Legendary Clan Chief
Chapter 355 - 345 Dragon Fall Ancient City!_1

Chapter 355: Chapter 345 Dragon Fall Ancient City!_1

Five hours later.

Whoosh!

Overcoming the last great mountain, Xiao Chen and his companion entered a flat, open area. A lush, verdant scenery spread out before their eyes. After continuing another ten miles, the rich greenery became all the more evident, stirring Xiao Chen’s spirit.

Amid the vast mountain range, ancient trees intertwined, twisted like a Qiu dragon, brimming with life. The dense primal energy here was at least three to four times thicker than outside the mountain range. What was astonishing was a complete absence of demonic Qi. The oppressive force that reigned in majority of the mountain range seemed to have vanished, making this green oasis a sanctum in a demonic wilderness.

"That’s the ruins of our human tribe’s ancient city!" Queyue Ming pointed towards a black silhouette sprawling across the horizon in the distance and drew a deep breath. Despite hearing numerous tales about the human tribe’s sacred city, experiencing it in person was deeply stirring.

It was colossal!

Before Xiao Chen’s eyes sprawled a giant city that clung to the contours of the mountains, snaking and undulating. Within the city were several ancient mountains. On each mountain, faint traces of pavilions and towers could still be seen. Beneath the mountains, dense layers of stone fortresses and towers lay in ruins.

The walls of the city were broken, the stone houses in ruins. A mountain, several hundred feet tall, had been severed from its base and flattened to ground. The remnants hinted at the grandeur of the city tens of thousands of years ago. A city that encompassed several large mountains, turning them into structures within its premises.

Far in the distance, a section of the city wall, standing thirty feet high, remained intact. Covered with moss, the dilapidated wall was riddled with blades and axe marks. Upon closer look, mottled areas of brown color could be seen. These seemed to be bloodstains left behind from a battle fought millennia ago.

"Milord, the human ancient city used to have thirty-six ancient mountains, each connected by sky bridges, crisscrossing in all directions. But the catastrophic war tens of thousands of years ago resulted in most of these mountains shattering and turning into dust. Now, only a few broken walls remain," reported Queyue Ming.

Now, only nine broken walls, about a hundred feet tall, still stood amidst the ruins of the ancient city. The peaks had been scraped off, leaving only the bases of the mountains. Thick smoke billowed from an ancient mountain in one corner of the ancient city, with visible traces of fire.

The war from countless years ago had been so devastating that it had punctured the entire mountain, reaching an unknown depth underground and causing the earth fire from deep beneath the surface to gush out. Even after all these years, the earth fire continued to burn. In stark contrast, the ancient city was deserted, illustrating just how brutal that war had been. It had obliterated the ancient city and flattened the earth for several feet.

This filled Xiao Chen’s heart with sorrow.

Once upon a time, the city represented the prosperity and blooming fortune of the human tribes. But now, it lay in ruins. Not even a single intact structure could be found.

Only when they truly stepped into the ancient city did they realize its enormity. It could accommodate millions of people without feeling the slightest bit crowded. Although he had seen the ancient city of the Purple Snake Battle Domain in the Underground World, that city was buried underground and only spanned a single human battle tribe. It wasn’t as awe-inspiring as this ancient city, which represented an era when the human tribes dominated millions of miles in the Border Wasteland Region. It belonged to no one battle tribe, but was the sacred land that countless tribes revered.

There was a time when numerous clans paid homage here. It was a sacred place revered by countless humans. A time when flowers bloomed abundantly and human civilization peaked. It was once the starting point to the Great Wasteland Southern Region, but now all this had faded into nothingness.

"Milord, ever since the ancient ancestral Heavy Tower Realm Martial of the Turtle Mountain War Division visited this place a few hundred years ago, there have hardly been any human warriors who have visited the ruins of this ancient city. This place is nothing but a symbol for our people to look up to," explained Queyue Ming.

"Even if a human tribe wanted to establish a new territory and form a clan, they wouldn’t choose this place. The fortune accumulated by the human race over tens of thousands of years, even though it was destroyed, is not something that lowly human tribes can suppress and conquer," he continued.

"It is said that thousands of years ago, the last city lord of this ancient city was a Sub-King level human warrior. Under his command were multiple Divine Marquise and Honorable Experts. Not to mention the numerous Heavy Tower Realm Martial Artist warriors. Despite such a formidable force, they still couldn’t protect our ancient city. The Sub-King is a warrior who is on the brink of stepping into the King Realm. They can use some of the godly tactics of martial arts kings but have not yet become true Supreme Kings," Queyue Ming explained.

"Regarding divine marquis and honorable experts, they are at least warriors of the Heavy Tower Realm Six-fold Heaven. The honorable ones have great strength and are respected wherever they go. The divine marquis are those who have done great meritorious deeds for the human race and earned the title. Notably, it is more difficult to earn the title of divine marquis than that of honorable expert," said Queyue Ming.

All of these seemed distant to Xiao Chen and the Gu Yuan Tribe. The war that took place tens of thousands of years ago had not only demolished the sacred city in the hearts of the human tribes, but also interrupted the path of civilization, the inherited legacy of the human race. Today, the Border Wasteland Region was dominated by Blood Refining Realm warriors, while the Heavy Tower Realm warriors receded into oblivion. Such a scene would have been unimaginable tens of thousands of years ago.

The matters of a tribe can be divided into two categories: sacrifice and war.

Sacrifice is the most important affair for any human tribe. Both tens of thousands of years ago and today, Xiao Chen felt an unusual aura after entering this ancient city. He felt it once before when Mu Qing inherited the Purple Snake Sword — the Inheritance Battle Soldier. It was the fortune bestowed upon the human race.

What puzzled Xiao Chen was that the fortune of the race was elusive and near impossible to grasp. If it weren’t gathered and suppressed by sacrificial artifacts, it would dissipate quickly, returning to the race and fusing with heaven and earth. Yet, there was a faint trace of human fortune here. The only possible explanation was that there were divine objects here, capable of suppressing and gathering the fortune of the race.

Now, Xiao Chen stood in front of an ancient, broken mountain at the center of the ruins of the ancient city. The mountain was merely hundred feet tall now, and the structures originally built atop the mountain had long disappeared into history. But, currently, he could sense a faint aura pulsating from within the mountain.

PS: Update: Two Chapters for today, two more will be released tomorrow morning since I have to go out. Regarding extra Chapters, I will address that when I return.

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