Chapter 613: Suspicious Points on Lieyan Zhanzun, Valley of Death

The Third Elder passed away in a very uneasy manner, dying twisted in endless fear, regret and pain.

The guys in the Lieyan tribe have mastered the ability of moral kidnapping without any instruction, which is a dimensionality reduction attack in this era where even lying is considered a sign of high intelligence.

It is simply the best choice for those in a higher position to PUA others.

Chi Yan believed in this at the beginning. He was happy to hear about the battle and rushed forward every time. His main feature was selflessness.

But unfortunately.

The target they chose this time had no such thing as morality.

Hmm.

In other words, Lu Wenwu's understanding of morality is somewhat different from that of normal people.

After all, you can't expect a person who was often criticized as a psychopath by his teammates in dungeon teams in his early years to be normal.

I, Lu Wenwu, am a human, a true dragon, a primordial demon, a person of moral abyss, a chaotic neutral fun-loving person, and I can occasionally play the role of lawful evil.

But I am a reasonable person.jpg

(Confident)

After Lu Wenwu showed his morally abysmal side, the originally "good at fighting" Lieyan tribe immediately became good at singing and dancing.

He also allowed Chi Yan to take away the ancestral spear - even though Lu Wenwu said he didn't need it.

Many people tried to pray to him to be kind and use his miraculous healing methods to help themselves and their fellow tribesmen.

Lu Wenwu ignored this and headed towards the Valley of Death with the Fierce Wolf Clan and Chi Yan and a dozen others.

You are morally blackmailing me, why should I treat you?

Let it fend for itself.

"Master is such a kind person." Lu Wenwu sighed on the way, "I have been secluded in the hut where I gained enlightenment for two hundred years. Now I can be considered to have cultivated my character."

Maomao, who reappeared in Lu Wenwu's arms, nodded in approval.

To be honest, it is true.

According to the master's original style, the Lieyan tribe would most likely be wiped out in one slap.

Now he has only killed three.

It's simply a miracle.

In the past, this would have been unimaginable.

To this day, Maomao still remembers the outrageous and immoral plan that Lu Wenwu came up with when he first went into the dungeon in order to lure out those guys who feed on their own kind.

On the way, Lu Wenwu also learned about the development of the Lieyan tribe in detail.

To be exact, it's not too detailed.

The Lieyan tribe did not develop the technology of papermaking. Although they had writing, all records were passed down orally and recorded by engraving on tortoise shells and painting on animal skins.

I can only say that it is better than nothing.

The predecessor and existence time of the Lieyan tribe are no longer traceable.

Lieyan Zhanzun was born about three thousand years ago.

After it was born, it showed extremely powerful talent and had a unique advantage in smelting beast blood, and almost accepted everyone who came to it.

In just over a decade, he had grown to the point where he could be crowned king and could defeat ordinary beast kings.

It was also at this time that he formally established the Lieyan tribe and began to conquer all directions with his original team, constantly accepting tribesmen scattered from all directions, and the Lieyan tribe became stronger and stronger.

At its peak, there were as many as 20,000 people.

During that time, Lord Lieyan was constantly fighting outside and gathering humans.

His younger brother, the first generation Chi Yan, was responsible for the livelihood of the tribe and stayed in the rear to ensure that they could fight without worries.

This process takes about twenty years.

During these twenty years, Lieyan Zhanzun continued to grow stronger and stronger, and eventually grew to the point where he could crush the Beast King.

The cause of his death remains a mystery to this day.

Logically speaking, it would be impossible to stop a being that can remain safe and sound under the siege of more than ten beast kings and fight against a hundred alone if it wants to escape. Only a being stronger than it can kill it.

But Lieyan Zhanzun is dead.

Some people speculated that he was ambushed by the Beast King using a powerful divine treasure and eventually died.

Some people speculated that he was seeking death on his own initiative so that the people of the Lieyan tribe could clear out all the enemies around them and completely conquer a piece of land for humans to settle down.

Some people also speculated that it was the legendary Beast God who took action, and Lieyan Zhanzun died with him, and thus died with many Beast Emperors and Beast Kings.

In short, no matter what the reason was, Lieyan Zhanzun eventually fell.

His death was a major blow to mankind at that time, tantamount to a catastrophe.

In that era, the training methods of the Beast Blood Warriors were very rudimentary, probably at the same level as those in the Green Grass Tribe.

All I can say is that I'm alive.

And Lie Yan Zhan Zun used his unrivaled cultivation talent to break the upper limit of his cultivation again and again.

