Chapter 597: The Land of Trouble

Nine years after the Ice Age disappeared, everything in the world began to recover, and even the living environment in the desert was much better than before.

But Shahuo still saw no hope.

When the Ice Age first came more than a hundred years ago, the ancestors of the Sand Tribe decided to cross the desert to survive, and were later chased by a group of Fire Tribe members.

The Fire Tribe members told the Sand Tribe about the prophecy, so they did not go deep into the oasis, but chose to live in the desert on the edge of the oasis.

That team of Fire Tribe members did not risk the Ice Age to return to the Fire Tribe, but chose to stay in the Sand Tribe, wanting to wait until the Ice Age was over before going back.

The blood of the Fire Tribe members is in the blood of Shahuo.

Back then, the Sand Tribe avoided the green tree that fell from the sky and the destruction of the tribe because of the reminder of the Fire Tribe tribe members, but they could not avoid the changes that followed.

The tree smashed into the oasis, and the oasis was shaken and disappeared. The sand and soil were scattered, and gradually a ruined city emerged.

The Sand Tribe, who lived in the desert outside the edge of the oasis, was also surrounded by the city.

When the shaking subsided, the Sand Tribe wanted to retreat a little, but they found that an invisible wall appeared around the city, trapping them inside. Also trapped here   was the Black Feather Tribe

, a tribe that once lived in the oasis .   The two tribes were confined here together, and from the beginning, they lived in the east and west, with the big tree as the middle boundary.   Initially, the two tribes fought several wars for the limited resources, and the two tribes won and lost in the wars.   Later, this closed world changed, the grass and trees began to grow luxuriantly, and the number of wild animals increased.   With enough resources, although there were still frictions between the two tribes, the wars were much less.   In this predicament, neither tribe had the idea of ​​fighting to the death.   However, more than a hundred years have passed, and they still haven't found a way to escape from this place. Now that the wind and snow outside have disappeared, they are still trapped here. How can they not despair?   Shahuo stood on the two-meter-high and unusually wide wall, reaching out to touch the invisible fortress.   It still stood there, blocking the tribe from leaving.   "Chief, there are people from the Black Feather Tribe coming."   At this moment, a warrior came up from behind and said.   Shahuo turned around, glanced at the warrior, and then withdrew his hand that was touching the light film.   "Haven't we already negotiated a ceasefire? Why are they here?"   Shahuo asked in a deep voice.   The ice age disappeared, but they watched the outside world recover while they themselves could not go out. The people from the two tribes became more and more irritable.   The friction escalated, and the two tribes fought again not long ago. In the end, it was only under the active mediation of Shahuo that the two tribes stopped the war.   "They said they saw footprints there too."   Hearing the warrior's words, Shahuo turned into yellow sand and instantly came to the side of the warrior.   "Where are they?"   Shahuo stood in front of the warrior and asked excitedly.   About a month ago, the invisible fortress suddenly shook. Shahuo checked and saw a golden giant footprint on it.   Although he didn't know what was going on, it was a way out after all. He hurriedly organized his tribesmen to hit the fortress and tried to get in touch. Unfortunately, the footprint only flashed by and soon disappeared.   Since then, he often came here to wait, but unfortunately he never saw it again.   "Under the big tree."   The warrior replied.   "Buzz."   Shahuo instantly turned into yellow sand, floating and rolling towards the location where the central tree fell.   When he turned into wind and sand and moved, his speed was extremely fast and he could pass through narrow spaces. He was not blocked by anyone or anything along the way, and soon arrived under the big tree with a round crown.   A man with black wings behind him stood there, his completely black eyes staring at the drifting yellow sand.   "Buzz."   The yellow sand condensed in front of him and instantly formed the shape of Sand Fire: "Hei Mou, where did you find the mark?"   "West, follow me."   After Hei Mou finished speaking, he kicked the ground and flew into the sky. After reaching the commanding height, he spread his wings and flew directly to the west.   He did not fly very high. In fact, although the Black Feather Tribe had wings, they could not fly high. Their flying height basically depended on the height of their jump.   Seeing Hei Mou taking direct action, Sand Fire once again turned into yellow sand and followed Hei Mou on the ground. The two of them moved forward quickly, one above and one below.   Not long after, the two of them arrived at a section of the city wall on the west side at a very fast speed. Sure enough, there was a huge footprint in the sky that was constantly stomping.   "Boom... Boom... Boom..."   With each stomping, the golden footprint would spread out many golden patterns, spreading along the transparent wall.   "Do you have any way to get in touch?"   Shahuo asked, looking at the golden footprint.   Hei Mou shook his head, looked at Shahuo and said, "Sometimes I wonder, is this invisible wall trapping us or protecting us."   Shahuo was stunned, frowned and looked at Hei Mou: "What do you mean?"   "If the owner of this golden footprint breaks this invisible wall, do you think we can beat him?"   Hei Mou stared at Shahuo with a pair of dark eyes, which made him very uncomfortable.   "You mean the outside world has changed?"   Sand Fire asked.   "It's been more than a hundred years, so any changes outside are not surprising, right?"

