Legendary Clan Chief
Chapter 850 - 835: Million Wooden Coffins Return to the Frontier!

Chapter 850: Chapter 835: Million Wooden Coffins Return to the Frontier!

In the space of the Heavenly River, endless crimson pervaded. Although the Blood Faint Noble Family had been annihilated, millions from the Gu Yuan Tribe also fell, including hundreds of warriors from the Towering Realm and two of their most revered powers.

With the victory of the blood sacrifice battle, the essence of flesh and blood from the fallen tribe members of Gu Yuan would no longer serve as the sacrifices to the Blood Clan. Now, the corpses of these fallen members filled the space, with bodies everywhere.

Under Xiao Chen’s command, the tribe people began to collect the bodies of the fallen members, but the sight was somber. Nearly all the bodies were incomplete, with missing limbs and, in some cases, warriors who had self-destructed not even leaving remains.

For the elderly, women, and children of the tribe, these fallen warriors were their family members. Even though the Gu Yuan Tribe had triumphed and obliterated a Blood Clan Battle Division that existed for tens of thousands of years, their loved ones were gone. Victory was replaced by boundless sorrow.

The corpses were gathered, and the women and elderly emerged from the ancient city, wiping the blood off these fallen warriors. The deep wounds and bloody holes through their bodies emitted endless grief.

Meanwhile, Xiao Chen moved towards the Void Floating Island of the Blood Faint Noble Family. Now, the island seemed to have experienced an earthquake, with mountains collapsed and the Blood Fort toppled, virtually no place remaining intact amidst the ruins.

Although the buildings on the island were burnt down, the Void Floating Island itself was a fortress of war, not so fragile. Xiao Chen merely seized an opportunity to steal the energy core of the island, thus easily breaking through it.

The burnt establishments on the island were quite ordinary; the real treasures were the materials used to construct the foundation of the island, crafted from Chaos Stone fragments, Void Crystals, and divine metals. Only a supreme ruler could amass such amounts of precious materials to forge such a fortress.

Now that the Blood Faint Noble Family was obliterated, the Void Floating Island naturally became the spoils of war for the Gu Yuan Tribe. As for its purpose, naturally, it would be integrated within the Bronze Ancient City. Using such extensive divine materials and Void Crystals, the defense and combat power of the Bronze Ancient City would significantly increase.

However, fully integrating the Void Floating Island into the Bronze Ancient City wasn’t an overnight task. It required going beyond the Heavenly River Space, and it would now only be collected in the Mountain River Seal.

Three days later.

The collection of the fallen tribe member’s bodies took three entire days. Xiao Chen did not hasten to lead the Gu Yuan Tribe out of the Heavenly River Space; the tribe was still immersed in a profound sorrow, within which countless children lost fathers, wives lost husbands, and elders lost sons.

During these three days, the War Masters of the Gu Yuan Tribe ventured into the surrounding Ancient Forest to cut trees for coffins. Now, the open space throughout the Bronze Ancient City was densely packed with coffins made from ancient trees, rough and even retaining some young bark.

These coffins numbering in millions were scattered copiously across the city, each with white banners and continuous weeping voices resonating throughout.

Ghostly smoke rose from the entire tribe into the air. Before every coffin, blood incense burned, money crafted from wood ignited, even as some fronted by low wailing women, prostrating children, or somber elders—as families remembered their departed loved ones.

Some coffins stood starkly alone, yet thick incense ash covered them, with the faint aroma of blood incense. Even though the fallen had no family left, the tribe wouldn’t neglect these brave warriors, marking some graves with just an old beast robe for those whose bodies had vanished.

"Bow!"

A deep voice sounded as Xiao Chen, clad in a green robe and holding three large blood incenses, bowed thrice before the million fallen warriors. The incense, composed of fierce beast flesh and ancient Sandalwood, gave off a faint fragrance that calmed and focused the spirit, a tribute to the warriors.

"Today, I offer these tributes to worship the warriors of Gu Yuan who perished nobly,"

Xiao Chen called out solemnly and inserted the three blood incenses into the censer before him. Subsequently, the tribe members continuously placed wood money into the fire censer; intense flames arose, quickly burning the offerings and scattering them to the four winds.

Although Xiao Chen had not fully recovered from his injuries over three days, he had healed significantly. Now leading the tribe, the Gu Yuan warriors came to worship the fallen.

Following him, the surviving revered figures and many Towering Realm elders of the Gu Yuan Tribe approached to pay their respects. The reason these fallen members had not yet been buried was because, despite winning the battle of fate, they were still within the Heavenly River Space. The fate dragon, originally constructed of Border Wasteland energy, still coiled above the Bronze Ancient City and would only return to the Border Wasteland Earth once they left this space.