His younger brother Chi Yan worked backwards based on his physical condition and cultivation process, and through reverse engineering, he continuously cracked, simplified, summarized, and optimized, and eventually pushed the upper limit of the Beast Blood Warrior's cultivation method to a level sufficient to fight the Beast King.

After the death of Lieyan Zhanzun, even if Chi Yan was a genius, he could not cook without rice.

His comprehension is extraordinary, but his cultivation aptitude can only be described as average.

It is difficult to continue to deduce this.

The development of the Beast Blood Warrior training method stagnated, and there has been no new improvement to this day.

As for relying on the ancestral spear

This thing is the solution that Chi Yan came up with after the death of Lie Yan Zhan Zun after thinking hard.

His original intention was to use it as a temporary solution first.

Passed down from generation to generation, even if the descendants are not as good as their brothers, it cannot be that there are no ones better than themselves, right?

Believe in the wisdom of future generations!

Unfortunately, the first generation Chi Yan never imagined that his descendants would be so disappointing.

The main point is to trust the ancestors.

You may say they are bad, but the food has been passed down for so many years without any loss, and it still looks the same as it did originally.

You say they have strength, after all these years, there has been no change at all, it still looks the same as before

I wonder if the first generation of Chi Yan would be so angry that he would come back to life if he knew the current situation of the Lieyan tribe.

Similarly, it was precisely because of the death of Lieyan War Lord that the Lieyan tribe split about three hundred years after his death.

Part of the reason was that after the deaths of Lieyan War Lord and the first generation of Chiyan, no one in the Lieyan tribe could take on the responsibility and it was difficult to support such a large tribe.

The surrounding food could not meet the needs of so many people, resulting in a continuous decline in the number of people and a significant reduction in the strength of the tribe.

A larger part of the reason is due to differences in ideas.

In the three hundred years since the deaths of Lieyan War Lord and the first generation of Chiyan, the Lieyan tribe, which had lost its highest combat power, spent most of its time licking its wounds and shrinking as much as possible to preserve the lives of most of its members.

When the situation stabilized, some people believed that they should follow the ideas of the former Lieyan War Lord and gather as many humans as possible on the ancient continent to continue to expand the tribe.

Another group of people believe that the current situation is not stable yet and that a new generation of war masters is needed to set the tone, so this matter needs to be considered in the long term.

The two sides fought over ideological reasons.

Some people who believed that they needed to follow the will of the Lieyan War Lord left in anger and decided to move eastward according to the instructions of the wandering humans they had contacted before, and rebuild the Lieyan tribe on the vast plains over there.

The remaining ones have been holding on to the ancestral heritage left by Lieyan Zhanzun and the first generation Chiyan until now, which is the current Lieyan tribe.

Lu Wenwu had reason to suspect that the human beings with city walls that Qinglin had seen were the descendants of the group of people who had left the Lieyan tribe due to differences in ideas.

In addition, Lu Wenwu was still suspicious about one thing.

This Lieyan War Lord

Is he a time traveler with a golden finger?

The main reason was that this person was really a bit outrageous, which made him really have to doubt him.

A cultivation method that originally had a limit of B level and also had huge flaws, but he relied on his talent to reach the god-level in ten years. In the end, he was even invincible and could fight against a hundred people at the same level.

All that’s left is to gather the power of destiny to achieve the “god” realm!

Who would believe you if you said there was no cheating?

You don't need time to explore by trial and error, I'm just thinking about it, right?

Stop joking!

The Beast Blood Warrior's training system didn't even have any "skills" at the time, and was a blank slate just like Qingcao and the others.

Most of the martial arts-like things that the Lieyan tribe is practicing now were created by the two brothers Chi Yan and Lie Yan.

Some more intuitive evidence is that all signs indicate that Lieyan Zhanzun seems to have been born with this knowledge.

For example, the characters currently used by the Lieyan tribe were invented by Lieyan Zhanzun, and this type of characters is close to simplified Chinese characters, not the ancient bird seal script of the pre-Qin period, nor is it oracle bone script.

Lieyan Zhanzun once taught the people of Lieyan tribe basic mathematics and some measurement units.

The people in the Lieyan tribe clearly understand concepts such as "centimeter, meter, mile", "day, month, year", "length, width, height", and also understand some words that should not appear in this era.

For example: eating raw meat and drinking blood, ideological awareness, worse than pigs and dogs.

This is what makes Lu Wenwu most suspicious.

