247: Azure Flame

Half a year later.

Xuanming Realm, Barren State, Cangyan Tribe.

"Clan Chief, Grand Priest, this is bad! The watchtower has already spotted traces of the Xuan She Tribe!"

At the center of the Cangyan Tribe, atop a tall stone structure, a flag emblazoned with a red fiery divine bird fluttered in the wind.

The Cangyan Tribe was also a major tribe in the Barren State.

And the Chenyuan Forbidden Land was located within the territory of the Cangyan Tribe.

Within its domain, it ruled over dozens of large and small tribes, including the You Xiong Tribe next to the Chenyuan Forbidden Land.

However, the atmosphere within this dominant tribe was somewhat oppressive and heavy.

Ever since a tribe called the Xuan She Tribe emerged from the Chenyuan Forbidden Land half a year ago, the situation had changed.

In the past six months,

the Xuan She Tribe expanded step by step, centered on the Chenyuan Forbidden Land.

It brought over twenty surrounding large and small tribes under its control.

This matter naturally attracted the attention of the Cangyan Tribe.

However, the Cangyan Tribe's warnings were in vain, and when they organized a team of tribal elites to suppress the Xuan She Tribe,

they suffered a crushing defeat.

The Grand Elder who led the expedition died.

When the news returned, while the Cangyan Tribe was still fuming,

an envoy from the Xuan She Tribe arrived.

He issued a ten-day ultimatum.

If the Cangyan Tribe did not submit within ten days,

that Barbarian King would personally lead his tribe to conquer them.

Today was the last day of the ten-day ultimatum.

"Bang!"

"Damn it, this is going too far!"

The tall, mighty, and scar-covered Cangyan Clan Chief slammed his palm onto the stone table beside him.

A deep palm print was left on it.

The three Barbarian King powerhouses of the Cangyan Tribe all possessed Aura equivalent to the Foundation Establishment Stage.

However, the Grand Elder had already died, leaving only the Clan Chief and the Grand Priest.

"Grand Priest, have there been any updates from the Chongshui, Qiuniu, and Shanyang Tribes?"

The Cangyan Clan Chief's anger erupted, but after calming down for a moment, he asked the Grand Priest, who was sitting silently to one side.

The Grand Priest was a servant who worshipped the totem.

Not only was he powerful, but his prestige was also quite high.

Ever since the Grand Elder's death,

the Grand Priest had advocated contacting the other three tribes near Cangyan to jointly attack the Xuan She Tribe.

The Grand Priest was quite old and looked extremely aged.

"Three short-sighted fools."

The Grand Priest shook his head, his voice hoarse and unpleasant.

The Xuan She Tribe's appearance was strange; he had sent people to investigate but couldn't find any information.

It was as if such a large tribe had appeared out of thin air.

This greatly increased his sense of crisis.

However, after contacting the Grand Priests of those three tribes, they scoffed at him.

It was clear they intended to stand by and watch.

"Hmph!"

"If the Xuan She Tribe dares to come, I will make sure they never return."

"Follow me to meet the enemy!"

The Cangyan Clan Chief snorted and rose.

Inside the stone hall,

all the high-ranking members of the Cangyan Tribe stood up.

The Grand Priest, leaning on a wooden staff, went out of the stone hall with the Cangyan Clan Chief and arrived at the stone wall of the Cangyan Tribe.

At this moment, all the young and strong Clan members of the tribe had gathered on this stone wall.

They looked solemnly into the distance.

In the distance,

a crimson Qi and blood flame dyed the horizon red.

A towering black snake-patterned animal skin banner fluttered high, exuding majesty and power.

"They're here!"

Some Cangyan Clan members felt a chill in their hearts.

As that banner appeared, several other totem banners fluttered on both sides.

These were all tribes that the Xuan She Tribe had subdued in the past six months.

Among them was a banner depicting an earth-shaking violent bear.

This was the totem of the You Xiong Tribe.

The current Clan Chief of the You Xiong Tribe had become Youxiong Yanzhi, and his strength had already reached the peak of a Barbarian Warrior.

"Woo~"

The desolate sound of a horn came from afar.

"Beat the drums!"

The Cangyan Clan Chief ordered in a deep voice.

"Dong~"

The drums sounded, vying with the horn's call.

