Legendary Clan Chief
Chapter 480 - 465 Under Black Radiance Mountain, Blood Qi Soars to the Sky!_1

Chapter 480: Chapter 465 Under Black Radiance Mountain, Blood Qi Soars to the Sky!_1

Under the dawn light, rosy clouds envelop the Great Wasteland.

Whoo, whoo, whoo!

Suddenly, the desolate sound of a horn reverberates through the entire earth, and at this moment, the Wilderness seems to awaken.

The earth trembles, the dense Blood Qi begins to gather, a formidable aura obscures the sun, and in just a moment, the entire sky under the morning sun is obscured by this formidable aura, making heaven and earth appear hazy.

On the Wilderness, one after another, War Soldiers, either holding war spears or clutching war swords, march out from the main camp in formation, arranged neatly. Countless War Soldiers gather in one place, a sight extending further than the eye could see, a spectacle that even shocks them!

War Soldiers swarm like the sea, their momentum like a tide!

Blood Qi rushes towards the sky. Hundreds of thousands of War Masters gather, their Blood Qi rushing to the heavens. The massive surge of Blood Qi forms a thick column of Blood Qi Wolf Smoke, taking the form of a dragon lying down and a tiger sitting, directly rushing towards the deep depths of the sky, causing the sky within a radius of hundreds of miles to clear, and all birds to vanish.

Two hundred thousand War Masters, as before, are divided into three parts, with Xiao Chen, Shi Ya, and Xue Sha maintaining control. In the center of the dense War Soldiers, a hundred-foot-high ancient tree stands tall, and at the top of the ancient tree hangs a Raging Flame Battle Flag.

The Battle Flag sways, and the two ancient characters "Gu Yuan" faintly appear, dancing as if in flames. The thick flagpole is held by a strapping man in the Blood Refining Realm. Around him, there are also eight Blood Refining Realm Warriors serving as guards.

Suddenly, a fierce sun rises from the center of the camp. Xiao Chen sits atop a steed, his Battle Armor rustling in the wind. He looks around at the War Masters below him and lets out a loud roar to the sky!

"Kill!"

Without too many words, the Raging Flame Battle Flag points diagonally to the void in front of him. The War Masters set off, marching across the Desolate Mountain Forest. Everything in front of them is turned to dust.

In the center of the territory, at the foot of Black Radiance Mountain.

This is an ancient mountain entirely black. The bare mountain stone shines with a metallic luster under the sun. At the foot of Black Radiance Mountain is a flatland area about a hundred miles in diameter.

At this moment, in another direction of the plain, the combined War Masters of the Turtle Mountain and other tribes have already set up their war formation. Their number is estimated to be no less than 200,000 people. Their dense Blood Qi gathers.

If it weren’t for Xiao Chen’s heavy losses under the thunder tribulation, the Turtle Mountain and other tribes would have even more War Soldiers at this moment. Every time they think about it, they gnash their teeth, wanting to tear Xiao Chen limb from limb!

Rumble rumble rumble!

The earth shakes. A black wave surges from the distant horizon. On the slightly undulating land, appearing like surging waves, wave after wave crashes in.

"They’re coming!"

Some War Soldiers of the Turtle Mountain Battle Division instinctively recoil, startled. Just a day ago, Xiao Chen had resisted the thunder tribulation and use its might to reduce the Turtle Mountain Battle Division to ruins. This brought immeasurable fear to these War Soldiers.

Thunder tribulation is Heavenly Power. The ability to resist Heavenly Power with a mere flesh body is enough to shock and awe. Yet they have to face this formidable figure as an enemy; they truly have no confidence, as their clan head had assured, that they will be victorious. Their hearts remain hollow!

Boom!

In the time it takes for a cup of tea to brew, two hundred thousand War Masters traverse dozens of miles. They set up their formations, three miles ahead of the Turtle Mountain and other tribes’ War Masters. The Raging Flame Battle Flag flutters in the void.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The killing sound shakes the heavens, the Blood Qi surges, shocking the Vault of Heaven! An invisible momentum forms waves surging towards the Turtle Mountain tribal War Masters.

At this moment, within the radius of a hundred miles of the plain, the air oscillates with force. Glancing at the ready formations just a few miles away, he flickers a hint of a murderous intent in the corner of his mouth at the awaiting Turtle Mountain and others.

The faces of Turtle Mountain and others look a bit grim. Even though they knew that Gu Yuan had gathered most of the Battle Divisions from the Dragon Fall Territory, and forcefully conscripted tribal warriors, the momentum formed when these War Soldiers gathered together still made them tremble.

They find it hard to imagine what has caused these submissive, lowly tribes, who used to bow before their might, to become so formidable now. If these Battle Divisions had been so formidable previously, they would never have been oppressed by them for centuries

Moreover, these War Masters are mostly the elites of major tribes. They are not like their hastily conscripted soldiers who have exhausted their tribal resources. Their only hope at this moment is the Turtle Mountain Ancestor. As long as Xiao Chen can be killed, even if the Gu Yuan War Masters are in high spirit, they will have no power to turn the tide.

"Xiao Chen, your Gu Yuan Battle Division is nothing but an outsider’s tribe, yet it is always causing disputes. Just for your own selfish desires, you force many Battle Divisions in Dragon Fall Territory to confront each other with weapons, staining the earth with blood. What exactly are you planning!"

Ao Kui, with a face full of madness, roars at Xiao Chen, filled with murderous intent. It’s all because of this damned youngster that his Turtle Mountain Battle Division has fallen into such a state. Now, they are even pushed to such a point.

"You talk too much. Kneel!"

