Legendary Clan Chief-Chapter 38 - 37 The Indomitable Spirit of Humanity_1

38: Chapter 37: The Indomitable Spirit of Humanity_1

38 -37: The Indomitable Spirit of Humanity_1

The Bloodfallen Land, one of the most dangerous places in the Giant Stone Valley, was shrouded in a dense, bloody aura even at noon.

While in other areas of the Stone Valley, the sun was glaring, the sunlight here was completely blocked by the strong blood mist.

A sinister wind blew, casting eerie shadows everywhere.

On a simple small road, two figures emerged on horseback.

The rugged and uneven path caused the horses to stumble from time to time.

However, the two riders seemed to be in perfect harmony with their mounts.

They rode with erect bodies, unaffected by the rough terrain, and forged ahead as if they were on level ground.

Through the blood-red fog, one could vaguely see the leading figure holding a war spear as thick as a baby’s arm.

He had a black Great Bow on his back, and the fine steel arrow feathers in his arrow basket collided with each other, making a clinking sound with the rhythm of the horse’s stride.

Behind him was an old man with white, fluttering beard.

His dull eyes occasionally shot out an insightful glance.

He peered into the depths of the blood mist as if he wanted to see through it.

These two people were Xiao Chen and the alchemy master Hu Guyue.

They came to the Bloodfallen Land in search of the main ingredients for the Blood Jade Tonic Energy: Blood Marrow Fruit and Purple Blood Vine.

Of course, Xiao Chen had his own purposes as well—he was planning to investigate the whereabouts of his father.

After all, his cheap father had entered this eerily strange Bloodfallen land because of him.

Having inherited his body, there were some things that Xiao Chen couldn’t avoid.

The life or death of Xiao Zhan, the previous clan leader of the Gu Yuan Clan, should be settled.

This was not only for himself, but also for the previous owner of the body.

However, Xiao Chen did not tell Hu Guyue or anyone else about this.

Perhaps there was still a knot in his heart that he couldn’t face.

Three days ago, Xiao Chen had given the prescription to Hu Guyue.

Instead of telling him the truth, he brought the prescription in the name of his fabricated master.

He casually made up an excuse when Hu Guyue asked to meet his master, stating that his master was currently unwilling to meet others, which left Hu Guyue quite regretful.

As an alchemy master, Hu Guyue was able to tell the authenticity of the prescription with ease.

The Blood Jade Tonic Energy was a treasure to him.

His veiny, gnarled hands clutched the prescription tightly.

After careful tasting, Hu Guyue could tell the subtlety of the Blood Jade Tonic Energy.

Compared to those domineering and aggressive potency enhancing drugs, the tonic was much more gentle, providing nourishment in an unobtrusive way.

“Clan leader Xiao, I am incredibly grateful for such grandeur from your master,” he said.

There was a flash of green light around his wrist and three wooden boxes decorated with patterns appeared on the stone table.

“The master must be a great man who has obtained the Dao.

The mundane world may not be adequate for his discerning eyes.

Here are three kinds of millennium-old spirit medicines: the Golden Fruit, the Earth-Clinging Vine, and the Iron Profound Flower.

I would like you to accept them on my behalf,” he continued.

Hu Guyue’s words had Xiao Chen taken aback.

Originally, he wanted to use the prescription to bolster his power and the Gu Yuan Tribe’s strength.

While Xiao Chen was not ignorant of the value of millennium-old spirit medicine, he didn’t need them—he required resources that would strengthen the Gu Yuan Tribe in the short term.

To his surprise, Hu Guyue offered him such treasures.

Xiao Chen could only put on a pleased face, inwardly feeling quite disappointed.

They said that to do a good job, one must first sharpen his tools.

Since they came to the Bloodfallen Land to find medicinal materials, Xiao Chen had already collected a lot of information about it.

That’s why they had delayed for three days.

The Bloodfallen Land was full of danger and its terrain was easy to defend but hard to attack.

It was said to be the homeland of a medium-level tribe named Bloodfallen.

The tribe was just about to advance to a top-level tribe when it was betrayed and massacred by foreign tribes due to an informant.

Hundreds of thousands of tribespeople died in resentment and their indignation formed the terrifying Bloodfallen Land.

