In the blink of an eye.
Several more years had passed.
Xuanyuan, Shaoyang, and Limu were now strapping men of eighteen.
Over these years, the three had torn tigers and leopards apart with their bare hands and shouldered the might of savage elephants, becoming the strongest warriors in the entire Youxiong Clan.
Meanwhile, across the wild lands of the Great River Basin.
The tribes descended further into chaos.
Tribes attacked one another, plundering each other's resources and people. Some grew ever stronger as a result, while others gradually died out.
And in the distant, untamed lands of the south, a powerful tribe was rising at the same time.
They had invented bronze smelting and forged bronze weapons to wage war in every direction. Victorious in every battle, conquering every foe, they were gradually approaching the conquest of the entire southern wilderness.
This worried Di Yuwang, the ninth Shennong, immensely, but the tribes of the wilderness no longer obeyed the commands of his Shennong Clan.
Although he too was a cultivator, he was not particularly powerful and lacked the first Shennong's strength to stand against ten thousand men.
Besides, the other tribes of the wilderness were not without supernatural powers of their own.
And in this age, the most powerful supernatural warrior was Chiyou, the leader of a mighty tribe in the southern wilderness.
The tribe Chiyou belonged to was also the very tribe on the verge of conquering the southern lands.
Rumor had it.
Not only was Chiyou himself powerful, but he also had the aid of numerous divine beasts and supernatural warriors.
This made them far, far stronger than the Shennong Tribe.
If the tribes of the Shennong Clan's lineage did not unite to face the threat from the south, the position of overlord of the Human Race might