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

Chapter 442 Late Stage Six

Early in the morning, hurried footsteps entered the side hall, handing a message to Yan Jiang.

"Fengluo Mountain, the Luoyang tribe that we supported has been destroyed, and four nearby tribes were also attacked and destroyed, resulting in countless losses."

"Four fifth-tier guardians sent to Fengluo Mountain were killed in battle, and more than half of the torchbearers were killed or wounded."

Yan Jiang, who was sitting behind her desk and about to get busy, suddenly looked up when she heard this.

"When did this happen?"

Two days ago.

Upon hearing this, Yan Jiang frowned.

The figure who came to report continued urgently, saying, "It was the Ghost Luo Clan and the Owl Yang Clan who made the move."

"They acted too quickly; Luoyangbo's tribe was breached in just a quarter of an hour."

Our fifth-tier guardian warriors, along with the dozen or so other tribes under Luo Yang's command, were also attacked at the same time.

"This is a message sent back by a fourth-tier torchbearer."

After listening, Yan Jiang did not ask why the Torchbearer was so slow to react.

That was something that happened after the Fengluo Mountain was dealt with. Whether the human race had lowered their guard or been misled, we will naturally have to investigate that later.

"Go and invite Yan Wanyun, the Palace Master of the Military Hall, and Wanyang, the Director of Ceremonies of the Wilderness Inspection Office."

"Retrieve the situation map of various ethnic groups in the Fengluoshan area."

"The Communications Division shall immediately contact the remaining torchbearers in Fengluo Mountain who possess long-distance communication capabilities."

"Order the torchbearers of Puyun Land, the closest region to Fengluo Mountain, to investigate the situation at Fengluo Mountain as quickly as possible."

Yan Jiang quickly issued four orders, and he would memorize the location of each new area where the torch of transmission was passed on to the alliance.

After he took over as the acting leader of the alliance, Huoshan, the Palace Master of the Military Hall was reappointed to Yan Wanyun.

Upon receiving the order, Yan Wanyun was the first to arrive at the side hall.

Compared to a hundred years ago, Yan Wanyun is now a whole size bigger, with a broad back and thick waist. Moreover, one can sense the surging blood energy within his body as he walks, and his cultivation level has reached the mid-stage of the fifth rank.

On his back, there are two protrusions that, to the untrained eye, might be mistaken for shoulder blades, but are actually unusual features caused by his cultivation techniques.

These two changes in him were not actually beast transformations, but rather the creation powers he obtained by using the Three-Headed Clone Technique for his own purposes.

Not long after, Li Wanyang arrived quickly.

From a humble cultivator in Yongzhou to the second-generation head of the Alliance's Wilderness Patrol Division, Li Wanyang's journey over the past hundred years has far surpassed that of the chieftains of the Yong and Dai states in the past.

His cultivation level was the same as Yan Wanyun's, reaching the mid-stage of the fifth rank, and he was not outdone by the younger generation.

Yan Wanyun and Li Wanyang already knew what had happened on their way here.

"Fengluo Mountain is home to various ethnic groups, among which powerful races include the Xiaoyang and Guiluo clans."

Yan Jiang then began to explain the situation in the Fengluo Mountain area.

In fact, this is not the first time that the human alliance's territories outside the region have been impacted.

Since the Alliance's Firebearers set out from the Great Mountains to support human tribes in various regions, the fighting has never ceased.

Every day there are battles, big and small, that take place across the wastelands and valleys, and among human tribes of all sizes.

But this was the first time that a tribe that had been established as a chieftain had been wiped out by a foreign race.

Not to mention, many Alliance Protectors and Torchbearers perished in an instant, and countless humans were displaced and plundered by alien races.

Of course, Yan Jiang did not intend to use the full power of the alliance to wipe out the alien races in the Fengluo Mountain region.

Humans have too many places to live, and they suffer daily attacks from other races and the harsh environment of the Great Wilderness.

If the human alliance has to clear out every obstacle in every place, even if the alliance has the will, it doesn't have the strength.

The alliance's strategy is to teach people how to fish, to help them get back up from where they fell.

Deep in the Juyue Mountains.

Waaah!

The dull sound of horns echoed through the valley.

Nestled among the starlit mountains, palaces stand in rows and countless houses dot the landscape.

This is the headquarters of the Alliance Academy.

Each of the major colleges selected its own territory and built a college with its own unique characteristics.

Among the various academies, a giant peak was cut in half and its top was filled in to create an enormous plaza.

In the center of the square stood several different shamanic implements, including bells, horns, drums, and so on, in all shapes and sizes.

Different sounds convey different meanings.

Now, as the horn sounded, the figures practicing throughout the academy all listened intently.

The horn sounded nine short blasts, signifying a summons of martial artists who were not in seclusion for training, mostly for missions related to combat.

After entering each college, students will be given various tasks assigned by the college teachers.