Moreover, regardless, these warriors of the Gu Yuan Tribe had fought for the survival of the Border Wasteland Region and, having fallen, rightfully deserved tribute from the entire Border Wasteland land.

"Chief!"

After worshiping the many fallen warriors, Xiao Chen and the elders returned to the Tribal Grand Hall.

"This bloody battle’s losses have all been tallied!"

The voice of the Grand Elder, Iron Stone, resounded, laden with constraint. Reporting such data might distress any elder of the Gu Yuan Tribe, and his expression was no exception.

"Speak, Grand Elder!" Suddenly, Xiao Chen softly replied, seeing the densely packed coffins within the tribe, anyone could guess just how many of the tribe’s people had fallen.

"In this great war, our Gu Yuan Tribe lost one million, one hundred fourteen thousand, seven hundred thirty-four regular War Soldiers, three hundred seventy-seven warriors from the Towering Realm fell, with the least powerful at the first level of the Towering Realm and the most powerful at the sixth level of that realm, a respected elder."

Xiao Chen fell silent, this time the Gu Yuan Tribe, in order to annihilate the Blood Clan, had nearly three million War Soldiers take part in the battle, which equated to half the population of the entire Gu Yuan tribe; and yet more than a third of these soldiers fell, including two newly promoted esteemed powers, Xi Ming and Xiao Long, not to mention the injured.

"Apart from the fallen tribespeople, the vast majority of the remaining soldiers are injured, among them one hundred eleven thousand more are severely wounded, and thirty-two thousand have become disabled, their paths in martial arts severed."

"There are also..."

"Enough!"

As the Grand Elder spoke again, Xiao Chen interrupted him, then waved his hand and spoke again, "Let the elders rest for now, three days from now our Gu Yuan tribe will return to the Border Wasteland!"

"Understood!"

Seeing Xiao Chen’s expression, the many elders spoke no more and respectfully withdrew. They understood that their clan leader might need some time to cool down, even if they too felt an indescribable oppression, the blood of a million tribesmen lost on the battlefield, and several hundred thousand wounded—just these numbers were enough to instill immense fear in their hearts.

Xiao Chen stopped the Grand Elder’s words, his heart also weighed down heavily. Even though he was sitting in the Great Hall, he could still hear the low cries of mourning within the tribe.

Even though initially he had forcefully absorbed tribespeople, made the blood-soaked decision for the tribe’s survival, seeing the densely packed coffins within the tribe was nevertheless incredibly oppressive.

Now, his original plan had succeeded, and moreover, he had received the blessing of the Human Race’s fate, the entire remaining population of the tribe had their talents elevated by the will of the Human Race.

At this moment, one could say that the quality of his tribespeople matched that of any clan with thousands of years of heritage at the marquis level in the Battle Division, true as it was, yet his heart could not feel joy.

A single imperial command, millions of War Soldiers ready at dawn, battling bloodily, and now that the blood battle had ended, only half of the wounded soldiers had returned to the tribe, the rest had turned into coffins constructed from ancient wood outside the hall.

"Husband!"

In the Great Hall, two graceful figures had not left, they were Xiao Chen’s two wives, now both promoted to the realm of the esteemed.

One on his left, the other on his right, leaning close to Xiao Chen, they naturally understood his mood as his intimate partners, now almost every home in the tribe was in mourning, cries of grief unceasing.

Similarly, most of these fallen tribespeople had been forcibly absorbed into the tribe by Xiao Chen before the battle of fate.

Mu Qing and her companion did not speak, simply snuggling close to Xiao Chen, and the hall fell into silence.

Three days later, in the Border Wasteland, the dawn’s light scattered, faint purple qi coming from the east.

These days, for the Border Wasteland, the most important event had been the battle of fate and blood sacrifice; even a child who was just coming to sense would point up towards the blood-stained sky, saying that there was a Battle Division called Gu Yuan tribe fighting the Blood Clan there for the sake of the Wasteland!

Border Wasteland City.

In the heart of Border Wasteland City, the scourge of alien races had made many humans more alert, the atmosphere of killing between heaven and earth was thicker than before; although it was just morning, there were warriors continuously going in and out of the city.

Despite the scourge of foreign races, for regular warriors, daily needs still had to be met from the Depths of the Great Wasteland, let alone now in Border Wasteland City, with countless warriors from other regions of the Border Wasteland pouring in, maintaining daily necessities required venturing out to hunt in the Great Wasteland, this also borrowing the light of the Gu Yuan tribe during the battle of fate; even these days, the foreign races had somewhat restrained themselves.

Boom!

At that moment above in the sky, endless rumbling sound erupted, instantly causing countless warriors in Border Wasteland City to look up.

"What is that!"

Suddenly, warriors exclaimed because above in the sky, there was a Bronze Ancient City hurtling out of Heavenly River Space.

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