Descent!

Rumble!

As soon as the words were spoken, the dark clouds surged, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and a series of explosions echoed. A short while later, a voice from the clouds shouted, "Good! Good! Good! I wondered where you'd been all this time; I never imagined you'd been working as someone's watchdogs! I, Luo He, will remember this grudge! We'll see!"

As the words were spoken, the dark cloud was completely gone, the cloud dissipated, and then a strong ripple spread out, emanating three balls of light. Then, it changed direction and rushed towards the horizon.

In the Land of the Divine Remains, even gods cannot fly; at most, they can levitate temporarily through various means. This dark cloud is a Law Treasure that allows it to float, albeit at a considerable speed.

Upon seeing this, the three beams of light ceased their pursuit, instead descending to the ground and disappearing without a trace.

The change happened suddenly and quickly; before the cheers among the prisoners had subsided and the smiles of the cheerers had even frozen, the dark clouds in the sky had already moved away.

That dark cloud was none other than the Heavenly Gods of the Devouring Martial Tribe. He had come with great momentum, but in the blink of an eye, he was defeated and fled in panic.

Even someone with poor comprehension could tell that the three beams of light were three Heavenly Gods, and judging from the words coming from the dark clouds, these three Heavenly Gods were the "gatekeepers" of the Lianxi Tribe, who had been subdued!

"A tribe actually has Heavenly Gods protecting it!"

These Beyond Heaven, though called Heavenly Gods, viewed the tribespeople as mere servants; they had never received genuine Heavenly Gods protection.

But now, this Lianxi Tribe...

Thinking of this, the prisoners' gazes returned to the statue, but this time, their eyes revealed fear, envy, and longing.

At this moment, Shao Jing seized the opportunity and said, "You have all heard me clearly. You have all seen what happened just now. There are still some differing opinions within our Lianxi Tribe regarding recruiting subordinates. Delay could lead to unforeseen changes. If we do not make a decision soon, we may regret it later."

He, however, took advantage of everything the Huo Zhu had done to put pressure on the prisoners.

"I, Suke Tribe, am willing to submit to Lianxi and serve the Great God of Lianxi!"

Suddenly, the blood-soaked boy stood up and spoke loudly, completely disregarding the stares of those around him.

Shao Jing looked in the direction of the voice, nodded, then turned and ordered, "Go, untie him..."

With someone taking the lead, the rest fell into place, and before long, the prisoners all expressed their willingness to surrender.

They were the elite in their own tribes, leading dozens or even hundreds of people. But by submitting to Lianxi, they became ordinary members, or even subordinate tribespeople, and were often forced to fight on the front lines. However, it was still better than becoming slaves. Moreover, the Lianxi Tribe was protected by the Heavenly Gods, who believed that the Heavenly Gods might even possess Divine Ability powers. This held great appeal for them.

Seeing the scene before him, Shao Jing felt relieved and turned to look at the statue. His thoughts were in turmoil.

"The Huo Zhu faction is about to rise, and I must be prepared to prevent any disaster."

In this Lin Zhong, no tribe can expand indefinitely because resources are limited and productivity is low, making it impossible to support a large population. Therefore, when a tribe grows to a certain size, it often has to split off a portion to establish a new tribe. The Lianxi Tribe had experienced this before.

Tribal division meant that the Totem Pillar could not be divided in two, resulting in many weak tribes without Totem Pillar, living in constant fear. For the Lianxi Tribe today, the Totem Pillar is secondary; the most important thing is this statue.

"Once the tribe splits, disputes over the idols are bound to arise..."

Shaking his head, Shao Jing withdrew his gaze, reaffirming his resolve.

On the other side, the dispelled dark cloud sped away, and the higher it flew, the thinner the cloud became, gradually revealing the figures within.

This was a blue-clad man wearing a straight robe and carrying a long sword. He had an ordinary face, a dark aura between his brows, and a flickering Heart Fire in his eyes. He also had a wound on his body, which was covered in blood.

This person's name is Luo He, and he is a cultivator specializing in Divine Soul cultivation.

"I never imagined that a newly emerging tribe would have two cultivators and a deity protecting them, and that there was another deity behind them!"

The man's face was filled with hatred, and his wounds healed rapidly, but this consumed what little Heart Fire remained in his heart.

The Land of the Divine Remains has no replenishment; every bit used is a bit less.

"Now that we've lost our foundation and suffered heavy losses, we'll get our revenge sooner or later! But right now, that tribe has gathered too much power and may very well replace the Original Dice Tribe as the overlord of this forest. I must temporarily avoid their sharp edge and plan for the long term. That Elder Shi Yazi and now that he's enslaved, we must be wary of him."

The original rulers of this forest were the Original Dice Tribe, whose Totem Pillar soared into the sky, suppressing the region and establishing the rules.

However, with the departure of Dong Grand Preceptor and the complete annihilation of the Original Dice Tribe, a power vacuum was created in this forest, which led some people to have designs on it, and Luo He was one of them.