Hei Mou turned his head, looked at the footprints that kept appearing, and spoke again.

Sha Huo was silent, he tacitly agreed with Hei Mou's words.

"I know that the descendants of the Fire Tribe in your Sand Tribe still want to return to the Fire Tribe, and this may include you, but..."

Hei Mou said with a faint light in his eyes: "Even if you want to die, please don't take all of us with you."

The two tribes have lived in this difficult place for more than a hundred years. How could the Black Feather Tribe not know the problems existing in the Sand Tribe.

Ever since that group of Fire Tribe members integrated into the Sand Tribe, they have been encouraging the entire tribe to break through the barriers, move eastward, and return to the Fire Tribe.

Even though it was an ice age outside, such arguments never stopped. On the contrary, as time went on, their desire to return became more urgent.

Even before they died, they passed this idea to their children, and the children passed it on to their children.

Nowadays, this idea has become the most mainstream thought in the Sand Tribe. The name of Shahuo and his promotion prove everything from another perspective.

Shahuo was silent. The long silence made Heimou a little surprised. His old enemy was not the type to admit defeat.

Sure enough, when he looked at Shahuo, Shahuo spoke again.

"You are right, but I want to ask you, why does this footprint continue to appear in one position? Do you think this is an accident, or does the existence outside have the intention to break this barrier?"

Shahuo looked at Heimou and asked sarcastically.

Heimou frowned. This was what he was worried about, and it was also the reason why he warned Shahuo.

These footprints kicked in the same place one by one. Anyone who is not a fool knows that there is a problem. He is afraid that Shahuo will cooperate with the unknown existence inside and outside to help break this barrier.

But even if there is no internal and external cooperation, can't the existence be broken?

"More than a hundred years in the Land of Trouble has made the Black Feather Tribe lose the courage and ambition to survive in this world. Perhaps without war, you will kill yourselves."

After saying this, Shahuo turned around and left without allowing Heimou to refuse.

Heimou stood there for a long time, and finally waved his black wings in anger, stood up and flew away.

Shahuo returned to the place where his tribe gathered. This is a chaotic land with both yellow sand and green shade.

This is the special feature of the Land of Trouble. Since the fortress rose, big trees have grown out of the desert. They seem to have no need for water or soil to take root, making people completely confused about what they rely on to grow.

But they just grew out, in a weird posture that no one understands.

"Chief, we heard that the golden footprints appeared again."

When Shahuo just returned, groups of warriors gathered together and said excitedly.

Their gathering attracted the attention of many tribesmen. Some looked at them excitedly, while others looked indifferent.

Those indifferent ones were the purest people of the Sand Tribe. They opposed the invasion of the Fire Tribe and the idea of ​​returning to the east.

"Get ready for a fight. This time, a fight is likely to happen in the Black Feather Tribe."

Shahuo said, kneeling on one knee on the ground, inserting his right hand into the sand.

The sand at his feet twisted, and soon formed a long sword made of quicksand.

"Get ready for a fight."

The warriors said excitedly, imitating Shahuo's movements and gathering the quicksand long sword.

"Gather the warriors and prepare to set off."

Shahuo didn't want to waste time, so he quickly gathered the warriors. Soon, more than a thousand people appeared here.

"Let the people behind go by themselves, we will set off first."

Shahuo shouted and turned into yellow sand first.

As he turned into yellow sand, more than a thousand warriors also turned into yellow sand with a buzzing sound.

Then the yellow sand wrapped together and set off in the northwest direction like a sandstorm, which was the direction of the footprints.

When they were very close to the place where the footprints were, the members of the Black Feather Tribe who covered the sky in front of them flew in the air.

"Buzz."

Shahuo's figure appeared in the sandstorm, dragged by the swirling yellow sand.

"Hei Mou, are you going to start a war?"

Shahuo asked, holding the Quicksand Long Knife.

Hei Mou flew forward for a distance and said, "If I wanted to stop you, I wouldn't have told you where the changes were."

"Then what you just said..."

Sha Huo frowned and said,

"I have to know your determination. The wings of the Black Feather Tribe should spread under the sky, not in this trapped place."

Hei Mou roared.

The warriors flying behind him also roared in response to their leader. Obviously, they didn't want to be trapped here either.

"Then let's attack the wall together and break it."

After Sha Huo finished speaking, his body turned into yellow sand again and entered the sandstorm, leading the sandstorm to fly in the direction of the footprints.

The warriors of the Black Feather Tribe also followed the sandstorm. This time, they did not attack each other, but worked together to break the wall that had troubled them for a hundred years.