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

Chapter 57 Forcefully Swallowing the Upper Salt, Devouring Wolves and Chasing Tigers (Please Read Further)

Upper part of the sulfurous region.

shhhhhh!
Arrows pierced the air, and after Huang Yun was riddled with arrows, he killed more than a dozen of his clansmen before falling to the ground from the height.

Blood gushed from his mouth, but his eyes regained their clarity.

"Iron...Ironwood...Don't touch...Up...Up to the lake..."

Huang Yun wanted to say something more, but her head tilted to the side, and she didn't say anything more.

Huang Yang's legs felt like they were filled with molten iron as he slowly moved towards Huang Yun.

"Clan leader!"

Crying erupted among the tribespeople.

Women and children wept softly, while the young and strong were bewildered, unable to understand why their tribe, which was on the verge of development, had suddenly fallen into an abyss.

The clan leader, temple deities, elders, and half of the warriors at the Mountain Opening Realm were killed or wounded...

What the hell is going on?

"Go get the animal oil!"

Huang Yang spoke in a trembling voice, then suddenly roared madly, "Go get the animal oil, burn it, burn it all!"

As he spoke, he rushed off into the distance, staggering as he frantically searched for the oil jar.

"Burn the ironwood clean!"

All the clansmen who had touched the ironwood, especially those who had gone to the market with Huang Yun to transport the ironwood back, are now dead.

Having bumped into many things in a row, Huang Yang, whose hair was already disheveled, suddenly looked up and said, "Quickly tie me up with the strongest rope."

"I've also met Tiemu."

"Burn the ironwood!"

"kill me."

But it's too late for Huang Yang.

The veins on his exposed arm bulged and began to spread throughout his body.

"Mom, I feel so itchy."

"Why do I have blood clots?"

In just a moment, many people began scratching themselves, and some even turned bloodshot and attacked those around them.

No one was able to organize a defensive formation anymore.

Some people tried to rush out of their territory and down the hillside, but were suddenly killed by arrows that came flying at them.

The entire Shanghuang tribe's territory has only one passage down the mountain, which was originally intended to defend against attacks from outsiders, but has now become an obstacle for the tribespeople to descend the mountain.

……

A few days later, on the mountaintop of the Shanghuang tribe's territory.

An ugly figure, reeking of a foul stench, with what appeared to be worms wriggling on one side of its face, muttered incantations.

"It all finally erupted."

Shui Miao wore a beast-head crown and covered her mouth and nose.

Then, he frowned and said, "Qiu Chong, if this continues, the entire tribe will become your fiefdom."

"I brought three hundred warriors with me. Are you trying to send my people back empty-handed?"

“We had an agreement: half of it would be your food, and half would be my slave.”

……

"Cuckoo."

The worm opened its mouth with a bird's cry before coldly saying, "What, are the witch soldiers of the Lingyu tribe not as good as a few slaves?"
"The Blood Curse Wood must be fed properly, otherwise we'll use the people from your Upper Lake Tribe to fill the gaps."

"You're crazy." Shui Miao shuddered.

Those two pieces of wood were never full.

"I'll go down and keep watch, so that too many people don't run away."

Seeing Shui Miao leave, Qiu Chong stopped pretending.

He's just a second-tier wizard. If he really wanted to cast a spell, he could wreak havoc on an entire tribe and then share the benefits with the Upper Lake tribe.
He needed the protection of the Upper Lake tribe, and the Upper Lake tribe needed him to capture slaves and seize resources.

The root of the problem lies in the two blood-cursed trees. The chieftain and elders of the Shanghuang tribe will only realize on their deathbeds that they themselves brought death to their tribe.

……

Behind the mountain of the clan, several heads stared at the source of the stench.

They didn't look for it intentionally; they found it by the smell.

"Shangsu, it's over."

Huotang's lips were a little dry.

The powerful upper part of the body in his eyes was ruined by the two of them.

This is far more terrifying than facing a knife face-to-face.

At first, Shen Can was also confused by the blood witch's methods.

You say he's amazing? They've been sneaking around in the back for days and haven't been discovered.

You say he's not capable? If the Upper Yellow Department keeps going like this, it'll be doomed.

The Shanghuang tribe was in complete chaos, with tribesmen killing each other and cries of agony filling the air.

"Ah Can, Blood Witch..."

"Don't worry, clan leader. It's just a case of 'the one who is not prepared.' If it were really that powerful, it wouldn't have taken so many days for the situation to become completely chaotic."

It's probably because of those two ironwood logs. Remember to instruct your people not to enter Shanghuang.

Shen Can comforted Huo Tang, "It took almost a month from start to finish. Do you think it's too late for him to curse our Zhiyan now?"

It's not that Shen Can is bragging, but even if he let this blood witch make the first move, he was still able to break the curse.

"Chieftain, let's prepare to make our move."

"Otherwise, we won't get anything."

Shen Can slowly withdrew his gaze from the upper part of the body. "I have a way to exorcise this blood witch."

Anyone can launch a sneak attack.

Huo Tang nodded. There were martial arts techniques and an ironwood boat in the Upper Yellow Division. If they were taken away, it would be difficult for Zhi Yan to obtain the techniques again.

After days of surveillance, they have figured out who is behind it all.

One Blood Witch, two Celestial Veins, and approximately three hundred organized martial artists.

The Blood Witch was responsible for disrupting the tribe, while the Celestial Vein and other warriors were responsible for guarding the entrances and exits of the Upper Yellow Tribe, and then reaping the benefits.

Moreover, this group was very arrogant and didn't even send out scouts.

Meanwhile, the warriors of the Blazing Flame Tribe had already arrived near the Upper Yellow Tribe several days earlier.

