Legendary Clan Chief
Chapter 479 - 464 Crossing the Tribulation of Turtle Mountain, Leaving Calmly!_1

Chapter 479: Chapter 464 Crossing the Tribulation of Turtle Mountain, Leaving Calmly!_1

[Seeking Subscriptions, Monthly Tickets, Recommendations]The united camp of war masters exudes a powerful aura to the sky. The gathering of two hundred thousand war soldiers creates an oppressive killing vibe that even the demons and gods would avoid.

Boom!

The towering five-story high fortress gate is opened, and a team of hundreds of war masters rush out. They disappear into the deep depths of the desolate ancient forest in no time.

"Bloodwood, Lin Quan, and those from the Red Snow Battle Division sure are lucky. They inexplicably encountered a solitary division of a thousand war masters yesterday, two thousand miles away. It included two early-stage Blood Refining Realm Martial Artists. Not to mention the resources this division had, just wiping out this division alone allowed them to exchange three Martial Arts Great Pills from the Gu Yuan Battle Division!"

"Yesterday, I accidentally passed by the main army camp and saw the chiefs of Bloodwood and the other two tribes walking excitedly out of the camp, holding a white jade bottle in their hands. I suppose that’s where the Martial Arts Great Pills are!"

"Yes, three Martial Arts Great Pills are equivalent to three Blood Refining Realm Warriors!"

"Too bad, this kind of hunting can only be done for one day today. Tomorrow, the war masters will set out, and the central conquest of the territory will begin!"

The war soldiers in the base camp watched in envy as the war masters roared off, disappearing into the distance.

"Humph, don’t think they’ve achieved a great harvest. These three tribes have also incurred huge losses. The war masters involved in the siege have lost more than half of their numbers!"

"So what! The Blood Refining Realm Warriors are the backbone of our low-grade battle divisions, supporting our tribe’s proliferation and vitality. Even if we lose more than half of our ordinary war masters, as long as we can exchange them for one Blood Refining Realm Warrior for our tribe, it’s worth it!"

Hearing this, the originally noisy crowd suddenly quieted. This unknown soldier from some tribe had spoken the heart’s desire of each lower-grade Battle Division. They didn’t have high-level techniques or abundant assets. Some tribes even found it hard to foster a Blood Refining Realm Warrior even if they exhausted all their resources. Now that they had such an opportunity, even if they had to pay with the lives of the soldiers, they would spare no effort.

In the central camp, a smaller tent was erected next to the main tent, guarded by four warriors dressed in red fire rhinoceros armor. Even within their own camp, the four warriors were serious and their piercing eyes emitted a powerful aura.

Only Xiao Chen had the privilege of being guarded by four Blood Refining Realm Warriors in the large camp.

Inside the tent.

Xiao Chen was sitting cross-legged on a white tiger skin. Beside him, Tian Ma was lying on the ground, with its golden wings spread out, covering its whole body as if it was taking a nap. In front of it, several white jade bottles were scattered around, all of which were empty.

Xiao Chen was in the Towering Realm of Martial Arts Nine. Normally, if resources were abundant, and the body constitution could withstand the erosion of violent combat Qi, he could jump straight to the Ninth Heaven of the Towering Realm.

Therefore, in the Great Wasteland, some exceptionally talented warriors usually suppress their cultivation in the Blood Refining Realm, and when they break into the Towering Realm, they skyrocket. However, this is just under ideal conditions. Resources, techniques, and talents all have a large impact on warriors.

At this moment, Xiao Chen had already reached the peak of the first heaven of the Towering Realm. He had also condensed the Martial Arts God Technique at the first level of the Towering Realm and could initiate Thunder Tribulation at any time to break into the second level of the Towering Realm.

Furthermore, Xiao Chen estimated that due to the aggregation of the Bronze Battle Body, he should not encounter any major problems in advancing his cultivation rapidly until he reached the Fourth Heaven of the Towering Realm. The key was the acquisition of cultivation resources and the condensation of the Martial Arts God Techniques.

Phew!

Exhaling a murky breath, Xiao Chen roused from his meditation, gently tapped the Pegasus to wake it, and then walked out of the tent.

