I can see the blood bar and my purity is extremely high

Chapter 613 Suspicious Points Regarding the Blazing Flame Battle Venerable, Valley of Warfall
The Third Elder died a restless death, tormented by endless terror, regret, and pain.

The guys from the Lieyan tribe have mastered the ability of moral blackmail without any instruction, which is a game-changer in an era where even lying is considered a sign of high intelligence.

It's practically the perfect tool for those in positions of power to manipulate others.

Back then, Chi Yan firmly believed in this, and he was happy to fight. Every time, he would rush forward with great enthusiasm, and his main strategy was to sacrifice himself for others.

But it's a pity.

This time, the targets they chose to target had no concept of morality.

Well.
Or rather, Lu Wenwu's understanding of morality is somewhat different from that of normal people.

After all, you can't expect someone who was frequently criticized as crazy by their teammates in the early days of dungeon runs to be normal.

I, Lu Wenwu, am a human, a true dragon, a primordial demon, a moral abyss, a neutral party in chaos, and occasionally I may dabble in lawful evil.

But I'm a reasonable person.
(Confirmed)
After Lu Wenwu revealed his morally bankrupt side, the once "warlike and skilled" Lieyan tribe immediately became known for its singing and dancing.

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

Many people tried to beg him to take pity on them and his people and use his miraculous healing methods.

Lu Wenwu ignored this and, after dusting himself off, led the Fierce Wolf Clan and the dozen or so people from the Crimson Flame Clan toward the Valley of Fallen Warriors.

You've already morally blackmailed me, why should I treat you?
Let them fend for themselves.

"Master is such a kind man," Lu Wenwu remarked on the way. "He secluded himself in that little house for two hundred years to cultivate his mind and body."

Mao Mao, who had reappeared in Lu Wenwu's arms, nodded in full approval.

There is one thing to say, indeed.

Based on the master's original style, the Lieyan tribe would most likely be wiped out with a single slap.

So far, only three have been killed.

It's nothing short of a miracle.

This would have been unimaginable in the past.

To this day, Mao Mao still remembers the outrageously despicable plan that Lu Wenwu came up with when he first went into a dungeon, in order to lure out those creatures that feed on their own kind.

On the way, Lu Wenwu took the opportunity to learn more about the development of the Lieyan tribe.

To be precise, it's not very detailed.

The Lieyan tribe did not develop papermaking technology. Although they had writing, they relied entirely on oral tradition and engraving on tortoise shells and smearing on animal hides for record-keeping.

It's only slightly better than nothing.

The origins and duration of the Lieyan tribe are unknown.

The Fierce Flame Warrior was born approximately three thousand years ago.

After its birth, it displayed extremely strong talent and had a unique advantage in refining beast blood, accepting almost anything that came its way.

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

It was at this time that he officially established the Lieyan Tribe, which began to conquer all directions with its original core members, constantly accepting tribesmen scattered in all directions, and the Lieyan Tribe grew stronger and stronger.

At its peak, it had as many as 20,000 people.

During that period, the Fierce Flame War Lord was constantly waging wars and gathering humans.

His younger brother, the first generation Chi Yan, was in charge of the tribe's livelihood and stayed behind to ensure that the tribe could fight without worry.

This process takes about twenty years.

During these twenty years, the Blazing Flame Warrior also continuously strengthened himself, eventually growing to the point where he could crush the Beast Emperor.

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

Logically speaking, someone who could survive unscathed under the siege of more than ten beast kings and fight against a hundred enemies single-handedly should be impossible to stop from escaping. Only someone stronger than him could kill him.

But the Fierce Flame Warrior is dead.

Some speculate that he was ambushed by the Beast King with a powerful divine artifact, ultimately leading to his death.

Some speculate that he deliberately sought death in order to clear away all enemies around the Lieyan tribe and create a safe haven for humanity.

Some speculate that it was the legendary Beast God who intervened, causing the Blazing Flame Battle Venerable to perish along with him, thus taking many Beast Emperors and Beast Kings with him.

In short, whatever the reason, the Blazing Flame Warrior ultimately perished.

His death was a major blow to humanity at the time, tantamount to annihilation.

In that era, the cultivation methods of the Beast Warriors were very rudimentary, roughly at the level of the Green Grass Tribe.

All I can say is that they are alive.

