In the sacrificial square, it took Jiang Xuan a while to come back to his senses after he opened his eyes.
He glanced at the huge divine vine that had floated into the sky with a complicated expression, as if he could feel the other party's smile.
He was sure that Shen Teng's true identity was indeed closely related to him, but she definitely could not be his mother.
After all, he has been in this world for eighteen years. Which mother could be so heartless as to not acknowledge him for eighteen years?
Moreover, Shen Teng's style of doing things is completely different from the mother in his memory. It is impossible that even her personality and habits have changed after traveling through time, right? Thinking of this, Jiang Xuan retracted his gaze from Shen Teng.
No matter who Shen Teng's true identity is, it will not do him any harm. The most important thing right now is to win this war.
"Is this the strength of the Nine-Colored Warrior?"
Jiang Xuan felt the changes in his body and found that both his five senses and strength had obvious changes compared to before, as if his whole body had been strengthened.
What’s even more mysterious is that he can sense some things that he couldn’t sense before, such as Chishao’s powerful soul power.
In order to verify that his feeling was not illusory, Jiang Xuan searched the surroundings for a moment, then strode towards a huge rock at the edge of the sacrificial square.
"What is the chief going to do?"
"I don't know, let's go and see."
"Go, go."
All the leaders followed Jiang Xuan, and even Chi Shao was curious about what Jiang Xuan was going to do.
Jiang Xuan walked to a long boulder that was more than four meters high, and walked around the boulder, looking for a suitable place to grab.
After searching around, he stood on the smaller side of the boulder, then stretched out his arms and hugged the boulder.
Uncaria's eyes widened, and he asked in surprise, "Chief, are you trying to lift this boulder?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a large number of green vine-like totem patterns suddenly appeared on Jiang Xuan's arms.
"rise!"
Jiang Xuan shouted, and he easily lifted up the four-meter-long boulder, even above his head! This scene made everyone's eyes widen, their mouths opened involuntarily, and even their breathing became rapid.
Jiang Xuan lifted the stone up and down several times and felt that it was not difficult to lift the stone with the power of the totem, so he threw it to the ground again.
“Boom!”
When the huge rock fell to the ground, the soil on the ground was instantly dented, which showed how heavy it was.
Then, Jiang Xuan clenched his fist and hammered hard into the middle of the boulder.
“Crack!”
With a loud bang, Jiang Xuan actually broke the boulder with a diameter of one meter in half with one punch! A fist mark appeared at the broken part of the boulder, and it sank deeply into the soil.
When everyone saw this scene, almost everyone was speechless instantly.
It’s not that they had never thought that their leader was very powerful, but they didn’t expect him to be so powerful. It’s simply divine power!
After a moment of silence, Uncaria's face flushed as he tilted his neck back and shouted, "Chief, power!"
"Chief, Chief, Chief!!!"
All the members of the Teng tribe in the sacrificial square started shouting. They were so excited that veins on their necks became visible and the totem patterns on their bodies became brighter than before.
Jiang Xuan turned around, listened to the thunderous cheers, faced the fanatical admiring gazes of the crowd, and took the fine iron spear from the hand of his personal warrior next to him.
After the shouting subsided for a while, Jiang Xuan raised his spear, glanced at everyone, then raised the spear high above his head, piercing the sky, and shouted loudly:
"In this battle, the Teng tribe will win!"
"We will win! We will win! We will win!!!"
All the soldiers raised their weapons and followed Jiang Xuan in shouting wildly again. Their fighting spirit was like a raging flame that seemed to reach the sky.
Following the crowd's enthusiastic pursuit, Jiang Xuan sat on the back of the Black Wind Rhino again, then raised his sharp spear and pointed in the direction of the ant nest:
"Warriors of the tribe, follow me to fight!"
After Jiang Xuan finished shouting, he squeezed his legs together, and the huge Black Wind Rhinoceros immediately moved, striding towards the river. The heavy footsteps made the ground shake slightly.
“Kill! Kill! Kill!!!”
The warriors of the Teng tribe lined up in neat rows and followed Jiang Xuan towards the ant nest like a torrent bursting through a dam, with the sound of killing shaking the sky.
At the altar, Chishao bowed to the god vine again and shouted loudly: "Please ask the god vine to build a bridge across the river to help the tribal warriors cross the river and kill the enemy!"
“Buzz…”
The divine vine floating in the sky emitted a dazzling divine light, and countless branches grew rapidly, intertwining with each other and extending towards the Nanhe River.
When these branches reached the Nan River, one end quickly took root on the riverside, while the other end crossed the river and took root on the opposite bank, forming a huge bridge across the river.
By the time Jiang Xuan arrived at the river riding the Black Wind Rhino, the bridge across the river made of thick vines had been completely formed.
Jiang Xuan had no time to marvel at the miracle created by the divine vine.
He rode the Black Wind Rhino onto the vine bridge without hesitation, and then led more than 10,000 vine tribe warriors behind him to continue rushing towards the ant nest on the opposite bank.
"babble!"
In the sky, the purple eagle with a wingspan of more than 60 meters made a cry like piercing gold and splitting rocks. It was full of fighting spirit, but did not advance rashly. It just circled continuously following the team on the ground, guiding them and surveying the enemy situation.
After all the warriors of the Teng tribe crossed the bridge, Chishao immediately led a large number of witch doctors and ordinary tribesmen to follow and provide logistical support for the warriors fighting in the front.
After the people of the Vine Tribe crossed the river, the warriors of the Mountain Turtle Tribe, who had been waiting for a long time, rode into the water on their giant mountain turtles, ready to attack the ant nest together with the Vine Tribe under the leadership of the Turtle God.
The leader Shanjia changed his cowardly image. He raised the iron spear obtained from the Teng tribe and shouted loudly: "The opportunity for revenge that our Mountain Turtle tribe has waited for hundreds of years has finally come. Warriors of the Mountain Turtle tribe, charge with me, kill all those ants, and bring back the remains of the old turtle god!"
"Kill all the ants and bring back the remains of the old turtle god!"
The warriors of the Mountain Turtle Tribe began to shout.
Countless giant mountain turtles went into the water, carrying thousands of mountain turtle tribe warriors, and swam to the other side of the river following the turtle god in front of them that looked like a small mountain.
…
After the Vine Tribe and the Mountain Turtle Tribe crossed the river, the Ant Tribe also began to move.
The leader Guli held a bronze spear in his hand and shouted to the thousands of warriors behind him: "That despicable red ant killed our ant god, ate our ancestors and countless brothers and sisters, and occupied our territory!"
"We have suffered so much pain and torture because of those damn red ants!"
"Now, the time for revenge has come. If you are not afraid of death, follow me!"
After Gu Li finished speaking, he rushed towards the huge vine bridge across the river.
At this moment, the wills of countless ancestors seemed to be bestowed upon him. At this moment, he was fearless and ready to face death!
“Go!”
Qie Ye also shouted and followed Gu Li to rush onto the vine bridge.
Then, it was the second soldier, the third soldier, the fourth soldier...
None of the thousands of ant tribe warriors retreated. They were fed up with being displaced and hungry, and were willing to risk their lives to fight for a brighter tomorrow!
…
Soon, the Monkey Tribe, the Rat Tribe, the Frog Tribe, the Bamboo Rat Tribe...all the medium-sized or small tribes that were dependent on the Vine Tribe rushed onto the Vine Bridge.
Whether they are willing or not, this is a battle that determines life and death. No tribe dares to retreat, and no one is allowed to retreat! (End of this chapter)
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