The awakened Pegasus glanced at Xiao Chen’s retreating back, rolled its eyes, seemingly dissatisfied with Xiao Chen for interrupting its rest. A spark shot from its nostrils, melting the white jade bottle in front of it, then it rose and followed in Xiao Chen’s footsteps, leaving the large tent.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, a powerful aura enveloped the entire camp. The strong vital energy was like a fierce sun, radiating in all directions!

In the next moment, Pegasus took off, disappearing into the depths of the Desolate Ancient Forest amid the envy and awe of countless people.

The Turtle Mountain War Division!

At this moment, The odd-terrain hat-shaped ancient mountain within the Turtle Mountain War Division had become a huge camp for the war masters. To resist the siege of the Ancient Yuan Battle Division, more than twenty human war divisions had all crammed into the Turtle Mountain War Division.

Luckily, the Turtle Mountain War Division covered a hundred square miles, enough to accommodate a million people. This moment, nearly 300,000 war Masters from various clans had formed the outermost layer of the campsite. That was almost all the mobilizable warriors; they had all been drafted.

The old men with declining vitality, the young men who had just embarked on the path of cultivation, all had been mobilized, regardless of the risk of draining the swamp to fish, fully revealing the groundwork of their entire tribe. They also understood that if they lost this battle, they would be swept into the dust of history completely. Thus, they were unwilling to concede and aimed to stake their survival.

Thirty miles away from the Turtle Mountain War Division.

A streak of golden light whisked through the void. As the flame dissipated, there unveiled the figure of none other than Xiao Chen.

In the void, Xiao Chen looked into the mountains at the Turtle Mountain War Division from afar. The whole division was filled with noise and disorder, such chaos perhaps stemmed from the panic brought about by the Ancient Yuan War Masters’ pressured invasion. The entire mountain city appeared chaotic in Xiao Chen’s eyes.

With a sudden motion, Xiao Chen grabbed at the void, and the Dark Blood War Spear appeared in his hand. The Dark Blood War Spear that Xiao Chen had now infused with Azure Blood Divine Gold had become a human body war soldier; it could be merged into the warrior’s body for nourishment. Its original lost spirituality gradually revived. Now it sensed Xiao Chen’s heart, it vibrated and rose, revealing a divine aura.

Boom!

In the next moment, Xiao Chen threw the war spear. Piercing through the air, it soared skyward, turning into a ten-foot long figure in mid-air. Like a bolt of black lightning striking through the void, it disappeared in an instant.

Thirty miles away, at the gate of the Turtle Mountain War Division, a group of about a thousand war soldiers was guarding. Along the two sides of the ancient mountain, hundred of human corpses had been added over the past few days.

The entire Turtle Mountain village was now at war readiness. In the abruptness at the mountain gate, the air started to thicken, feeling as though it was a swamp. A heavy pressure weighed on the warriors.

"No good! A mighty enemy is attacking, quickly inform the tribe leader!"

A platoon leader finally noticed something was amiss, but it was too late. Their eyes widened and showed shock. Above them in the sky, a shooting star was falling towards the mountain gate at a terrific speed, crossing several miles in the blink of an eye.

"No!"

Screams rang out one after another. The war spear pierced through the void and plunged into the mountain gate.

Boom!

The entire mountain gate blasted apart, with two ancient mountains that stood several tens of feet high turning into a spray of chaotic stones. Among them, numerous severed human limbs were scattered about, belonging to the Guard War Masters who had been tasked with defending the mountain gate.

"Damn it!"

"Who the hell dares to act wildly in our Turtle Mountain Battle Division? I will tear him limb from limb!"

The explosive sounds drove the warriors in the mountain city into a rage. They all rushed into the sky, eager to see who was daring enough to cause such destruction.

At this point, as the dust settled and the sun’s rays appeared from the distant sky, the golden flame appeared just outside the mountain city in the blink of an eye!

"Xiao Chen!"

"It’s actually you!"

Ao Kui, the grim-faced head of the Turtle Mountain Battle Division, glared at the green figure in front of him, his eyes filled with deadly intentions.