Different magical artifacts summon students from different academies to the plaza.

At this moment, figures were rapidly approaching the plaza from the direction of the Martial Academy.

Some of those who lived nearby had already arrived at the square and were looking towards the screen wall that stood there.

However, no text has been displayed on the screen wall today.

Soon, not only students from the Martial Arts Academy arrived, but also students from other nearby academies.

They wanted to see what kind of mission it was and whether they could participate.

As thousands of people gathered in the square, the volcano swept across the sky from the distant mountains.

"The Alliance has received news that the human tribes in the Fengluo Mountain territory have been breached by alien races."

Hundreds of tribal chiefs and elders died in battle, and hundreds of middle and lower-ranking tribes were destroyed.

Four fifth-tier protectors died in battle, 330 fourth-tier protectors died, and more than half of the over 3,000 torchbearers were killed or wounded.

The volcano's words shocked the young people in the square, who listened to it with astonishment.

Even some young people from the Fengluo Mountain territory were stunned on the spot.

"The Fengluo Mountain mission is hereby issued. All students of our Martial Academy whose cultivation level reaches the mid-stage of the third rank or above are eligible to join the combat division as soldiers."

He served as a scout, participating in the reconstruction of Fengluo Mountain.

Regarding the situation at Fengluo Mountain, the alliance will naturally send strong individuals to handle it, rebuild the human tribes, and fight against the alien races.

After the volcano finished speaking, many of the young people present made a decision on the spot to go to Fengluo Mountain.

However, the volcano did not accept anyone on the spot. Instead, it told the many students present that an elder would come early the next morning to count the number of people going to Fengluo Mountain.

Those who are not strong enough or too young will not be allowed to go.

The students of the Martial Academy cultivate to protect the human race, and this can be considered as starting ahead of schedule.

Back when the Blazing Flame Tribe was first rising to power, its members, possessing the cultivation level of the Heavenly Vein Realm, were already engaged in battles with other races outside.

With the help of powerful members of the alliance, getting used to the wilderness environment in advance will be helpful for future cultivation.

The sun is rising.

Music was played at the Temple of the Heroes.

Although Shen Can, the temple's chosen one, was not personally presiding over the ceremony, the high priests in the temple were still carrying out the rituals earnestly.

The alliance remained peaceful as always, and did not make any move because of the Fengluo Mountain incident.

The Temple of Heroes has dispatched a group of priests, led by High Priest Huozhong, to Mount Fengluo to appease the deceased humans.

On the floating island.

More than a decade has passed in the blink of an eye, and Shen Can has spent most of his time cultivating.

Unlike other beings who mostly cultivate only one path, he is now cultivating both martial arts and witchcraft simultaneously.

There were few things within the alliance that bothered him, allowing his cultivation to proceed very smoothly.

However, after more than ten years of cultivation, Shen Can had not yet reached the bottleneck of the late stage of the sixth rank.

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This is normal; he first used the Profound God Spirit Liquid and then the Profound God Spirit Essence in the sixth level.

These two sixth-tier precious medicines significantly shortened his cultivation time.

Other races would need hundreds of years to cultivate from the early to the late stages of the sixth rank, but he has only cultivated for a few decades.

During his year of cultivation, Shen Can also prepared his ultimate move.

Inside the divine court, a small, black sword floats, surrounded by sorcerous runes.

I used it once before when dealing with the quasi-seventh-tier ancestor of the Ao Jin clan, but that time doesn't count.

Because at that time, the Soul Sword could only be considered a phantom, and its attack power was not much stronger than that of the Eternal Meditation Technique.

But this time, he had been refining the first Soul Sword for more than ten years. The sword body was no longer in a ethereal state, but was as black as ink, containing countless compressed deduction images.

Even now, Shen Can is still compressing and refining the images.

He needs stronger methods to deal with a near-seventh-tier opponent.

During his conversation with Prince Bizhen, Shen Can learned that there are different levels even among those who are at the quasi-seventh rank.

People like the Crown Prince of Zhangshui are the real cunning old foxes; they're stuck before reaching the seventh rank because they're preparing to unleash a powerful attack.

The Daoist principles they could resonate with far surpassed those of the near-seventh-tier members of the Ao Jin and Xuan She clans.

If we're talking about the lower limit of near-seventh-tier combat power, we can use the Wind Lord as a benchmark. He's comprehended a trace of the Wind Dao, so he should be able to run quite fast.

However, Shen Can couldn't measure the upper limit of near-seventh-tier combat power, as he had never seen it.

Even someone like the Crown Prince of Zhangshui is comprehending various Daoist principles of heaven and earth, which shows that the ultimate move this guy is holding back is far beyond imagination.

Now, the quasi-seventh-tier being that Shen Can wants to compare himself to is someone like the Crown Prince of Zhangshui, not someone like the Chief of the Fufeng Clan.

