After a century of worship, I became the ancestor of the tribe.

Chapter 111 The Remnant Soul from Eight Thousand Years Ago! (Please Subscribe)

Ancestral temple.

The middle-aged man faced Shen Can, but his eyes appeared somewhat empty.

"Yes."

Shen Can nodded.

As the head of the ancestral temple, he should be considered the temple keeper.

Both the spirit mediums and the information obtained from Jidi mentioned that large-scale sacrifices such as tribal advancement could, if the tribe had enough opportunities, attract the remnant souls of human ancestors wandering in the mountains and forests.

The figure before me was like a wisp of smoke, so ethereal that it seemed as if it would dissipate with a single breath.

The man and the soul stared at each other in silence for a long time, the middle-aged man seemingly frozen in place.

If it weren't for the fact that his divine sense could still detect the fluctuations in soul power, Shen Can would have thought that what he was seeing was a mirage.

Shen Can now understands this situation.

This is because the remnant soul is too fragmented. It was only able to ask him one question just now. It's hard to say whether the remnant soul's consciousness returned for a fleeting moment or if it just asks this question whenever it meets someone.

Seeing this, Shen Can quickly took the beast blood from the blood vessel, selected a bronze artifact, and began to draw witch runes on it.

As the blood-red shamanic runes flashed with crimson light on the surface of the bronze vessel, the frozen middle-aged phantom indeed stirred, and looked up at Shen Can once more.

"Are you the temple keeper?"

Has the Northern Expedition of Yongshan begun?

Upon hearing this, Shen Can was taken aback.

The Northern Expedition of Yongshan dates back eight thousand years.

This remnant soul comes from eight thousand years ago!

At this moment, fluctuations emanated from the middle-aged remnant soul, clearly indicating that the Northern Expedition of Yongshan was an extremely important event in his life, which he had remembered instinctively even in his remnant soul form.

Shen Can hesitated for a moment before saying, "The Yongshan tribe was wiped out eight thousand years ago."

In an instant, the middle-aged remnant soul opened and closed its eyes, bursting forth with unparalleled sharpness, causing the sacrificial vessels in the ancestral temple to hum in unison.

One by one, the slumbering souls were awakened by this sharp force, and the humming sound of the sacrificial vessels resounded throughout the ancestral temple.

After seeing off the fire altars of the tribal chiefs, he hurried back to the ancestral temple.

"Ah-chan?"

Just as Huotang was about to speak in front of the ancestral temple, he saw the afterimage of the suspended figure, and the words that were about to come out of his mouth suddenly became extremely soft.

Shen Can made a shushing gesture and nodded at Huotang.

"Eight thousand years ago."

The middle-aged man lowered his head, and his previously somewhat empty eyes turned black, somewhat resembling the black eyes of a normal human.

"Yongshan is gone."

"Senior, according to the clan records that have been passed down, the Yongshanbo tribe once marched all the way north to the Juyue Mountains, which is now the location of my Zhiyan tribe."

After a few breaths, the middle-aged man sighed, his tone tinged with regret.

"It turns out that Yongshan didn't break his promise; it was I who broke it."

Why am I still alive?

“I have come to Yongyi on the orders of Daibo to seek help. The Tulou in Dai is powerful and has been attacking various tribes. Three generations of Daibo have died in battle within a hundred years. If Yongyi can cross the Juyue Mountain and attack the Tulou in the north, the people of Dai and Yongyi will be united as one.”

"...Eight thousand years have passed, it's too late, too late..."

The middle-aged man continued his narration, momentarily forgetting the presence of Shen Can and Huo Tang, and his tone became increasingly bitter.

"If Yongshan is gone, does the Dai region still exist?"

……

"North of the Juyue Mountains."

Shen Can and Huo Tang exchanged a glance, and at that moment they confirmed the origin of this remnant soul of a human ancestor.

The Juyue Mountains are majestic and boundless. According to the legends of Yongyi, the Yongshanbo tribe, which once convened a meeting of various tribes, was halted in its northern expedition due to the obstruction of the Juyue Mountains.

The person before me actually came from north of Juyue.

How did you get here?
The Juyue Mountains are not just a single, impassable mountain range, but a vast, continuous mountain range stretching from north to south, fraught with countless dangers.

From the very beginning of their development, the Blazing Flame Tribe set its sights on the south, never even considering heading north towards the Giant Mountain Range.

Seeing the middle-aged man fall into self-blame, his already unstable soul shadow trembled even more, so Shen Can quickly grabbed the bronze vessel with the engraved runes and moved closer.

With the Beast Blood Witch Talisman as a medium, the middle-aged man's soul shadow slightly distorted and disappeared into the bronze vessel.

"I'll go catch a wild beast."

Huotang turned around and headed out of the ancestral temple.