"That’s Xiao Chen!"

Many below, looking at the void, were immediately aware of the identity of the culprit who had destroyed the mountain gate.

"Xiao Chen, you have some nerve! Turtle Mountain has yet to take action against your Gu Yuan, and yet you dare to invade Turtle Mountain. It’s just as well, today will be the day of your death!"

Unaffected by Ao Kui’s murderous intent, Xiao Chen viewed Ao Kui with indifference. At this moment, the two were no longer on the same level. Ao Kui was as insignificant to him as an ant under the foot of a towering giant.

"I heard that Turtle Mountain has a stubborn old man who’s on his deathbed, refusing to leave the Desolate Wilds and reincarnate. As the head of my people, I came here today to send him on his way!"

Xiao Chen looked towards the ancient mountain in the center of the mountain city as he spoke calmly.

"Such a sharp-tongued child."

The next instant, a figure in a black robe appeared on top of the ancient mountain. Step by step, he walked across the sky and arrived at the same altitude as Xiao Chen. He looked at Xiao Chen with a hint of gloom in his eyes.

"Who knew that it would be so easy to find what I was looking for," he mused. "Such talent at such a young age, truly remarkable. This makes things even better. The greater the talent, the more help it provides me. I’m quite eager to get started!"

"Today is the day of your death, Xiao Chen..."

The old man muttered continually, but his words abruptly cut off when he noticed the smirk playing at the corner of Xiao Chen’s mouth. The next moment, his face changed dramatically.

"Damn it! Everyone get away now!"

Suddenly, a mysterious, authoritative aura began to spread through the void. The sky, initially bright as the flaming sun, was covered by dark clouds. Amidst the rolling black clouds, flashes of lightning could be seen, instantly causing those within the vicinity to feel a chill down their spines.

A lightning tribulation!

"Heavenly tribulation! He’s about to undergo a tribulation. Run!"

"Haha! Old man, today I came to send you on your way. How’s this for a gift?"

In the void, Xiao Chen stood with his hands behind him, his battle armor rustling in the fierce wind.

Every single realm in the Towering Realm required one to undergo a heavenly tribulation. As Xiao Chen guessed, this old ghost feared tribulation the most. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have buried himself a hundred feet underground, hiding for years to avoid being found by the heavenly tribulation.

Rumble!

The heavenly tribulation descended, fierce lightning splitting the sky. Silvery serpent-like bolts of lightning slithered amongst the clouds, falling continuously. The old man had already moved far away, concealing his aura to avoid being affected by the tribulation. He stared intently at the figure under the lightning.

While the old man used his superior power to escape the tribulation in mid-air, the ordinary soldiers in the mountain city below had nowhere to run. Xiao Chen attracted the tribulation to the place where all the War Masters had gathered.

Rumble!

Even if the target of the heavenly thunder was Xiao Chen, the mere ripple effects were lethal to these soldiers.

Boom!

Xiao Chen’s Dark Blood War Spear growled ominously in his hand, transforming into a spear dozens of feet in size. With a thrust into the thunderclouds, it shattered the entire storm, and the miles-wide clouds dissipated and vanished into the heavens and earth. The heavenly tribulation had ended!

In just half an hour, the whole mountain city was made a mess, many of the ancient mountains collapsed, and the places where the War Masters who Xiao Chen had targeted for the tribulation were turned into a giant pit.

"Haha!"

Xiao Chen let out a loud roar and hopped onto his flying horse. As the many warriors from Turtle Mountain watched on helplessly, he departed at his leisure, leaving behind a scene of devastation.

A voice then came from the sky, "Old man, this time tomorrow will mark the doom of your Turtle Mountain. Enjoy your last moments!"

Looking at the ruins in front of them, those who remained could only suppress their tears as Ao Kui let out a roar of anger towards the heavens.

"Xiao Chen, I will tear you to pieces!"

Ps: The matter regarding Mu Qing and Nianhua will be arranged later on. Mu Qing, being Xiao Chen’s childhood sweetheart, cannot be wronged like this. There will be more plot points regarding Mu Qing further on.