Besides constantly refining his divine soul killing techniques, Shen Can also had ideas about cultivating supernatural abilities through physical body cultivation.

The advancement of humans from the fifth to the sixth rank begins with the Dharma Aspect.

Even after fusing his battle body and Dharma form, Shen Can felt that the Dharma Form Heaven and Earth supernatural power still had great potential for exploration.

Combat power should not stop here; it should become "following the laws of heaven and earth."

Therefore, in addition to his cultivation, Shen Can also tried to comprehend another great supernatural power of the physical body.

Spring has passed and autumn has come; more than ten years have passed in the blink of an eye.

A colossal warship approached from the northwest of Juyue.

On the deck of the warship, there are figures from over two hundred years ago.

"This is our ancestral land!"

The boys clung to the ship's railing, gazing at the enormous star array in the distance with expressions of astonishment.

A middle-aged man with white hair, dressed in a gray robe, walked out of the cabin.

"Yes, this is the Human Alliance. From now on, you will cultivate martial arts and witchcraft here, hone your skills, and protect our human race!"

"Teacher Guiyun, once I've completed my cultivation, will I be able to return to Yaoshan?"

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One of the boys spoke up to ask a question.

"Yes, once you've mastered your cultivation, you can go back and kill the alien races to protect your tribe."

Guiyun smiled and chatted with the children.

The warships traveled from Yaoshan to Juyue for more than a year, during which they were attacked repeatedly, but fortunately, their ships were strong and their cannons were powerful, and they repelled the attacks of the foreign tribes one by one.

"Oh, stars are falling from the sky!"

The moment the warship entered the giant mountain, many of the youths were shocked, but then they realized it was an illusion.

Upon entering the Juyue Mountains, the young people from a distant land stared wide-eyed, not daring to blink for fear of missing the sight before them.

The towering mountains rise and fall, shrouded in the power of the stars like mist, with some peaks resembling giant swords piercing the clouds.

There are colossal palaces carved into the mountains, pavilions and towers shimmering with shamanic script, and floating islands—

Amidst the surging starlight, a bolt of lightning suddenly appeared, tearing apart thousands of miles with massive arcs of electricity and whipping up howling winds that swept through the mountains.

Amidst the clouds and mist, figures riding enormous flying birds traverse the mountains.

Countless figures dressed in witch robes were busy around a massive array, densely packed with countless spiritual restrictions.

"hold head high!"

A dragon's roar resounded, and a thousand-foot-long dragon, accompanied by wind, rain, thunder, and lightning, traversed the mountains, followed by several small birds whose bodies were covered in lightning.

As the birds spread their wings, they also imitated the dragon by raising their heads and opening their mouths.

"hold head high!"

"hold head high!"

I saw a dragon with several thunderbirds, sometimes lined up in a row, sometimes in a column.

The children on the warship stared intently at the scene, somewhat dazed.

"Teacher, that dragon—"

Guiyun smiled. "Yes, it's a dragon."

After delivering the children to their destination, the warship traversed the giant mountain and headed towards the main city.

Once the warship had landed, Guiyun jumped off and glanced at the Alliance's main city.

After many years away from Yaoshan, I have finally returned.

What was originally expected to be a task that would only take two or three years has ended up being delayed for nearly ten years.

He was once full of vigor, but now his hair has turned white; so much has happened in between.

He hurried toward a grand hall, preparing to report back.

When Guiyun finished reporting, it was already afternoon. He headed towards the Temple of Heroes, intending to pay his respects to the heroes and then return to the Martial Academy.

Shortly after Guiyun entered the Temple of Heroes, waves suddenly rose on the floating island above the Alliance's main city, and an incomparably powerful energy ripple instantly dispersed the starlight clouds that drifted for tens of thousands of miles.

There were no other figures on the floating island. Shen Can, who was sitting cross-legged and cultivating, suddenly trembled. The vast source power gathered by the spirit-gathering array on the floating island was violently pulled into his body.

After more than twenty years of cultivation and accumulation, he suddenly broke through the minor bottleneck of the late stage of the sixth rank.

This wasn't the end of it. Shen Can's pores opened, and he began to devour the Origin Power.

After a continuous stream of source energy entered his body, it was forcefully forced into his limbs, bones, and every nook and cranny of his flesh.

At this moment, with the dual breakthroughs in martial arts and witchcraft, Shen Can's physical body was strengthened once again. His entire body transformed into a giant furnace, beginning to temper his flesh, tendons, bones, and marrow, leaving no part untouched from the inside out.

The beast king's divine form that he had previously comprehended has now transformed into an iron hammer, emerging from his spine and relentlessly pounding against his body.

The entire scene resembled the manifestation of supernatural power, causing Shen Can to erupt with dazzling divine light and emit a resounding clang.

Suddenly, a dazzling sun appeared in the sky above the Alliance's capital city.