However, the Fierce Flame Battle Venerable used his unparalleled cultivation talent to break through the cultivation limit time and time again.

His younger brother, Chi Yan, reverse-engineered his physical condition and cultivation process, constantly deciphering, simplifying, summarizing, and optimizing the cultivation method of the Beast Blood Warrior, ultimately raising its upper limit to a level sufficient to fight against the Beast King.

After the death of the Fierce Flame War Lord, even if Chi Yan was a genius, he was still powerless to make a meal without ingredients.

His comprehension is extraordinary, but his physical constitution is only average.

It is difficult to continue to deduce this problem.

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

As for relying on the ancestral war gun
This is the very solution that Chi Yan came up with after the death of the Blazing Flame Warrior, a solution that was hardly a solution at all.

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

As the tradition is passed down from generation to generation, even if the descendants are not as good as their elder brothers, surely there can be no descendants who are better than them?
Believe in the wisdom of future generations!
Unfortunately, the first generation of Chi Yan never expected that his descendants would be so disappointing.

The main theme is belief in one's ancestors.

You might say they're bad, but they've preserved the same dishes for so many years without losing a single word; they're still exactly the same as they were back then.

You might say they're capable, but after all these years, they haven't changed a single thing; they're still exactly the same as they were back then.
I wonder if the first generation of Crimson Flame would be so angry that he would come back to life if he knew the current state of the Blazing Flame Tribe.

Similarly, it was precisely because of the death of the Blazing Flame Warrior that the Blazing Flame Tribe split up about three hundred years after his death.

One reason for this is that after the deaths of the Blazing Flame Warrior and the First Generation Crimson Flame, no one in the Blazing Flame tribe was able to shoulder the responsibility or support such a large tribe.

The surrounding food supply was insufficient to meet the needs of so many people, leading to a continuous decline in the tribe's population and a significant reduction in its strength.

A larger part of the reason, however, stemmed from ideological differences. In the three hundred years following the deaths of the Blazing Flame Warrior and the First Crimson Flame, the Blazing Flame tribe, having lost its strongest warrior, spent most of its time licking its wounds and shrinking as much as possible to preserve the lives of the vast majority of its people.

Once the situation stabilized, some people believed that they should follow the ideals of the former Blazing Flame War Lord and try their best to gather humans on the desolate ancient continent and continue to expand their tribes.

Others believe that the current situation is not stable enough and a new generation of War Gods is needed to set the tone; this matter requires careful consideration.

The two sides clashed violently due to ideological differences.

A group of people who believed they should follow the will of the Blazing Flame War God left in anger and decided to travel eastward, following the advice of the wandering humans they had met, to rebuild the Blazing Flame tribe on the vast plains there.

The remaining people have been living off the ancestral property left by the Blazing Flame Warrior and the first Crimson Flame to this day, which is now the Blazing Flame Tribe.

Lu Wenwu had reason to suspect that the walled humans that Qinglin had seen were descendants of those who had left the Lieyan tribe due to ideological differences.

Besides that, Lu Wenwu also had another suspicion.

This Blazing War Lord
Is he a time traveler with a cheat code?
The main problem was that this person was so outrageous that he couldn't help but be suspicious.

A cultivation method that originally had a limit of B-rank and had huge flaws allowed him to rely on his talent to reach the Godhood realm in just over ten years, and even become invincible among those in the same realm and fight against a hundred opponents.

All that's left is to gather the power of destiny and achieve the "divine" realm!
Who would believe that this wasn't done by cheating?

You don't need time to explore and try and fail; it's just that I think it might work?

Do not make jokes!
The Blood Warrior's training system didn't even have any "skills" back then; it was a complete blank slate, just like Green Grass and the others.

Most of the martial arts techniques practiced by the Lieyan tribe were created by the brothers Chiyan and Lieyan.

More direct evidence is that various signs indicate that the Blazing Flame Warrior seems to have been born with this knowledge.

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

The Fierce Flame Warrior once taught the people of the Fierce Flame Tribe basic mathematics and some units of measurement.

The people of the Lieyan tribe clearly understand concepts such as "centimeter, meter, li", "day, month, year", "length, width, height", and also know some words that should not exist 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 we consider eating raw meat and drinking blood as the current state of the times, then it is possible that such a thing could be invented.

What about "ideological awareness"?