The Cangyan Clan Chief's eyes narrowed.

The people of the Xuan She Tribe gradually appeared before him.

Leading them was the tall and mighty Zhou Mingfang.

Zhou Mingfang was clad in animal skins, his upper body exposed, with black patterns faintly visible, connected as one.

He rode a brown demon wolf several zhang in size, which exuded fierce intent and drooled onto the ground.

When in Rome, do as the Romans do.

Since he was entering as a barbarian, he naturally had to go all out.

Beside him,

a mysterious person, completely shrouded in a black robe and whose face could not be seen, accompanied him.

Behind Zhou Mingfang,

all the disciples of the Zhou Family rode demon wolves, their Aura fierce.

"Stop!"

Zhou Mingfang waved his hand.

Everyone halted.

"Cangyan, are you willing to submit?"

Zhou Mingfang patted his brown wolf, slowly advanced dozens of steps, and asked the Cangyan Clan Chief and Grand Priest on the stone wall.

"What a boastful tone!"

"Fight!"

"Destroy Xuan She, uphold our tribal prestige!"

"..."

Zhou Mingfang's words completely ignited the anger of the Cangyan Tribe members.

For a moment,

on the stone wall,

Qi and blood continuously surged.

"Xuan She, if you retreat, our tribe can let bygones be bygones."

The Cangyan Clan Chief said coldly.

"Hehe~"

Zhou Mingfang chuckled.

"Attack!"

Zhou Mingfang said no more.

He waved his hand behind him.

"Awooo!"

Numerous demon wolves howled at the sky.

They accelerated, rushing towards the stone wall.

"Repel the enemy!"

The Cangyan Clan Chief ordered.

He leaped down from the stone wall.

The drumbeats became increasingly urgent.

"Boom!"

Zhou Mingfang took the lead, leaping from his demon wolf and heading straight for the Cangyan Clan Chief.

Black patterns appeared all over his body, connecting together, and a phantom figure emerged around Zhou Mingfang.

Like a winding black snake.

"Old Ancestor's Battle Art!"

Zhou Mingfang roared.

He leaped dozens of zhang away.

His fist, covered in Qi and blood and snake patterns, fiercely slammed towards the Cangyan Clan Chief.

"Bang!"

The Cangyan Clan Chief was not to be outdone and also leaped up.

A fiery divine bird soared around him.

The two met in mid-air.

A tremendous force was transmitted from Zhou Mingfang's fist to the Cangyan Clan Chief's body.

The Cangyan Clan Chief's expression changed.

His body flew backward uncontrollably.

Zhou Mingfang, however, only retreated a few zhang before landing.

Having struck successfully,

Zhou Mingfang stomped his foot, creating a stone pit.

His body, like a cannonball, shot straight towards the retreating Cangyan Clan Chief.

At this moment, the tribesmen of both sides had also met.

Black totem patterns were revealed.

The other affiliated tribes were also the same.

Qi and blood surged into the sky like a battle.

On the stone wall,

the Grand Priest's heart sank when he saw the Cangyan Clan Chief fall in one blow.

Recalling the death of the Grand Elder,

the Xuan She Tribe was indeed not to be underestimated.

"Witch Dao · Decay!"

The Grand Priest's staff stood before him.

He chanted incantations.

Clusters of black Qi dispersed.

They headed straight for the Xuan She Tribe.

Just as the black Qi invaded their bodies,

streams of green light appeared around the Xuan She Tribe members, blocking the black Qi.

The Grand Priest focused his gaze.

In the distance, the mysterious person in the black robe held a transparent, glass-like orb.

Green light continuously emanated from it.

"Witch Dao · Spear of Decay!"

As the Grand Priest's voice fell, a black, ominous spear, dozens of zhang long, condensed behind him.

As the Grand Priest extended his aged arm,

the spear flew straight towards the black-robed figure.

"Divine Wood Shield!"

Beneath the black robe, Zhou Xiuzhi's face was revealed.

Zhou Xiuzhi's expression was solemn.

He formed hand seals.

Vines grew from the glass orb.

They condensed into a shield.

"Bang!"

The spear collided with the green wooden shield.

The black spear dispersed, as if countless invisible flying insects enveloped the wooden shield.