Black Skeleton
Qiu Yan didn't deliberately lower his voice, so the smoke skull heard him and immediately sneered, "Quite the boast, too bad..."
But before he could finish speaking, he was shattered by a burst of green light!
Qiu Yan was still sitting on the stone chair, but with a push of his feet, he leaped into the air, releasing streams of intent that flowed into the hearts of everyone in the Lianxi Tribe!
The Lianxi Tribe were already prepared. Upon receiving this message, they immediately roared, and men, women, and children all grabbed wooden and bone clubs at the shouts of a strong man with blood smeared on his forehead.
Living in the dense forest, where every day is uncertain and being constantly on guard is the most basic habit.
However, unlike before, the tips of those bone and wooden clubs were now bound with a sharp flint, the edges of which had been polished and were slightly sharp.
"Hmph! They're courting death! How can they possibly defeat the Yin Puppet with such primitive methods?"
Although the skull was shattered by divine power, it did not completely dissipate, turning into a wisp of smoke, but still emanating spiritual energy.
However, before his thoughts could even settle, many members of the Lianxi Clan began to radiate light.
Divine power and radiance!
The radiance enveloped everyone, warming the hearts of many tribespeople and boosting their strength. They wielded their sticks with greater ease, as if a spirit was watching over them, making them feel at ease and valued.
"Roar!!!"
The man with blood smeared on his forehead howled again, and the others echoed him, their voices unified and resounding like thunder!
This shout startled the dissipating smoke, causing it to instinctively howl, "Divine power possession? Foolish! Utterly foolish! To use divine power so recklessly! Doesn't it know that this place is isolated from the outside world, and the natives cannot even Incense Thoughts, so the divine power cannot be replenished; every bit used is a bit less!"
"You don't need to worry about that!"
Qiu Yan's voice came from the side, and then a flash of light appeared. He fell straight down from the sky, raised his hand and grabbed, and divine power surged out, turning into layers of flames that enveloped the smoke and burned it!
"Aaaaaah!"
The smoke screamed, and the consciousness within it hurriedly withdrew and retreated, but Qiu Yan captured and seized it. A glint flashed in his eyes, and his Divine Eye shone. Then, he took several steps and directly passed through the smoke and entered the dense forest!
On the other side, the people of the Lianxi Clan charged outwards, and the two groups finally clashed!
Ping ping bang bang!
Amidst a series of impacts, the Lianxi Clan fought against their enemies, their strength evenly matched. They wielded their bone and wooden clubs as usual, but thanks to the Divine Radiance that enveloped them, their power increased dramatically, making each swing and strike powerful and faster.
Puff! Puff! Puff!
The flint at the tip of the club smashes into the enemy, instantly draining their health bar!
Blood splattered everywhere!
However, some who lacked strength or were a little slow in their attacks were struck by the enemy's clubs. But a flash of green light appeared on their bodies, and only a fraction of the force they had unleashed was retained, leaving them without injuring their bones or muscles.
Gradually, the Lianxi Clan gained the upper hand!
At the top of the stone pillar, Yin Xiao'e also stood up. She glanced at the dense forest that Qiu Yan had disappeared into, then looked away, surveyed the surrounding chaos, pondered for a moment, and shook her head.
"This chaotic battle is completely disorganized. Although the enemy has a numerical advantage, it's only an overall advantage. The balance of power in specific areas can be easily shifted. It's just that these tribespeople are untrained. Oh well..."
Thinking this, a blue light flashed in her eyes, and she also sent out strands of thoughts, which were then poured into the minds of the Lianxi Tribe members.
"Follow my orders..."
A figure flickered deep within the dense forest.
Qiu Yan sped forward, following the direction in which the thought had retreated!
Although his current body is made of flesh and blood, it is essentially the Divine Body of his original self. Divine power surges within his body, flowing endlessly to his legs. His feet shimmer, and with each step, he travels nearly a hundred feet!
Shasha~
The grass and branches swayed, but they could not stop him in the slightest. Wherever he went, wild beasts fled in fright, and birds took flight.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
As Qiu Yan walked through the forest, bursts of rumbling erupted from the sky from time to time. Based on the previous events, Qiu Yan knew that someone else had entered this Land of the Divine Remains through the giant maw of magma.
"This might broaden my horizons."
Thinking to himself, he suddenly slowed down, and a primitive tribe came into his perception.
The houses in this tribe were tall, much larger than those of the Lianxi Clan, but they were lifeless and shrouded in a cold, gloomy atmosphere. There was no sound of insects or birds.
There were indeed some people moving around in the tribe, all of them strong and healthy men. They walked without making a sound, giving Qiu Yan the feeling of ghosts wandering around. Apart from that, there were no old people, no women, and no children, which was completely different from the Lianxi Clan.
"This entire tribe is like a ghost cave; it definitely wasn't formed naturally."
With a sudden thought, his attention focused on a stone pillar.
Also located in the center of the tribe, the pillar is topped with a platform, but it is much longer than the Lianxi Tribe, and a person sits on top of it.
The man was wrapped in a black robe, revealing only a grayish-black face. His face was skin and bones, with deep-set eyes, and at first glance, he looked like a skeleton.
"You actually followed this Divine Sense all the way here." The man in black robes had noticed Qiu Yan and showed no intention of retreating, his words laced with sarcasm.
The thought that Qiu Yan had been following all along turned in mid-air and returned to the black-robed man's aperture.
Then, he shuddered, sat still, and smoke billowed from his eyes, ears, nose and mouth, swirling, gathering and expanding in the air, transforming into a giant skull in the blink of an eye!
"This is... Living Soul?" Qiu Yan stopped and extended his senses, enveloping the huge smoky skull. He caught a familiar aura within it, yet there were many differences.
At the same time, the surrounding trees and bushes suddenly changed, emitting a fishy stench, growing rapidly, filling the space, and in the blink of an eye, trapping him inside.
"Hmph, my tribe has long been surrounded by Black Disc Formation, capable of binding people with death energy. We'll see what you can do then..."
Boom!
Flames soared, burning the rotting trees and grass to ashes. Qiu Yan leaped up and burst out of the flames, shooting towards the top of the stone pillar like an arrow released from a bow!
"You know nothing about this Land of the Divine Remains, and you don't cherish divine power at all. I'm unlucky to have run into you!" The black-robed man's expression changed drastically. "Divine Sense, disperse!"
At a command, the smoky skull disintegrated, splitting into plumes of smoke that scattered throughout the tribe, entering the bodies of many burly men through their eyes, ears, noses, and mouths.
Immediately afterwards, these men experienced a tremendous shock, and their Fate Dao force advanced by leaps and bounds, each one approaching the Foundation Establishment Peak!
Jump! Jump! Jump!
Amidst their surging Qi and Blood, they leaped up one after another, soaring through the air.
In an instant, the air was filled with figures, blocking Qiu Yan's path forward.
In the Lin Zhong, a woman fell from the sky. Before landing, she tumbled in mid-air and landed lightly on the ground. Then, following the sound, she looked towards the figures in mid-air.
The woman was beautiful, but appeared to be in her thirties or forties. Her hair was piled high, and she wore a silk dress and a fiery red cloak. Hwamei Bird perched on her shoulder, and she exuded an air of elegance.
P. S.: Thank you to "Little Grass's Pride" and "Yi Er Da" for the generous donations!