Where did your Lieyan tribe get such things as "thoughts" and "enlightenment"?
Not to mention that there are absolutely no "pig"-like creatures within the maximum range that the Lieyan tribe can move around.

Even now, it's questionable whether the "dog race" still exists on the ancient continent.

So the question is, how was this word created?

Driven by curiosity, Lu Wenwu, who had only intended to take a sightseeing tour, became very curious about the possible "fellow villager" buried in the Valley of Fallen Warriors.

I wonder if the other person left any last words or anything like that?

Lu Wenwu felt the small, exquisite general statue in his hand, which looked like a small hand-held item.

Now, its correct name should be the Statue of the Blazing Flame Warrior.

The statue still has no face, only a black stone surface.

Its hands appeared to be clenching something, constantly releasing an emotion called "desire," and continuously conveying some vague guiding information to Lu Wenwu.

Perhaps it's because the guns used in the battles of yesteryear are no longer available.

If Lu Wenwu hadn't used his immense blood energy to suppress it, the ancestral war spear that Chi Yan had always carried on his back would probably have merged with this small and exquisite statue of the Blazing Flame Warrior long ago.

The Beast Kings' deductions and consensus are wrong.

The method to "open the seal" was not passed down in the Lieyan tribe at all.

Lu Wenwu sat on Qinglin's back, chatting with her casually, feeling the increasingly intense heat of the Blazing Flame Battle God statue in his hand, and couldn't help but find it a little amusing.

If these beast kings, who have been fighting each other for so long, knew that one of the "keys" to open the seal didn't even exist in this world, I wonder what their expressions would be.

They might get so angry they'll curse.

The Valley of Fallen Warriors, which sealed away more than ten beast kings and hundreds of beast lords of varying sizes, is an extremely vast area.

The afternoon sun shone on the perpetually lingering pale red miasma, and a ghastly white bone, at least tens of thousands of meters long, pierced through the entire rift valley, like a broken sword.

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

I don't know if it's because of the hundreds of beast kings that are used as fertilizer, but the vegetation here is growing exceptionally lushly.

The silver-maned giant lion lazily awoke from its slumber, its feet treading on golden light as it slowly moved forward, letting out deep roars.

“That foolish mother wolf fell for it and led her cubs to fight the two-legged beasts of the Blazing Flame Tribe. Aren’t you going to do anything about this? Otherwise, if this generation of Crimson Flame dies, we’ll have to wait a long time.”

"Tch, with her meager strength, how could she possibly defeat the Blazing Flame Tribe? If it weren't for the mysterious bloodline she possesses, I would have drained all the essence from her blood long ago! She has so little strength yet dares to be so arrogant."

A hiss, seemingly half-mouse-like, came through, mixed with undisguised disdain.

At the end of the sound, a six-winged blood bat hung upside down from the top of a cave as red as blood, its fierce purple eyes piercing through the churning poisonous mist.

Deep within the rock strata, faint wails could be heard, accompanied by an extremely strong stench of blood.

In just a short while, a gale carrying blood mist swept past the claw marks-covered cave entrance, dropping one lifeless object after another to the ground as if it were worthless.

It was the bats throwing out of the cave one after another dried-up corpses, drained of blood, from various races.

"Blood Bat King, you've gone a bit too far."

A pure white light flickered on the massive rhinoceros horn, bursting forth with astonishing sharpness in all directions.

The heavy iron hooves pounded down, and the thrown-out mummies all crumbled into dust, completely merging with the earth.

Its voice was filled with intense dissatisfaction.

"I've only been asleep for a few days, and you've gotten all bolder? Eating two-legged beasts and those other small tribes wasn't enough for you, now you dare to touch the tribes under my command? Are you tired of living?"

A sinister voice came from the six-winged blood bat: "Bull Emperor, you're wrong. My men have not overstepped their bounds in the slightest. They have acted entirely according to the rules we set back then. It was agreed that those below the King level are allowed to compete with each other, regardless of life or death."

The Bull King was furious, and the white light on its horn shone even brighter: "Bullshit! I finally managed to create a pseudo-king under my command, and he bled to death the very next day. And you're telling me this is normal competition?"

"If you're not convinced, then start a war. I, Blood Bat, will fight you to the bitter end."

The six-winged blood bat's voice was playful and sounded incredibly irritating.

"Perfect timing! I'd also like to see if you, the fragile king of the bull tribe, can withstand my vampire fangs!"

(End of this chapter)