“I noticed that many of the warriors down the mountain were carrying bows, and I remember using the shamanic talisman I gave to my people.”

……

Huotang nodded. "Ashan, protect Acan. If there's any danger, carry Acan and run as far away as possible." "I understand," Huoshan nodded.

Volcano stroked his great bow, and A-Can told him to use arrows to deal with the Blood Witch.

Their location is at about the same altitude as the Blood Witch's, and they are about a hundred feet apart as the crow flies.

The Blood Witch was just a dot in his eyes; he felt his aim was poor.

But Ah-Can said it didn't matter if he missed; maybe he could scare the Blood Witch to death.

He always felt that Ah-chan was lying to him.

How could a witch be scared to death?

Shen Can also touched his seventy-five-star desolate bow. As everyone knows, the shaman's physique is weak.

……

The fire chariot circled around and entered a valley three miles outside the Shanghuang tribe's territory.

"Clan leader."

Seeing everyone either cleaning their arrows or eating, Huotang waved his hand.

“Aqi, there are two Heavenly Vein Warriors on the other side. You need to use the giant crossbow to take down the one wearing the beast bone crown.”

Huo Qi touched the giant crossbow behind him, which was gleaming with a cold light, and was a little impatient.

This thing was specially taken from an ironwood ship. Ah-chan said he wanted to use it to bring warmth to people.

"Aqing, Amu, you take men and use eleven witch bows to aim at the remaining Heavenly Vein."

"How many talismans did Ah-Can give you?"

"A total of one hundred and seventy-seven."

"Okay, have you remembered how to use it?"

"Shieldbearers in front, they have more crossbowmen than us, get closer and smash the shamanic runes."

Huotang grabbed a handful of shamanic talismans and stuffed them into his bosom, and also grabbed a vine shield wrapped in thick animal hide.

Although we don't know how strong its defense is, having something is better than having nothing.

He had originally planned to make his move at night, but the effects of the giant crossbow and the shamanic talisman would be weakened at night, making it difficult to see people clearly, which was a major problem.

In addition, the opposing side has more warriors at the Mountain Opening Realm than the Blazing Flame side. Only by getting close enough to use witch runes to create a massive attack surface can they defeat the opponent in one blow.

……

At the foot of the mountain of the Shanghuang tribe.

The air was thick with the stench of blood, and the sound of arrows whistling through the air filled the air as several men who had come down were shot dead.

"Someone!"

A shout alerted everyone who was resting or guarding the entrance.

Soon, the two sides saw each other.

"Haha, where did this country bumpkin come from?"

After seeing the Blazing Flame Clan members clearly, the soldiers of the Upper Lake Tribe were stunned for a moment.

"A beast-hide shield? The animal hide wasn't even cut; they just threw it on and came."

"Wait, are these people here to pick up bargains?"

"Are they here to pick up the scraps left by our Upper Lake Department?"

Chief Shui Miao of Shanghu was also taken aback when he saw the group of people who suddenly appeared.

No, are all people in the mountains this fierce?

"There are tribes nearby, that's great, this trip was worthwhile!"

"Waterlogged area, form ranks! Are those country bumpkins from the mountains trying to pick up our scraps?"

A burly man jumped out, carrying an iron rod as thick as an arm, grinning and laughing, "Haha, I didn't expect someone to actually deliver themselves to my door."

"Form ranks and show these country bumpkins what real warfare is. They think they can scavenge for scraps? They're not worthy!"

The tribe's soldiers from Shanghu quickly assembled, and seventy or eighty of them had already begun to draw their bows.

"I don't even need arrows. One charge and these bumpkins will be crying for their parents!"

"Go easy on them later, don't scare them to death. These strong young men are good material for mining."

shhhhhh!
Huo Tang led his people and quickly rushed within twenty feet. The clanging of bows rang out, and arrows flew rapidly toward the Blazing Flame Tribe.

"withstand!"

boom! boom! boom!
The arrows struck with tremendous force, piercing the shields in the blink of an eye with a bone-piercing sound. Some tribesmen fell, but many more gritted their teeth and pressed forward despite their arrow wounds.

When the archers of the Shanghu tribe drew their bows for the second time, Huotang had already led his tribesmen, striding with their long legs, into the ten-zhang-wide area.

"Use the talisman!"

Huotang roared, threw down his shield, pulled out a talisman from his robes, tore it open, and hurled it forward.

'Sizzle' 'Sizzle'

The tribesmen who were running blindly behind the shield then tore open the shamanic talismans they had prepared beforehand and threw them out.

Of the more than 170 talismans, more than 100 were eventually thrown out.

A single talisman can generate more than a dozen water arrows.

In an instant, a rain of arrows formed in the air, piercing through everything with a whoosh.

shhhhhh!
Puff puff!
After closing the distance, some members of the Shanghu tribe also rushed forward.

The dozens of figures rushing forward the fastest couldn't stop and ended up in a two-way rush with the water arrows.

Suddenly, it pierced right through me.

"Zheng!"

At that very instant, a thunderous explosion resounded in the distance.

The wind howled piercingly, tearing through the air.

At that moment, the chieftain of the Shanghu tribe was shocked by the sudden appearance of the rain of shamanic arrows. By the time he realized what was happening, it was too late.

The giant arrow carried him backward and crashed heavily into the Shanghuang tribe's mountain.

Boom.

The mountain trembled.

……

On the top of Shanghuang Mountain.

After the giant crossbow rang out, the worm trembled and nimbly rolled into a ball of flesh, heading down into the territory below.

A hundred feet away.

The volcano, which was struggling to draw its bow and aim, suddenly widened its eyes again.

The red dot suddenly disappeared.

(End of this chapter)