Suddenly, a cold voice echoes, causing hundreds of thousands of people to stay stunned.

The next moment, everyone’s eyes are wide open, especially the warriors of the Turtle Mountain side, who are startled beyond expression.

In his sight, Ao Kui, who was originally ferociously arrogant, is now on the ground, kneeling as if he has lost his way!

What!

"How is this possible!"

"To snatch someone’s soul and control someone’s will, how enormous a Soul Power is needed!"

The warriors standing close to Ao Kui all drew sharp breaths. Such mysterious tactics indeed shocked them to their cores!

The leader of the Dragon Fall Territory’s Supreme Overlord tribe and a Blood Refining Extreme Martial Artist, was kneeling on the ground, powerless to resist, right before the eyes of hundreds of thousands of War Masters.

Suddenly, there was an uproar. The Gu Yuan Tribe’s side let out gasps that were like tsunami waves, their morale instantly boosted!

In contrast, the warriors of the Ao Kui and other Battle Divisions seemed to be enveloped in a dark cloud.

"Worthless! Wake up!"

In mid-air, the Turtle Mountain Ancestor had an ashen face. Xiao Chen’s sudden attack had not been detected by him at all, causing him extreme anger.

"Damn it! What happened? How could I kneel?"

Ao Kui awakened, his eyes more frightful than ever. Having been mentally controlled and made to kneel in front of tens of thousands of soldiers, he felt humiliated. But the strength of the one who did it was beyond his competition; he could only hope for revenge from his own ancestor.

"Old man, I told you today is the end of the Turtle Mountain tribe. Today is the time for your blood to flow!"

"Ignorant child, showing off your insignificant skills. There’s no heavenly thunder to help you today. So what if you have ascended to the second layer of the Towering Realm? I am a martial artist who has entered the third layer of the Towering Realm. Today is the day for your death! After killing you, I will deal with these ants below!"

The Turtle Mountain Ancestor stood in mid-air, his black robe covering his face. However, his harsh voice was filled with infinite murderous intent.

Regarding the Turtle Mountain Ancestor’s threat, Xiao Chen paid no attention. Instead, he addressed the many affiliated War Master of the tribes below: "Today, in this bloody battlefield of the Wilderness, my tribe, Gu Yuan Battle Division, will not let down the heroic warriors who fight steadfastly!"

"Killing a thousand soldiers will reward you with one Martial Arts Great Pill!"

"Killing an Early Stage Blood Refining Martial Artist, you can exchange for one Martial Arts Great Pill!"

"Killing a mid-phase Blood Refining Warrior, you can exchange for two Martial Arts Great Pills!"

"Killing a late phase Blood Refining Warrior, you can exchange for three Martial Arts Great Pills!"

"Killing a Blood Refining Realm Limit Martial Artist, you can exchange for seven Martial Arts Great Pills!"

"Use the war sabers in your hands to win more rewards!"

"Kill!"

Suddenly, a strong killing intent sounded from the Void. This cold murderous intent clearly went into the ears of every soldier, causing countless soldiers to be shocked!

Xiao Chen had once again announced the rewards. For these affiliated War Masters, only tangible rewards could inspire them before the great battle. As they say, there must be brave men under the heavy reward.

Although they did not know what Xiao Chen’s Martial Arts Great Pill was, the people on the Turtle Mountain side heard Xiao Chen’s words clearly. Their lives were being used to measure a few pills, which was extremely arrogant!

Soon after, Xiao Chen did not linger on any other issues. In the end, only blood and bones could determine which side was victorious. He pointed his war spear at the Turtle Mountain War Masters ahead.

"Kill!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The Raging Flame War Flag fluttered, the melancholy horn sounded again, the earth trembled, and two hundred thousand men moved simultaneously, running like a black dragon on the ground, plumes of Wolf Smoke rising. Under Xiao Chen’s lure of rewards, they charged towards the enemy!

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Seeing that Xiao Chen’s side took the initiative, Ao Kui, with a war saber in his hand pointed forward, also shouted and charged forward.

Looking down from the sky, on the ground, two dust dragons, stirring up huge clouds of dust, charged violently at each other.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Just as the two dust dragons collided, the soldiers at the front were halted and then blasted into dust by the tremendous momentum. The horrifying momentum of hundreds of thousands of men crushed them as easily as ants!

Meanwhile, below Xiao Chen, there was still a team of ten thousand War Masters who had not joined the battlefield. This team of War Masters was dressed in uniform Fire Rhinoceros Armor, and each warrior had cultivation above the Late Stage Bone Tempering. Under the leadership of Ding Shan, they quietly watched the fierce battle of hundreds of thousands of men nearby!

As for the remaining Blood Refining Realm warriors of the Gu Yuan tribe, all of them had entered the bloody battlefield. Even Xue Sha and Shi Ya had joined. Their mission was to kill the Blood Refining Realm warriors of the other side. With their Towering Realm cultivation, no one else in the battlefield was their match.

Below Black Radiance Mountain, the sounds of killing shook the heavens. Even at a distance of a hundred miles, it was still clearly audible. Not only that, but a thick Blood Mist began to condense in the Void.

Whoo Whoo Whoo!

Slowly, a wind started to blow over the entire Wilderness. Amid the sounds of battle cries, endless Blood Qi continuously surged towards the sky. The earth was blood-red, the sky was blood-red.

However, Xiao Chen and the Turtle Mountain Ancestor in mid-air still hadn’t budged. It seemed that the slaughter on the Desolate Land below could not affect them. The most important battle today was still between the two of them, which was also about the life and death of the two large tribes!