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If Xia Shan knew that there was a risk of being roasted and eaten if living with the natives, he would never let Jiang Sining come.

But it's too late to say anything now.

The natives seemed to have finished dancing, and they were all looking at them sharply, as if they were not two people but two plates of roasted meat that was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.

In fact, the ropes that tied him were not strong. With his strength, he could break them all with a little internal energy.

But Xia Shan had been following Jiang Sining for a long time and knew that she must have other intentions for doing this, so when he saw that Jiang Sining did not give any orders, he could only wait patiently.

What Jiang Sining was waiting for was an opportunity, an opportunity to intimidate these natives.

At this time, a strong tribal warrior came forward with a sharp wooden spear. On the head of the spear, a sharp stone piece was tied with tree bark.

It seemed that it was not as she imagined. These people captured them to eat them, but to execute them in front of the whole clan.

It is said that the one who can get this honor must be the most powerful warrior in the tribe, and the tallest and strongest native in front of him is obviously the most powerful one among them.

He held the spear, muttered something, and finally put the wooden spear against Jiang Sining's throat.

"Miss!"

When Xia Shan saw this, he wanted to break free from the ropes and rescue the emperor, but he heard Jiang Sining say, "Don't move, I will handle it myself."

As she spoke, she felt the force on her throat becoming stronger and stronger, so she used her internal energy to resist.

The powerful internal energy made her throat tougher than stone. No matter how hard the strong natives tried, they could not pierce the stone into her seemingly tender skin.

The native warriors were a little confused.

He had personally executed captives from hostile tribes, and each time he only needed a little force to pierce the enemy's throat.

But the woman in front of me looked very clean, her skin was so soft and delicate, but it was actually tougher to be pricked than the skin of a bison.

He had used all his strength, but couldn't kill her.

This made him feel a little ashamed. He could already feel the mocking gazes of his tribesmen. He even felt that someone was coveting his title of the first warrior.

So he quickly retreated a dozen steps, let out a strange cry, and then rushed forward quickly, hoping to kill the prisoner with the force of the charge.

Seeing that he was serious about it, Jiang Sining didn't dare to be careless. He exerted force with his hands and feet at the same time, and the rope on his body broke. At the same time, he rushed towards the natives in front of him.

The tribal warriors didn't expect that the captive was so powerful. She broke all the strong straw and vine ropes in one go. They were extremely surprised.

But the title of the first warrior did not allow him to retreat at all. Instead, it aroused his savagery, making him point the wooden spear in his hand at Jiang Sining's throat and stabbed him at the fastest speed.

Jiang Sining dodged the seemingly fierce attack by slightly turning his body, then raised his palm and struck the strong native on the back of his neck.

The tribe's first warrior felt a black screen before his eyes, and then he fell to the ground with a thud, unconscious.

The natives who had been shouting and clamoring just now suddenly fell silent, and the scene was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Especially the tribe leader with the most feathers on his head, his eyes were wide open with fear, and he was muttering something in his mouth.

After more than ten seconds, the other natives in the tribe came to their senses. Some male natives picked up wooden spears and surrounded Jiang Sining.

Others took out bows and arrows, jumped onto the high places or trees nearby, and aimed their arrows at her from a distance.

Faced with this siege, Jiang Sining was not panicked at all. The fighting power of these natives was too weak, and no matter how many of them there were, they could not do anything to her.

But in order to deter others, she still waved to everyone: "Come on together!"

The native could not understand what she said, but he could see the disdainful expression on her face and he immediately became angry.

Without caring about the moral code of the martial arts world, more than a dozen people immediately rushed forward, and arrows from a distance whizzed towards her.

These seemingly fierce offensive methods, in Jiang Sining's eyes now, are like slow motion. He can avoid them all by just taking a few easy steps.

At the same time, she did not hold back. She punched each native one by one, and hit all the numb points. More than a dozen people fell to the ground in an instant.

And the archers in the distance were even more unlucky.

Jiang Sining took out a handful of stones from the space, and hit them accurately with each one, without making a sound.

In just one or two minutes, all the most powerful warriors in the entire tribe lost their fighting ability.

The members of the native tribe kept retreating as if they had seen a ghost, and the chief who had been muttering to himself seemed to have gone mad.

He shouted at his tribesmen, as if asking them all to come back and not to run away.

The natives can ignore anyone's words except those of the tribe's leader. Otherwise, they will be expelled from the tribe, which means they will soon be eaten by wild beasts or become captives of other hostile tribes, which is even worse than being eaten by wild beasts.

Soon, everyone returned with trepidation under the old patriarch's scolding.

The old patriarch then turned to face Jiang Sining, raised his hands high, knelt on the ground, and performed a prostrate salute.

The others followed suit and kept worshipping Jiang Sining.

Looking at the scene in front of him, not only Xia Shan was stunned, but Jiang Sining was also stunned.

What's happening here?

Didn't I just defeat a dozen or twenty of you? Is it necessary to worship me like this?

After performing the great ceremony, the old patriarch slowly stood up, walked respectfully before Jiang Sining, and spoke a long string of meaningless dialect to her.

Seeing that Jiang Sining looked confused and seemed to understand nothing, the old patriarch made a gesture of invitation and then walked tremblingly in front of him towards the distance.

"Madam," Xia Shan said, "it seems like he wants you to go with him."

"I know."

"But I think it's better not to go," Xia Shan said, "It might be a trap."

Jiang Sining shook his head.

Although she had not studied the customs of the natives, she knew that the natives were straightforward and simple-minded and were unlikely to use such tactics.

"Let's go and see together."

"Okay."

Xia Shan also broke free from the rope, guarded Jiang Sining, and followed the old patriarch into the depths of the dense forest.

After walking for about ten minutes, Jiang Sining saw several huge stone statues in the grass. They were all carved with human figures. Their appearance, hairstyle, and jewelry style were somewhat similar to those of the Daxia people.

The further you go, the more and denser these statues become, until finally they are neatly arranged on a flat open space.

There are twelve stone statues on each side, just like the civil and military officials attending court, and right in front is a square pyramid that looks very ancient.

The old patriarch had torches lit and led Jiang Sining and the other man inside.

There was actually nothing inside the pyramid. It was empty and smelled damp and moldy.

After the old patriarch used a branch to sweep away the cobwebs on the wall, some dark red murals were revealed.

Those who could be painted on the stone wall and passed down were the most important people or events. Jiang Sining knew that the old patriarch brought her here to see these things.

So she took out more torches from the space and lit them, illuminating the entire interior of the pyramid. As a result, when she saw the ancient pictures on the stone walls, she felt indescribable strangeness.

Because what is painted on the stone wall is similar to the mythological story of Daxia!

The costumes of the characters in the painting are also very similar to those of Daxia!

This made her a little confused.

After all, Daxia is so far away from North America, and in such an era, any communication and exchange is basically impossible.

But the things on these murals are so similar, how did this come about?