Before long, Huo Tang carried a Rift Mountain Kui into the ancestral temple. Shen Can quickly grabbed the Rift Mountain Kui's ears and began to draw witch talismans.

He quickly smeared the freshly extracted beast blood onto the bronze vessel, each drop of blood gleaming with a magical light as it seeped into the vessel's interior.

Sensing the middle-aged man inside the bronze vessel absorbing energy from the blood essence, Shen Can accelerated his drawing speed, almost exhausting all the beast blood contained in the blood vessel. The illusory soul image of the middle-aged man finally stabilized with a slight effort.

“It was brought here by yesterday’s grand ceremony.”

After a long while, Shen Can told Huo Tang about the middle-aged man's background.

"I heard that the Jishanbo tribe in Ji County has a history of eight thousand years, and the ancestor of the Jishanbo tribe even followed the Yongshanbo tribe on a northern expedition."

Huotang felt a surge of emotion, "Eight thousand years is too long."

Shen Can's consciousness remained focused on the bronze vessel and did not withdraw.

Currently, in addition to the countless remnant souls gathered in the sacrificial cauldron within the ancestral temple, there are now more independent sacrificial spirits.

One of them now only acts on instinct, occasionally muttering incomplete cultivation methods.

One of the spirits was somewhat unstable, and his thoughts were fragmented.

After observing for a long time and finding that the two independent sacrificial spirits were relatively stable, Shen Can withdrew his divine sense.

"Chief, have all the tribal chiefs been seen off?"

"They've all left." Huotang nodded. "I also told them to prepare for the drought. It's getting hotter and hotter; I'm afraid there won't be any cold weather this year."

"Hopefully this drought won't last too long."

Even so, Huotang himself was not entirely sure.

The only saving grace is that the Blazing Flame's ability to withstand disasters has greatly improved, and it will no longer be as easily destroyed as the small tribes of the past.

I didn't stay at the ancestral temple for long. After seeing the fire altar where the spirits had settled, I left in a hurry.

The signs of drought are becoming increasingly apparent, so we should make as many preparations as possible.

Nowadays, Huotang is becoming increasingly efficient and decisive. He quickly convened a clan meeting to discuss countermeasures against the drought from multiple angles, including drought relief, water storage, and the cultivation of drought-resistant crops.

At the same time, the tribe underwent a second reform.

This reform is a continuation of the first reform.

The older generation of elders in the clan, including Huo Xian, have all retired. In fact, the generational change of the clan began when Huo Qi became the Grand Elder.

Following this further reform, Shen Can's eldest disciple, Huo Chong, became the Elder of the Military Affairs Department, responsible for the forging of weapons and armor within the clan.

The second disciple, Huoyun, became the Elder of Agriculture, in charge of the cultivation and breeding of spirit rice, millet, rice, and medicinal herbs within the clan.

The other disciples, Huo Fu, Huo Ye, Huo Long, Huo Tuan, and Huo Jiang, respectively held positions in the animal training park, as a shaman, and as an instructor in the shamanic temple.

The main issue is that other sorcerers within the clan have not yet been trained, but there are enough third-generation sorcerers. Shen Can plans to begin training them in a more detailed and targeted manner.

For example, the tribe lacks animal tamers, bird tamers, and mining shamans, and the training of this third batch of shaman apprentices is to fill the gaps in the tribe's professional shaman skills. As the Grand Elder, Huo Qi has even more responsibilities. His duties as the chief administrator not only include managing the Blazing Flame Tribe, but also registering and cataloging all his subjects and subordinate tribes.

At the very least, Zhiyan needs to know how many tribes he has, their approximate strength, the number of tribe soldiers, and their output.

This is the only way to make an appropriate conscription limit during wartime and to have a rough assessment of the specific strength that one side can offer.

Each department needs to make offerings to Zhiyan, and Zhiyan also needs to understand the output of each department and whether there are any specific rare resources.

This is the only way to arrange the types and quantities of tributes offered by each tribe, and to make the most of the tributes offered by the vassal tribes.

Volcano led the Blazing Flame Guard and officially launched the internal selection of the Flame Warrior Guard, which was personally controlled by the clan leader Huotang.

In addition, because the Blazing Flame Tribe now has a large number of subjects and vassal tribes, there are issues to be addressed in handling matters between the subjects and tribes, such as merits and conflicts.

The Temple Guard was formally established to oversee the punishments and rewards of the tribe's members, subjects, and vassal tribes.

He appointed Huo Zhang and thirty-six others to guard the prison, reward merits, record merits, and discern right from wrong.

A separate clan prison was established, which not only detained those who had committed crimes, but also temporarily detained blood witches and blood warriors who appeared in the Blazing Flame and its vassal tribes, as well as villains who arbitrarily slaughtered their own kind.

