Legendary Clan Chief
Chapter 195 - 195 191 Illusion!_1

195: Chapter 191 Illusion!_1 195: Chapter 191 Illusion!_1 An intangible aura, seemingly spanning across ancient times, pervaded from all directions of the Great Hall.

Perhaps due to the erosion of many ancient years, this aura made Xiao Chen feel a trace of decay and rot, even presenting a tendency to disintegrate.

However, even this crumbling aura made Xiao Chen feel a sense of pressure potent enough to suppress a warrior at the peak of the Blood Refining Realm.

The invisible spiritual storm caused the space in the Great Hall to collapse, and the intangible aura left him with no strength to resist.

His entire body had been suppressed on the earth at this moment.

His accomplishment at the peak of the Blood Refining Realm mid-term had turned into nothing.

It became entirely useless.

An invisible wave deeply stirred his spirit, causing a loud explosion and plunging him into a state of confusion; he lost track of the passage of time.

The space within his spirit kept collapsing and merging, creating an overlapping image of a tragic scene in his mind.

Wooooo!

In the scene, an elder in a purple robe, wearing a luli crown, stood alone at the top of a tall stone tower a hundred feet high.

In his hand, a purple war horn shone brightly.

The sound of this horn echoed like thunder, resonating mournfully throughout the entire tribe, even tearing through the endless void, reaching the nine heavens.

Underneath his feet, the earth rumbled in breakage, collapsing giant stones, falling as dust.

Below the stone tower, burly figures sat cross-legged.

Countless tribespeople faced the high tower and knelt in sincere worship.

At this moment, regardless of men, women, old and young, their eyes showed firm determination without any shred of withdrawal.

They did not cry.

Only steadfast determination to die showed in their eyes.

Beyond the tribe, the vast land was under a total dark crush.

They were the infinite alien race, pressing menacingly toward the tribe, showing traces of brutality and bloodlust.

Ultimately, the sound of the war horn ceased.

Looking at the alien race that had already rushed up to kill, the Purple Snake Venerable atop the stone tower radiated a brilliant red light in front of him.

He saw him making a cut across his chest with his hand, a bloody mouth appeared, and blood essence rushed out from his vehement heart.

This blood essence from his heart emitted a dim purple and gold radiance.

This was the essence of a warrior’s body, each drop being exceptionally precious.

A warrior’s excessive blood loss could even pose a risk to one’s life.

However, the Purple Robe Venerable did not stop.

One drop, two drops…..fifty drops…..

His originally straight body suddenly aged.

What was once a smooth jade-like figure had slowly dissipated.

Now, his whole body’s essence was drained, his temples turned as white as snow, but his face showed no hint of shock.

“Purple Snake Clan, gather the blood of our clan, rise the grand formation, so that the next generations would no longer become blood food for these alien races, let us send off these damned alien races!”

“For the sake of the human race, without regret, send off these damned alien races!”

Subsequently, the whole tribe roared out loud.

Boom!

Immediately, below the Purple Snake Venerable, the entire tribe burst into vigorous blood essence of varying strengths.

Every person of the tribe was roaring, regardless of men or women, old or young.

They cut open their chests, bursting out all the blood essence in their bodies.

The tribespeople of lower strength, at the moment when their heart’s blood left their bodies, had already fallen to the ground, breathless, lying in blood.

However, they still wore a smile.

They had no regrets!

Heart’s blood from hundreds of thousands of tribespeople converged in mid-air, dyeing the sky of the entire tribe in a bloody red color.

Countless drops of blood essence fused instantly into a massive column, a luminous, bright red.

Boom!

At this moment, the already ancient-looking Purple Snake Venerable atop the stone tower issued another roar.

From the still unhealed chest wound, another drop of purple and gold blood essence the size of a baby’s fist flew out, surrounded by a wreath of purple qi, even pulsating!

Suddenly, the fist-sized purple blood clashed violently with that column of bloody red essence.

“With the blood essence of hundreds of thousands of people from our Purple Snake Battle Division as a guide, activate the ancient and unparalleled sealing array, burying the Monster Beast Race and the Endless Dark Land underneath.

Protect the human race’s inheritance forever.

Even if the Purple Snake Battle Division is severed, there will be no regrets!”

Boom!

The world was filled with a blood-colored light!

At this moment, Xiao Chen could no longer discern whether he was in the ancient past or lost in this endless void.

Despite this only being an illusion from ten thousand years ago, he could still sense the poignant scenes- a tribe offering a blood sacrifice, a tribe gallantly dying for righteousness.

Even at this moment, he could sense the unity of this ancient tribe’s people from ten thousand years ago.

Hundreds of thousands of tribespeople dying for righteousness together, protecting the human descendants’ legacy from being severed.

Who says we have no clothes?

I share my robe with thee.

An ancient horn resounded.

Who says we have no clothes?

I share my hatred with thee.

Blood stained the expedition in heaven and earth.

At this moment, Xiao Chen seemed to have entered a vacuum, devoid of any sound.

Endless blood colored his field of vision.

The next instant, a ray of sword light tore apart the bloody red heavenly curtain.

Xiao Chen opened his eyes and was greeted by a completely different scene.

What was once a bustling vibrant land had turned into a desolate wasteland, buried under the endless barren soil.

There were no more menacing Monster Beast Races that once dominated the terrain, no more skyscraping red blood, everything seemed to have already been buried by time.

“Magnificent Human Race, blood staining the Great Wasteland, the beginning of the bloodline’s existence, together they set off for desolation, tribe’s blood sacrifice, the tribe’s bloodline severed, blood staining the burnt earth, lonely soul dims, without a ceremony, Bai Zhan didn’t die, Human Race didn’t perish.

How mighty, how tragic it is!”

At this moment, his mind was suddenly filled with this old voice.

He recognized this voice- it was the one he heard moments ago, traversing the ten thousand years.

However, the once robust and vigorous voice seemed to have been worn out by time, becoming somewhat weak and trembling!

After a long while, Xiao Chen finally woke up from these endless memories, not knowing when a trace of moisture had escaped his eyes.

Across the boundless years, the human race was undying in countless battles, with azure blood staining the blue sky, fighting across the Eight Desolate Lands, never retreating and without regret.

The unending wars lasted for countless years, all to protect the land of survival occupied by the ancestors, the achievements were as bright as the sun and the moon, how could the ancestors’ blood be shed in vain?

They had died in loneliness, with no one to worship, becoming solitary ghosts.

This also explained why after ransacking the wealth left behind by the Purple Snake Tribe, Xiao Chen visited the Great Hall to pay homage to these ancestors who had died for the sake of passing down the human race.

However, what had happened afterward was beyond his expectation.

Then, Xiao Chen noticed that the unseen aura that had previously been overbearing on his body had vanished unexpectedly.

The combat qi which was initially restrained in his body had also started to operate.

His taut body could now move freely too.

He gently suppressed the trace of sorrow in his mind and slowly opened his eyes, but what came into view was an ancient face.

A figure donned in a purple robe, with a luli crown on his head, stood right in front of him.

Even the beaded curtain on the luli crown was leaning close to his face.

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