Legendary Clan Chief
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To the Hundred Clans of the Great Wasteland, humans are merely the blood food they speak of, nourishment for evolution and growth, just as Human War Soldiers struggle in the Great Wasteland, viewing the many beasts in the Savage Wilderness Forest as food, having no compassion for the food they consume.

Therefore, slaughtering the human race is nothing more than an ordinary act for them.

“Gather the remains of our warriors!

We, the Human War Soldiers, do not fear death.

I, as the tribal chief, will surely slay the Ghost Tribe that ravages our clan to pay tribute to the spirits of our warriors in heaven!”

A cold gleam burst from Xiao Chen’s eyes.

The abrupt invasion by the Ghost Tribe has now landed the Gu Yuan Tribe in a dilemma.

Over a hundred thousand people are united within the tribe to better resist the attacks of the Exotic Clan.

However, the tribe is now being invaded by enemies, instilling fear in the hearts of the clan members.

If the Ghost Tribe is not identified and eliminated soon, the Gu Yuan Tribe might face the danger of disintegration.

Half an hour later, inside the Tribal Grand Hall.

All the Blood Refining Realm Warriors of the Gu Yuan Tribe are present.

Tonight’s incident has dealt them a heavy blow.

Over the past few months, the tribe’s War Soldiers have swept across ten thousand miles of wilderness, bringing back countless treasure medicines and casting materials, as well as blood foods.

Although rumors have spread throughout the Great Wasteland of Survivors from the Exotic Clan causing havoc, none of them have appeared during this time, which eventually led everyone to let their guard down, providing an opportunity for the Ghost Tribe.

The hall was somewhat dull.

Everyone’s face was solemn, with murderous intent swirling in their eyes.

At their own tribe, right under the nose of dozens of Blood Refining Realm Warriors, thirty soldiers were silently taken by surprise and killed, yet they were completely unaware of the traces of the Ghost Tribe.

This was a direct challenge to the dignity of the Gu Yuan Tribe.

“At present, we are still unable to locate the traces of this Ghost Tribe member, and we don’t know whether the Ghost Tribe has just happened to pass by this place or has a bigger plan!”

The wind is now howling in the Great Wasteland, and remnants of the Hundred Clans are starting to appear.

The Gu Yuan Tribe, located deep within the human territory, is already at the edge of the rear.

It has seen several races from the Hundred Clans reveal themselves, continuously attacking the Human War Tribe.

One can only imagine the situation in the Great Wasteland.

“As for the moment, this Ghost Tribe is hidden, and we, the Gu Yuan Tribe, are exposed.

We can only passively defend ourselves.

Therefore, we should hold our troops in check, strengthen the tribe’s alertness, and wait for this Ghost Tribe member to reveal a weak spot when he comes out for food.” The Grand Elder said in a deep voice.

“Are we just going to sit back and watch this Ghost Tribe member wreak havoc within our clan?

Wouldn’t it be better to lure the snake out of its hole?

I, Que Feng, am willing to be the bait to reveal this Ghost Tribe member!” At this point, the Centurion Que Feng stood up and said loudly.

This time, his led team of a thousand War Soldiers suddenly lost one Centurion, three Sergeants, and several ordinary tribal soldiers.

As a Centurion, how could he not be angry?

These tribal soldiers have become the blood food of the Ghost Tribe members.

Xiao Chen waved his hand, prompting Que Feng to sit down and said, “This is too obvious.

If they are able to bypass everyone’s senses and drain over thirty War Soldiers into desiccated bodies, their strength must not be underestimated, at least of the Blood Refining Realm.

The opponent will definitely notice something wrong!”

After a pause, Xiao Chen continued, “If this Ghost Tribe member has truly come to our Gu Yuan Tribe for food, given his level of cultivation, he will definitely target the tribe’s War Soldiers, Sergeants, Centurions, or even higher-ranking members.

The stronger the warrior, the more valuable their blood essence and the purer their spirit, which greatly benefits their cultivation!”

“In that case, since we can’t pinpoint where this Ghost Tribe member will appear, we should have all the Blood Refining Realm Warriors in the tribe blend into the clanspeople and keep a close watch in secret, making sure he has no chance to escape once he shows up!”

“Yes!”

Immediately, all the Blood Refining Realm Warriors accepted their orders to leave the Grand Hall.

Their figures flickered as they dispersed in different directions within the tribe, disappearing in a moment.

Upon stepping out of the Grand Hall, Xiao Chen couldn’t help but look up at the sky.

Despite the moon hanging high above, it was shrouded in a layer of haze.

As the leader of a tribe, he must consider everything comprehensively and carefully.

The actual reason behind this sudden arrival of the Ghost Tribe is unclear.

Each of the Hundred Clans of the Great Wasteland has its own long inheritance history and the Ghost Tribe is one of the major clans among them.

These dark specters even predate the human race in their lineage.

Any species that could withstand the baptism of time and still exist till today is certainly not simple.

However, Xiao Chen’s eyes were once again filled with a frigid gleam, piercing through the air before him.

No matter how complicated the Hundred Clans were and how profound their historical backgrounds were, since they have provoked Xiao Chen, he would show no mercy.

Some grudges have to be paid in blood.

More than a hundred thousand clanspeople were startled that night, even a hint of fear permeated the air.

An unknown enemy always strikes more terror into the heart.

Finally, dawn arrived and the terrifying night passed.

The Ghost Tribe member did not reappear, seeming to have retreated after having their fill of blood food.

Yet, the Gu Yuan Tribe did not dare to take this situation lightly.

Below the tribe’s Stone Tower, a bonfire was burning.

A stack of firewood was stacked up and on top of it, dozens of people were twisting in the flames.

The human flesh devoid of blood essence didn’t last long in the cremation, and quickly turned into ashes.

Their vitality had long since vanished, never to be revived.