Chapter 360 Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races



Before sinking, he began to subtly inquire about history from the girl named "Moon Falcon".

The main reason was Yuejun's surprised look, which made Shenqian reluctant to ask too obviously. He could only gather information little by little under the guise of communication.

Perhaps in the other party's eyes, how could someone from one of the five major clans not know about the long history?

After all, the five legendary clans all had a kind of "school" where anyone who had studied was a scholar of great wisdom.

However, after some persuasion from Chen Qian, he still managed to obtain a tiny bit of useful information.

First of all, it can be confirmed that these humans and I are of the same lineage.

Because in terms of human origins, they have unwavering faith in the legends of "Pangu creating the world" and "Nuwa patching up the sky".

Pangu, Fuxi, and Nuwa are also the three supreme gods in their mouths.

In addition, this was an era in which gods roamed freely.

Besides these three creator gods that no one has ever seen, there are many other "living" gods in the world.

The term "alive" means that these deities have been witnessed by more than one pair of eyes, and that they occasionally reappear to assert their presence.

This includes not only gods worshipped by humans, but also gods worshipped by other races, as well as many great gods worshipped by various ethnic groups.

When Shen Qian heard this, he was somewhat surprised and felt a little heavy-hearted.

It wasn't that he was surprised that gods actually existed, but rather that it confirmed one of his guesses.

According to the book "Ancient Human History" that he had read, humans were still in an era of worshipping gods, and it was only mentioned in the preface of that book.

In other words, this history predates the era described in "The History of Ancient Humans".

...What the hell did I transmigrate into?

Shen Qian was completely baffled. His original intention in entering the River of Time was clearly to reverse the outcome of the Nine Heavens War.

This is going too far!

The final question is to understand what the five major tribes are.

In Shen Qian's view, if this human territory is centered around the five major races, then the answers to many questions should lie with the five major races.

However, since Shen Qian was already considered one of the five major clans in Yue Jun's mind, it was not appropriate to ask him questions about the five major clans.

With a strong spiritual core as support, Shen Qian's language learning ability is naturally beyond question. After walking for about ten miles, the two's communication became increasingly smooth.

As the man leading the way shouted, some stone-built houses came into view, and Shen Qian clearly noticed that the people around him breathed a slight sigh of relief.

At this moment, he suddenly remembered that along the way, when Shen Qian and Yue Jun were talking, the others were mostly silent, except for occasionally glancing at Shen Qian with curiosity, and just constantly watching their surroundings vigilantly.

Even Yuejun had cautiously reminded them to lower their volume before sinking.

When Shen Qian specifically asked her, she said it was because she was afraid of disturbing the spirits of Mangshan. At the time, Shen Qian thought it was just some kind of custom, but now it seems that there is probably a deeper meaning.

The Yuezhi people lived in a narrow valley nestled between two mountains. Because of its low-lying location, the area was humid and hot in summer and cold and damp in winter, making it hardly a pleasant place to live.

If there is any advantage, it is that this narrow valley has only one entrance and exit, making it easy to defend and difficult to attack.

At the entrance to the narrow valley, besides two burly guards, there was also a dried red scale hanging in their mouths.

"What is that?" Shen Qian asked curiously.

"That's a token of the gods, it can protect our peace," Yuejun explained, gesturing as he spoke.

As for what the deity of Python Mountain was, Yue Jun kept avoiding the topic, and Shen Qian didn't press him further.

Upon entering the territory of the Yuezhi tribe, Shen Qian looked around and realized that the tribe was even poorer than he had imagined. The few stone houses he had seen at the beginning were basically the entirety of the Yuezhi tribe's property.

Further in, you'll find low-rise buildings made of a mixture of earth and stone, and many cave dwellings carved into the mountainside.

As the group entered, the entire clan suddenly became noisy, with many people running out from all directions, mostly women and children.

However, for most people, the only description is that they were barely clothed.

Those people only glanced at Shen Qian, who was at the back, with slight surprise, before quickly focusing their attention on the leading man and woman.

But as the middle-aged couple said something loudly, the people around them showed expressions of disappointment. The man seemed a little embarrassed. Fortunately, at this moment, Moon Falcon, who was next to Shen Qian, walked over. After she said a few words, she waved her hand, and a deer-like creature with a body size of about four meters tall appeared in the open space.

Wow!

The people around them waved excitedly and cheered loudly.

Shen Qian was also very surprised.

It wasn't because everyone else returned empty-handed while only Yuejun had something to gain, but because Yuejun actually possessed a spatial artifact.

If I'm not mistaken, it should be the silver rope around the Moon Falcon's waist.

Shen Qian initially thought it was just a decorative ornament, at most just a nice-looking one, but he never expected it to be a spatial artifact!

The preciousness of spatial artifacts goes without saying, especially...

Generally, the value is calculated based on the size. For example, the ring that Shen bought first was worth nearly eight million on the market, while the space gem the size of a goose egg in Lao Liu's hand was worth more than fifty million.

However, the waist rope of the Moon Falcon, when fully extended, is nearly a meter long and about the thickness of a thumb. In terms of volume alone, it far exceeds the space crystal in Old Liu's hand.

My dear reader, there's more to this chapter! Please click the next page to continue reading—even more exciting content awaits!

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