jishi Water Tribe as fuel for your continued survival, right? That's why you watched your own people go to their deaths."

The clan chief's pupils contracted slightly, but he quickly regained his composure and sneered, "I don't understand any of what you're saying, yet you're slandering me like this?!"

As he spoke, he glanced at the people beside him and noticed that they all looked hesitant. Clearly, even if they didn't completely believe Ji Shi's words, they were also somewhat wary.

The clan leader is now caught in a self-justification trap.

However, he was too lazy to explain anything. The Koharabu had always had only one principle.

That is, the strong rule!

The clan chief immediately roared in anger.

"Further words are useless, just die!"