Intent Reached the Vast Earth, Eyes Beheld Antiquity

When Qiu Yan returned to the Lianxi Tribe, the first thing he saw was another burly man.

These people lay motionless on the ground and in the grass, lifeless, some with bruises on their bodies, others covered in blood.

A large number of young men and boys from the Lianxi Clan gathered around, and they cheered as soon as they saw Qiu Yan return.

Qiu Yan nodded and walked into the tribe, where he could see the Totem Pillar in the center of the village from afar.

This stone pillar has grown three times larger than before!

"In tribal warfare, the Totem Pillar of the defeated side seem to fly to the victor's tribe on their own, merging into one another."

With this thought flashing through his mind, Qiu Yan stepped on the Totem Pillar. There he saw Yin Xiao'e sitting on the stone chair.

In an instant, an aura of law and killing intent rose from Yin Xiao'e's body.

"Hmm?" Qiu Yan focused his attention on the investigation, but the aura had vanished again. "This situation seems familiar."

Across from her, Yin Xiao'e stood up and came to greet her.

Next, Qiu Yan told Yin Xiao'e the information he had obtained from the man in the black robe, as well as his own guesses.

After listening, Yin Xiao'e frowned. "Since we're going to use Totem Pillar to ascend to heaven, there's bound to be competition, and we'll inevitably have to compete with others." There was a hint of eagerness in her tone.

"That's right. Besides those who came in this time, there are quite a few people who entered before and have been staying here ever since. We must be careful." At this point, Qiu Yan suddenly asked, "Do you know when the ruins were last opened?"

"I don't know the exact date," Yin Xiao'e replied, "It happened before the previous dynasty was overthrown."

Qiu Yan pondered for a moment, then said, "The previous dynasty lasted for nearly three hundred years and collapsed more than eighty years ago. That means that at least some people have stayed here for a hundred years, or even longer. In a hundred years, neither gods nor cultivators can replenish their strength, and their power has been diminished. For example, that man in black robes only used the people in the Lin Zhong as his fighting force, which is their disadvantage. But having stayed here for so long and being familiar with this place is their advantage."

As he spoke, his gaze fell upon the group of unconscious men on the outskirts of the tribe. "These people are clearly dead, so why are they still being driven?"

Yin Xiao'e replied, "They were subjected to a spell that dispersed their souls and reversed their life and death, which is why their physical bodies became even stronger after death, approaching the Foundation Establishment Peak."

Qiu Yan simply shook his head upon hearing this.

"Having experienced today's events, we now know where our goal lies. We must make a good plan, but for now, we must be down-to-earth and patient," Qiu Yan said, standing side by side with Yin Xiao'e, gazing into the distance.

At the edge of their vision stood a towering stone pillar that seemed to reach into the clouds.

Totem Pillar.

Yin Xiao'e was also watching when she spoke up, "That Totem Pillar belongs to the Yuantou Tribe. According to the elders of the Lianxi Tribe, the Heavenly Gods who picked the sun descended there back then, and traces of that Heavenly Gods are still visible to this day. Moreover, the Heavenly Gods who is currently in charge of the tribe is also exceptionally powerful."

"You can guess some things just by looking at the height of this Totem Pillar."

Qiu Yan said, then looked away.

"Compared to others, my greatest advantage is my ability to communicate with the outside world and receive divine power. So what I need to do now is accumulate strength, wait for the right opportunity, and at the same time, try to test the waters..."

In the days that followed, the Lianxi Clan expanded rapidly.

One after another, flint weapons were manufactured to arm the tribes;

Several edible plants were identified and sown.

Most importantly, they mastered the ability to make Fire Seed, which attracted scattered tribesmen from nearby areas who did not have Totem Pillar to come and join them.

During this period, the Lianxi Clan fought against four totem tribes. Relying on the polishing of stone tools and the unified command of Yin Xiao'e, the Lianxi Clan finally won, gained a large number of slaves, and the tribe became increasingly powerful!

Two of the four tribes had cultivators in charge. One Fate Dao a cultivator at the Soul Tempering Peak, who wisely gave up when he saw that he was no match for Qiu Yan and escaped using the method of disintegration. The other was a cultivator of the Divine Soul, who originally came to Qiu Yan to ambush him, but was instead captured by the Classics Section Bookshelf and suppressed.

On the other hand, under Qiu Yan's guidance, a social division of labor emerged in the Lianxi Tribe. Women showed signs of moving away from hunting and gathering and began to try engaging in production and farming. However, they did not completely abandon armed forces and still participated in training.

Yin Xiao'e then established a training method for the Lianxi Clan. The people in this world are much stronger than those outside. Even without cultivation, as long as they reach adulthood, their combat strength will be close to the Foundation Establishment Realm, and some even surpass it. With a little training and polishing, they can often break through. Among them, there was even a young man who comprehended the Hidden Force.

Thus, according to tribal tradition, this young man named "Shao Jing" became the new tribal leader of the Lianxi Clan.

Every night, after the Lianxi Tribe finished hunting, the people would gather around the campfire, led by their elders, to worship and pray to the Totem Pillar.

"Fire! Fire! Fire!"

Many tribespeople sang and danced, skinned and gutted some of the hunted animals, skewered them with wooden sticks, roasted them over a campfire, and then distributed them among the people.

At this time, there was no concept of private ownership; all prey belonged to the tribe and was distributed uniformly, without distinction of quantity.

On the Totem Pillar, Qiu Yan and Yin Xiao'e sat on stone chairs, gazing at the towering stone pillar in the distance.

Even now, the Totem Pillar of the Lianxi Tribe has nearly doubled in height, but it is still far inferior to the one in the distance.

"At the current rate of expansion of the Lianxi Tribe, it won't be long before they clash with that tribe called 'Original Die Clan'," Yin Xiao'e said, while sensing the slight changes in her body.

Beside him, Qiu Yan half-closed his eyes, his gaze flickering as if flames and earth were flowing within them.

Hearing Yin Xiao'e's words, he didn't respond immediately. Instead, he paused, took a deep breath, and withdrew his senses from the ground and along the Totem Pillar. Then, as if waking from a dream, he turned his head and said, "Judging from the information I've gathered these past few days, this Original Die Clan is no ordinary person. They've even issued many decrees to restrain numerous cultivators and deities, giving them a bit of a commanding presence."

Yin Xiao'e nodded, then seemed to sense something. "Your aura has been changing more and more drastically these past few days. Have you made some progress?"

"I did gain something," Qiu Yan glanced at Yin Xiao'e, "And you did too?"

"Not bad! Even if we don't find the remains in the end, we won't leave empty-handed. Once we've digested the lessons learned over the past few days, it will greatly benefit our Divine Path." As Yin Xiao'e spoke, a hint of murderous intent flickered in her clear black and white eyes.

Qiu Yan nodded and pointed below. "Actually, for me, the gains from the Divine Path are one aspect, but other gains are equally significant. Ancient texts record the grandeur of the reigns of High Antiquity sage emperors, their reigns described as magnificent, sublime, and idealistic. The common sayings of 'the world belongs to all' and 'the emperor abdicates' are remarkably similar to the current situation. To witness these things is enough to make this trip worthwhile..."

As he spoke, scenes he had witnessed while guiding the Lianxi Tribe over the past few days flashed through his mind, and simultaneously flowed through the mind of his scholar clone.

At this moment, the clone of the monk, who was in the post station, naturally felt the same way. He seized a bit of Spiritual Light, so he asked for pen and ink from there. He spread them out on the desk in the corner, ground the ink, and pondered deeply. After a while, he finally put pen to paper.

With that stroke, an aura of vastness immediately arose from him!

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