His trip was actually to compete for the qualification, but when he returned, he found that his tribe had been attacked, his camp destroyed, and all his servants gone. He was furious and went to the place where he had been contacted, but he was defeated and fled in panic.

"The Land of the Divine Remains is quite vast, and this forest is only a small part of it. I might as well move to another part and start developing it anew, which would also prevent those three from seeking revenge."

While he was thinking, Luo He's wounds had healed. He arrived at the edge of a lake, and without slowing down, he rushed straight into the lake and dived down.

At the bottom of the water, the fish gave way, and in no time, Luo He reached the bottom.

Deep within, there was a deep ravine, pitch black and devoid of light, with whirlpools extending out from it like an underwater tornado.

Luo He wasn't surprised. He leaped into the swirling water and was pulled down into the ditch. Before long, he reached the bottom of the ditch.

"Fortunately, I was prepared and found this weak point in the space. As long as I sacrifice a thousand people, I can gather enough power to move me out!"

It was pitch black all around, making it difficult even for cultivators to see. However, by using their senses, they could detect tiny cracks, as if they had appeared out of thin air and were floating in the air.

"This area is riddled with spatial rifts, making it an ideal location for teleportation Dao Arts! I'll set up the altar here first, and then go out to capture them."

He discovered this place by chance during a fight while trying to escape being hunted down, and he never mentioned it to anyone.

As Luo He was pondering this, a sudden thought struck him, and a strong sense of alarm rose within him!

But before he could even react, the cracks in the air around him began to extend, creaking and spreading rapidly!

Then...

Boom!

Space shattered, Luo He groaned. His body felt as if it had been pierced by a thousand arrows, constantly blooming with blood. His skin was torn and his flesh was torn open, and he was sent flying by the impact!

Suddenly, the water flowed rapidly!

Several shimmering figures appeared out of thin air in the flowing water.

These lights were initially very bright, but then dimmed, suppressed to the surface by the mysterious power of the Land of the Divine Remains.

"Where is this? Hmm? Our Divine Body are spontaneously transforming into flesh and blood!"

The speaker was handsome, dressed in a yellow robe, with black hair flowing over his shoulders, and a long sword strapped to his back.

"Not only that, but contact with Xinmin has been severed." Behind this man was a slightly shorter man with a large beard, holding a long knife, who was intently sensing the situation.

"This is a Grotto-Heaven Spirit Land." A cold voice rang out. The speaker was a woman dressed as a lady, with a red thread wrapped around her wrist. She had delicate features, but her eyes were as cold as ice, without the slightest fluctuation.

Then, another voice rang out.

"Grotto-Heaven Spirit Land? What a wonderful place! The fact that they let us in so easily means it's unclaimed. If we can find the remains, that would be incredible!"

The voice was slightly childish, and the speaker was a young child wearing a bib with his arms and legs exposed. He was chubby and fair-skinned, but his expression showed no trace of childishness; his eyes revealed a sense of vicissitude.

"Don't think about useless things," the last person spoke, an old woman with a hoarse, low voice. "The five of us were just bait to lure the pursuers away. It's already a miracle we escaped by accident; how can we ask for more? Besides, these Grotto-Heaven Spirit Land were created by powerful beings. Even if they perish, they will leave behind contingencies. We cannot be careless."

The bearded man nodded and said, "Grandma is right. In my opinion, we should rest here for a few years and then find a place to leave, so as not to be caught by the pursuers. Besides, this place is isolated from the world and we can't gather the People's Wishes. If this continues, the Divine Rank will inevitably decline."

"Hmm, that makes sense," the child smiled slightly, "But we can't generalize. If this unclaimed land has native inhabitants, whether human or demon, as long as it develops, it will be a considerable gain. Hmm? There's a cultivator here. It looks like he was hit by a spatial fragment when we teleported. He's on the verge of death, but he's not dead after all. It's good to learn about this place."

As soon as he finished speaking, the child raised his hand and grabbed Luo He, who was not far away.

At this moment, Luo He was covered in blood, his skin torn and bleeding. He was originally a cultivator of the Divine Soul, and his soul and thoughts were still intact, but his consciousness was left behind by the impact. This shows the power of those spatial fragments.

After being grabbed by the toddler, Luo He offered no resistance and was immediately seized by the head.

Sizzle!

The next moment, his whole body convulsed, blood flowed freely, and his flesh withered, but his consciousness suddenly returned. His eyes flickered, his Heart Fire pounded, and he tried to struggle, but the bearded man next to him slapped his hand, suppressing his Divine Soul!

After a long while, Luo He's life force and vitality completely dissipated, and his entire body became completely silent. However, the child who was holding his head showed a look of joy, even ecstasy, on his face!

"There are people! There are people! This should be a Spirit Land! It is said to be the Ancient God's Remains, extremely large, at least ten thousand years old. It is very likely that it really is the remains of Ancient Gods, and there is civilization within it, with tribes already appearing, and primitive rituals!"

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the others changed, and all of them except the woman showed joy!

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