Chapter 84: The Ancestors Have Spirits

"Ten thousand... or twenty thousand?"

Looking at the team that was getting closer and closer, Diwu Xuan's eyes revealed worry.

Five hundred people are indeed brave, but in the face of absolute numerical advantage, they may not be able to gain any advantage.

"Buzz buzz buzz..."

The approaching enemies began to display the power of totems, and the vibrating totem power erupted from the people in the front row.

The power was ochre-colored, and countless crystalline particles surrounded these totem warriors. These people stood in a row again, looking like a sand wall blown out of the desert.

"More than three hundred totem warriors... this is only the first row..."

Diwu Xuan was deeply shocked. With such a power comparison, there was no chance of winning at all.

All tactics and strategies of winning with fewer troops are achieved after creating a local advantage through strategies. Such a difference in strength has completely made Diwu Xuan lose the desire to fight.

"Little Turtle, speak up to remind everyone to prepare to retreat."

Diwu Xuan asked Little Turtle to warn everyone to retreat, but before Little Turtle could speak, a man suddenly stepped out of the crowd and caused a commotion among the five hundred people.

"Woo woo woo... woo woo woo..."

Five hundred people were actually calling out to the person who walked to the center of the battlefield: the witch of the Fire Tribe.

"What is this...?"

The situation was a bit complicated. Diwu Xuan stopped Little Turtle from speaking and watched quietly.

The man in the center of the battlefield had white hair fluttering in the wind. If you look closely, you will find that he does not look that old.

"Middle-aged with white hair... Is this the sixth generation witch of the Fire Tribe? Has he been kidnapped?"

Diwu Xuan guessed, and saw the sixth generation witch marching forward in an incredible way, walking in front of the five hundred people. The closer he got, the more excited he became, and finally his eyes fell on Diwu Xuan.

"Woo... cough... cough cough..." He

was too excited, and he could only say one word before he was stuck in his own words and kept coughing.

The sixth generation witch coughed and knelt down, and finally he prostrated himself on the ground, crying with a sob sound, his shoulders shaking, unable to control himself.

He has not been a witch for long, but he has been waiting for the Fire Totem for a long time. From the moment he was born, he began to wait for the appearance of the Fire Totem.

Not only him, but all of their generation are in this situation. Since birth, they have been waiting for the return of the Fire Totem.

They would live next to the sun and moon totems, avoiding the cold in winter and the heat in summer, but the sun and moon totems were never their beliefs. What they believed in was only the fire totem that they had never seen.

"Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo..."

The sixth generation witch raised his head and shouted loudly. The sound overwhelmed everything around him. You could vaguely hear the sound of his vocal cords cracking, which showed how hard he was trying.

He said: The Fire Tribe will definitely welcome back its tribal totem and return to the peak of glory.

He shouted this mantra with all his strength and with his expectations for many years.

As he shouted, countless people responded. They rushed out from behind the rows of totem warriors, followed the sixth generation witch, and bowed to their totems.

The rows of totem warriors were still a little confused, but they withdrew their power at the order of their leader.

"Witch... I haven't seen you for many years..."

Diwu Xuan said softly, slowly throwing out a strand of power, igniting the totem fire between him and the witch.

"Wuwuwu..."

The witch shouted a sacrificial dance again, and everyone stood up and danced the sacrificial dance invented by the fourth generation witch.

The totem fire was originally three meters high, and as the sixth generation witch danced, the flame suddenly rose three meters, and as all the fire tribes joined in, it rose another three meters.

The nine-foot-high totem fire reached the sky, and the red and blue intertwined together to reflect a red and blue world.

"Woo woo woo... Haha... woo woo woo... Haha..."

Shouting neat slogans and dancing the sacrificial dance created by the fourth generation of witches, waves of faith rushed to the totem fire and into the totem stone.

The pure power turned into the power of red and blue intertwined, filling the heart of Diwu Xuan, making him feel like he was reborn.

"After this moment, I am the real spirit totem."

Diwu Xuan suddenly had an epiphany, that is, the so-called spirit totem he had been thinking about for more than a hundred years was all fake. Only after receiving the worship of the tribal totem at such a close distance, he was the real spirit totem.

"Wait a minute, wait until the power is fixed."

Diwu Xuan suddenly became anxious. He urged the little turtle to move. First, he found the Sun Totem Stone, which was a bright and smooth totem stone.

"Break it, Baxia, I want his power, hurry up, my power is about to be fixed."

At the critical moment, the little turtle swung his ** and fiercely bombarded the Sun Totem Stone.

"Wuwu..."

The rapid blocking sound came from the totem fire of the Sun Totem Stone, but Diwu Xuan would not listen to what he said.

"Bomb..."

After the fierce collision, the Sun Totem Stone shattered, and Diwu Xuan immediately asked the little turtle to pick up a part and put it next to the totem fire.

"Moon Totem Stone, hurry up, I want the power of the Moon Totem Stone."

Diwu Xuan kept urging him. He could feel his power taking shape. He was taking the most important step. Once he took it, he would truly become a spirit totem.

By that time, his power would definitely be fixed. In his current state, fire and water would be the main body of his future power.

"I want Yin and Yang, not fire and water. Hurry up, Ba Xia, hurry up."

Diwu Xuan kept urging him. The little turtle also knew that time was running out, so he increased his speed suddenly.

"Boom..."

The Moon Totem Stone was shattered, and the stones flew around. Because of his anxiety, the little turtle used too much force.

"Try to throw as much as possible as the Sun Totem Stone into the Totem Fire."

The Fifth Xuan quickly ordered, and the little turtle quickly carried out the Fifth Xuan's order.

Before the sacrificial dance was finished, the fragments of the Sun and Moon Totem Stone finally fell into the Totem Fire.

"Extreme Yin, Extreme Yang, Light and Dark, good job, let me change my power, let me become a real spiritual totem."

The Fifth Xuan roared in the Totem Stone, and at the same time controlled the Yin and Yang power refined into pure power by the Totem Fire into his body.

Light occupied the hot red power, and darkness occupied the moist sea blue power. Everything was completed in an instant, and the next moment, the sacrificial dance just ended.

"Om..."

Suddenly, it seemed as if the world was frozen at this moment, and everyone stared at the Totem Fire motionlessly.

The totem fire changed from red and blue to black and white, but it was not over yet. Its flame was fixed there, motionless, as if it was cast under a spell of immobilization.

Next, a figure slowly walked out of the light. He was short and slightly hunched. He walked slowly from the light to the darkness and sat quietly in the eyes of the Yin-Pole Fish.

He sat there in a small way, wearing only a short animal skin. He glanced at the tribe, then looked at Diwu Xuan and nodded slowly.

From the moment this figure appeared, Diwu Xuan was already stunned. When the little man nodded to him, he burst into tears, pouring into his heart.