If eating raw meat and drinking blood can be regarded as the status quo of the times, it is possible that it was invented.

What about "ideological awareness"?

Where do things like “thoughts” and “enlightenment” come from in your Lieyan tribe?

Not to mention that there are absolutely no "pig" creatures within the largest range of activities around the Lieyan tribe.

Even whether there are "dog tribes" on the ancient continent now is a question.

So the question is, how was this word coined?

Driven by curiosity, Lu Wenwu, who originally planned to take a sightseeing tour, was very curious about the possible "fellow villager" buried in the Valley of Death.

I wonder if the other party left any last words?

Lu Wenwu was groping in his hand for the small and exquisite statue of a general that looked like a hand-held ornament.

Now, its correct name should be the Statue of the Fiery Flame War Lord.

There was still no face on the statue, only a dark stone surface.

Its hands appeared to be holding something, constantly releasing some emotions called "desire", and constantly conveying some vague guidance information to Lu Wenwu.

Perhaps it is because the spears used in the battles of the past are missing.

If Lu Wenwu had not used his own powerful energy and blood to suppress it, the ancestral war spear that had been carried on Chi Yan's back would have long since merged with this small and exquisite statue of the Lieyan War Lord.

The Beast Kings' inferences and consensus were wrong.

In the Lieyan tribe, there is no method passed down to "open the seal".

Lu Wenwu sat on Qinglin's back, chatting with her casually. Feeling the increasingly hot statue of Lieyan Zhanzun in his hand, he couldn't help but feel a little funny.

These beast kings have been fighting each other for so long. I wonder what kind of expression they would have if they knew that half of the "key" to open the seal was not in this world at all.

He might be so angry that he would curse.

As the valley where more than ten beast kings and hundreds of beast kings of all sizes were sealed, this is an extremely vast area.

The afternoon sun shone on the reddish miasma that lingered all year round. A grim white bone at least ten thousand meters long pierced through the entire rift valley like a broken sword.

In the center of the Valley of the Fallen is a small basin shaded by green trees.

I don’t know if it’s because there are hundreds of beast kings serving as fertilizer, but the vegetation here grows unusually lush.

The giant silver-maned lion lazily woke up from its sleep, walked slowly on the golden light, and let out low beast roars from its mouth.

"That foolish she-wolf fell for it and took her cubs to fight the two-legged beasts of the Lieyan tribe. Don't you plan to intervene? Don't let this generation of Chiyan die by then, and we'll have to wait for a long time."

"With her meager strength, how could she possibly defeat the Lieyan Tribe? If it weren't for the mysterious bloodline in her, I would have sucked all her blood essence dry! How dare she show off when she has so little strength?"

A half-rat hissing sound came, mixed with undisguised disdain.

At the end of the sound, a six-winged blood bat was hanging upside down on the top of the blood-red cave, and its ferocious purple eyes penetrated the surging poisonous fog.

From deep within the rock formation, faint wailing sounds could be heard, and the smell of blood was extremely strong.

In just a moment, a strong wind carrying blood mist swept through the hole covered with scratches, dropping lifeless objects one after another to the ground, discarding them like worn-out shoes.

That was a group of bats throwing out of the cave dried corpses with their blood drained out, from all races.

"Blood Bat King, you're going a bit too far."

A flash of pure white flickered on the huge rhino's horn, bursting out with astonishing sharpness in all directions.

Under the heavy iron hooves, the thrown mummies were all shattered into powder and completely merged with the earth.

There was a strong sense of dissatisfaction in its voice.

"I've been sleeping for a few days, and you've become more powerful? Eating bipeds and other small tribes isn't enough, you dare to touch the subordinate tribes under my command? Are you tired of living?"

The six-winged blood bat's sinister voice echoed, "Ox King, what you said is wrong. My men have not overstepped their bounds in the slightest. We are acting entirely in accordance with the rules we established in the beginning. We agreed that those below the king level are allowed to compete with their peers, regardless of life or death."

The Bull King was furious, and the white light on his horn became even brighter. "Bullshit! I finally gave birth to a pseudo-king under my command, and he bled to death the next day, and you're telling me this is normal competition?"

"If you don't agree, then go ahead and start a fight. I, Blood Bat, will fight you to the end."

The six-winged blood bat's voice was playful and sounded very annoying.

"That's perfect! I also want to see if you, the fragile king of the Ox Tribe, can withstand my blood-sucking fangs!"

(End of this chapter)