Legendary Clan Chief
Chapter 122 - 122 121 The Gathering Storm_1

122: Chapter 121: The Gathering Storm_1 122: Chapter 121: The Gathering Storm_1 Black Cloud Mountain, an ancient and majestic range that has stood tall atop the barren land since time immemorial, roars between heaven and earth like a winged dragon.

Its sharp arrow-like peaks pierce the vault of heaven, as if to puncture the sky.

The lifeless mountain range with its black rocks is bare and exposed to the air, shrouded by dark clouds around its waist, unseen by the sun in centuries.

Endless wonders lie on its treacherous peaks.

Such a magnificent mountain is but one of many in the vast wilderness.

The wilderness is so vast that no one knows just how large it truly is; even the strongest ones, those who have surpassed human limits, cannot reach the end of this wilderness.

The four corners of this wild expanse, it is said, are upheld by towering peaks.

A gale howls as war cavalry traverse the land.

Under Ding Shan’s guidance, Xiao Chen leads the clan’s warriors through the forest and across rivers, sprinting all the way.

Looking far off at the barren ancient forest, clouds obscure the sun.

From the deep forest comes a dull roar of beasts, thunderous, like a tsunami.

After a day and night of trekking, Xiao Chen arrives at the foot of the Black Cloud Mountain along with the Guardian Clan Soldiers.

This is the second time Xiao Chen has come to the foot of Black Cloud Mountain in several months, and now the Black Mountain Tribe that once inhabited the foot of the mountain has vanished like smoke, reduced to history.

Yet Xiao Chen believes that under his leadership, the Gu Yuan Tribe can still overcome strong enemies, rise from the ashes, and soar into the sky.

Underneath the Black Cloud Mountain, the Xuan She Kui Shui Tribes have not yet arrived.

Xiao Chen immediately orders the scouts to explore a hundred miles ahead, while leaving a few people scattered to stand guard.

The rest of the troops cease marching to rest and recover their strength.

After such a long journey, even the most exceptional martial arts warriors can feel a hint of fatigue.

Despite the day and night’s gallop, with only brief rests, the Gu Yuan warriors remain disciplined, far from negligent.

Each one’s eyes show a touch of exhaustion as they dismount and sit cross-legged on the spot, calming their fluctuating vital energies.

From their bodies continual wisps of murder intent drift.

The grand battle is about to begin, and a storm is coming.

But at this moment Xiao Chen’s heart is calm.

Looking far into the distance, many heroes have lost their way in this beautiful and vast wilderness.

“Chief Ding, proceed as previously planned.

Have all the newly promoted centurion-ranking warriors hide among the warriors of the tribe.

This time, the Xuan She Kui Shui Tribes have joined forces and their army will likely be more than twice the size of my Gu Yuan’s.

Unlike the Black Mountain Tribe, these tribes have a deep-rooted foundation.

Time sometimes represents foundation, it represents the strength of the tribe’s soldiers!”

“My lord, it is said that the Xuan She Kui Shui Tribes have profound foundations and their soldiers outnumber Gu Yuan Tribe by several times.

Furthermore, they far surpass us in both quantity and quality!

It seems today will be a fierce battle!”.

Hearing Ding Shan’s words, without waiting for Xiao Chen to reply, Shi Ya, who stood beside them, opened his bloody mouth and asked, “Chief Ding, why build up others’ morale while demoralizing your own?

True, the Xuan She Kui Shui Tribes are formidable, but our Gu Yuan Tribe is no longer an easy target for others.

More importantly, our tribe’s strength should not be underestimated today!”.

The hot-tempered Shi Ya’s bones clattered in anticipation; he had grown impatient.

“Today, we the men of Gu Yuan will settle new and old scores.

What’s there to be afraid of?

Everyone has a head on their shoulders.

Are the Xuan She Kui Shui Tribes made of Star Pattern Iron?

Or is the saber in the hands of our Gu Yuan warriors not sharp enough to decapitate a man?”.

“That’s right, the despicable Xuan She Kui Shui Tribes may be powerful, but their forces are too scattered.

In today’s battle, the two tribes will not mobilize all their forces.

Some warriors will need to stay in their own tribes to defend, while others will guard the Elemental Stone Vein they took from our tribe.

Therefore, the forces they can gather to fight us will at most be equivalent to ours, or even less.

The only way to completely cripple these two tribes, maybe even absorbing them like the Black Mountain Tribe, is to defeat them one by one.”

Huang Liang’s eyes were filled with undisguised killing intent as he methodically explained his analysis.

Despite this, the others did not exhibit any excitement.

After all, for hundreds of years, the Gu Yuan Tribe had been under the oppressive rule of the two tribes.

They still harbored deep fears towards them.

While the current tribe did possess the power to resist these two tribes, the trauma of the past still lingered.

The only way to be free from their curse was to utterly crush them.

After silently listening to the debate among his men, Xiao Chen did not say anything.

Instead, he silently looked off into the distance, seemingly waiting for the scouts to return.

After a long while, he finally broke the silence, saying, “They are here!”

Scouts sent by the tribe appeared in people’s sight.

Behind them, the horizon was enveloped in a cluster of dark clouds from which emerged a rolling black tide.

The thick aura of death was palpable, surreal, and devilish.

“Chief Ding, prepare for battle!”

Even before Xiao Chen’s order, the tribal soldiers already in rest were rapidly mobilizing.

They tumbled onto their horses and gathered around their respective Centurions, waiting for Xiao Chen’s command.

The Cang Mountain was like a sea, the setting sun blood-red.

Boom!

As thousands of War Soldiers passed by, the ground quaked.

The dense aura of death unified into one, constantly conjuring devilish shadows.

Collapsed stone houses, disordered boulders, blood-stained plants – it was clear how much innocent blood these men had tainted their hands with.

Thousands running at full speed was a sight indeed, wild and destructive like a passing gale across the wilderness.

Everything in its path, whether flora or fauna, was crushed by this dense aura of death into crumbs, without the least resistance.

The momentum was earth-shattering, changing the complexion of countless Gu Yuan Warriors.

“My warriors, the enemy of our Gu Yuan Tribe is right before our eyes.

Are you afraid?

Have you forgotten the humiliations our Tribe has suffered for centuries?

Have you forgotten the supreme honor of being a warrior?”

Voicing out a loud rebuke, Xiao Chen rallied the many warriors thrown off by the gripping atmosphere.

They awakened in shame, feeling humiliated that as Gu Yuan warriors they were scared by their enemies’ momentum.

In their hearts, they vowed to use their war sabers to sever the skulls of their adversaries!

Still a hundred feet apart, the Xuan She Kui Shui Tribes halted at the signal of their tribal leaders.

All eyes turned to Xiao Chen in the middle of their gathering.

A fierce killing intent pierced the void instantly.

Invisible waves of energy exploded between Xiao Chen and the tribal chiefs of the Xuan She Kui Shui Tribes.

Birds were startled into flight in the forest, dry leaves and wasteland grass turned into dust.

Even though it was not winter, everyone felt a chill at the moment, even frost formed on the ground.

The tangible killing intent even created such bizarre specters, affecting the Great Wasteland’s nature.

Boom!

In the void, three flashes of brilliance detonated, immediately dimming everyone’s sight with a dazzling light.

The hot air current voided the earth’s chill, the air twisted slightly, and once again became unbearably hot.

“Ignorant brat, quickly dismount and surrender, to spare your tribe from death!”