Though ten thousand years had passed, there were still countless corpses and ghosts.

Despite their physical demise, the tribespeople remained as vengeful spirits, standing guard over their homeland forever.

As Xiao Chen and Hu Guyue ventured further into the Bloodfallen Land, their warhorses could no longer bear the harsh environment and collapsed.

They abandoned their horses and walked on foot.

After crossing a plain, they entered a ruined city.

The city walls that had been destroyed in the battle had further deteriorated over the millennium.

The ground was covered with thick layers of leaves.

Among the chaotic debris and ruins stood rotten, ancient bones, arranged as if ready for battle.

Even though their weapons had decayed over time and they no longer had a physical form, their instinct to battle was deeply etched into their bones.

A chilling wind whistled through the distortions in the wind, which sounded like the wails of ghosts.

From time to time, a few phantom flames would drift by in the distance.

“Night is falling.”

At this moment, such a sentence suddenly appeared in Xiao Chen’s mouth.

The words were hard and unemotional.

Before the old man could react, Xiao Chen continued, “The Bloodfallen Tribe, with hundreds of thousands of ancestors, were betrayed by traitors and were ambushed by several different tribes during their clan promotion ceremony.

They had almost no resistance and the whole tribe was slaughtered by foreigners.

Therefore, the Bloodfallen tribesmen are unwilling to accept this.

Their flesh and blood turn into mist, their spirits are immortal, and every time night falls, these shadow spirits appear, re-enacting the scenes of that day over and over again.”

It was as if to corroborate Xiao Chen’s words, from some unknown time, the blood mist had become thicker and even began to coagulate, as if about to turn into drops of blood.

“Boom!”

When the blood mist had coagulated into a sea of blood, there was an explosion and in an instant, the place where the two men stood transformed into another world.

It was as if they had experienced a long period of time and traveled through space to arrive at another area.

Surrounding them, a series of figures began to appear.

There were men, women, old people, and children, all looking hazy and slow, with no sign of life.

Above them, a majestic figure was suspended in mid-air, a war spear in his hand pointing to the vault of heaven.

Right in front of them, the black mountain’s magical cloud blanketed the whole earth.

A huge image of a wolf head lurked within, its fierce eyes filled with cruelty and ridicule.

A countless number of foreign tribes gathered under the wolf head.

Xiao Chen and Hu Guyue were transformed into bystanders, the scenes from millennia ago reappeared before their eyes like a movie.

Uncountable shadows passed through their bodies, rushing towards the battlefield.

“Fight!”

A voice saturated with the smell of iron blood rang out.

The magnificent figure suspended in half-air tightly gripped his war spear, charging towards the wolf head in the sky.

On the ground, two great tides instantly intertwined, and more members of the Bloodfallen Tribe rushed to join the battle.

However, the fierce wolf head was just too strong.

Even the clan leader, who was the strongest of them all, was still defeated, fooled, and sent flying by the violent energy, suffering heavy damage to his body.

“Boom!” Suicide explosion!

The bold figure that was originally fighting the wolf head suddenly crashed into it, exploding upon contact like a bright sun, intensely dazzling.

The wolf head had no time to react and was instantly heavily hit, a large piece of its fierce face blown away.

The members of the Bloodfallen Tribe, faced with the endless foreign tribes, used their lives to cast the dignity of being part of the human race.

They did not hesitate or feel fear, choosing death without regret!

A countless number of humans charged into the tide of foreign tribes, playing out a symphony of death.

Explosion after explosion rang out, representing members of the Bloodfallen Tribe going down alongside the foreign tribes!

Bitten by the insignificant human or moved by the humans’ determination to die rather than submit, the giant wolf became completely enraged.

With a long howl, a dazzling red light shone from its gaping mouth as a giant light sphere flew towards the Bloodfallen Tribe.

Boom!

A loud noise followed as the blood-red light sphere exploded above the tribe.

The huge shockwave, with the point of explosion as the center, rippled outwards.

It was as if it was the end of the world.

In a moment, the Bloodfallen Tribe was left silent, and heaven and earth fell into quietude.

With the loud noise, the scene abruptly stopped.

All soul shadows instantly vanished, and then a countless number of figures appeared again, reenacting this tragic scene.

No!

These should be the war souls, the immortal war souls of the human race!