As for capturing blood witches and blood warriors and guarding the clan prison, the task was temporarily handed over to the Blood Curse Guards, and some warriors were drawn from the clan soldiers to serve as prison guards to assist the Blood Curse Guards in guarding the clan prison.

The first thing the Blood Curse Guard did after guarding the clan's prison was to send a group of people out of the tribe to search for Blood Witches and Blood Warriors.

This is also permitted by Huotang. Zhiyan governs all tribes and protects their peace. In addition to resisting Xiaoyang, he also protects the tribes from being invaded by the Blood Witches.

This was also the first time the Blazing Flame Division had served as the sect leader's division, and everyone was learning their duties from scratch. It was a bit chaotic at first, and it was inevitable that some duties would not be fully assigned.

The solution is to identify problems and solve them, fill in the gaps and make improvements step by step.

The clan's reforms caused quite a stir for several days, but they did not delay the daily offerings of wild beasts to the ancestral temple.

While nurturing the two sacrificial spirits within the sacrificial artifact, Shen Can deduced the Five Desolate True Beast Stakes.

This body tempering technique is more comprehensive than the Kui Niu Fist, as it is based on five types of wild beasts: tiger, deer, bear, ape, and eagle.

After several days of deduction, Shen Can discovered that the Kui Niu Fist practiced by the Zhi Yan Tribe could completely replace the deer form within it.

In this way, Kui Niu Fist will be expanded into a method of tempering the five elements.

“Ape…bones…stretching tendons…”

"I was ambushed and killed by earthworms."

"The location is in the mountains."

In the empty ancestral temple, whenever the divine consciousness is released, it can capture the fragments of words unconsciously uttered by the sacrificial spirits.

Shen Can had long since gotten used to hearing this.

But at this moment, he held his breath and focused his consciousness on the bronze vessel.

"There is black mist in the valley, and four..."

……

A month later.

Within the Juyue Mountains, about four thousand miles northeast of the Zhiyan Tribe, towering mountains rise and fall like a forest, standing like giant swords.

Around a valley shrouded in a hazy black mist, figures clad in black armor stood guard, and numerous giant crossbows were embedded high in the ground, vigilantly aimed at the surroundings.

Shen Can stood at the valley entrance and looked into the valley. His disciple Huo Fu followed beside him, holding the sacrificial vessel where the middle-aged elder had resided.

At this moment, the middle-aged elder manifested from the sacrificial vessel, gazing at the entrance of the valley, his eyes once again showing emotion.

"It was here that I was ambushed and killed by the earthworms. They nailed me here with ram horns, trying to prevent my soul from ever returning to my tribe."

"I never imagined that after eight thousand years, my soul would not be completely destroyed, and my remnant soul could even briefly regain its clarity."

The valley was deep, shrouded in vegetation, and filled with billowing mist that grew thicker the further one went in.

After taking another look at the valley, the man in the middle floated into it.

The clansmen took the lead and cleared a path through the weeds, and Shen Can followed them into the depths of the valley.

According to the elders, he was ambushed and killed here eight thousand years ago. However, after eight thousand years of wind and rain erosion, no trace of the battle can be seen inside or outside the valley.

As they ventured deeper into the valley, the tribesmen who had led the way began to feel a bone-chilling cold.

Reaching the darkest part at the end of the valley, where towering mountains rarely see the sun and are covered with moss and vines.

There were no traces on the ground, yet the middle-aged man stopped here.

"dig."

Shen Can waved his hand, and some clansmen quickly stepped forward and began digging with the tools they had brought.

A clanging sound rang out, the soil was mixed with stones, and the soil was damp.

As the excavation area expanded, it reached a depth of about two zhang (approximately 6.6 meters) underground. Blood-red soil finally began to emerge from the black soil.

The blood-red mud was sticky and damp, and about ten feet in diameter.

"The Five Rams Soul-Nailing Horns must at least be made from the horns of old earthworms that have shed over the years and are of the third rank. Back then, when I was still strong, they must have used a set of fourth-rank witch artifacts to nail me here."

Shen Can sensed an unsettling aura emanating from the blood and mud. He dismissed his clansmen and began to work on the matter himself.

After layers of blood and mud were peeled away, a blurry human-shaped mark appeared in the blood and mud.

The humanoid figure had black spots around its limbs and head, and it was the aura emanating from these black spots that made Shen Can feel uncomfortable.

As Shen Can continued peeling away the layers of blood and mud, he discovered that the bones of the middle-aged man had already fused with the blood and mud.

Only one finger bone remained.

The middle-aged man's remains, lying in the blood and mud, looked like a human-shaped trace left after being burned by a raging fire.

On the contrary, the five nails that had impaled him still gleamed with an eerie light.

"No wonder I haven't completely disappeared."

The middle-aged man looked at Wu Ding with a knowing look on his face.

"The earthworm has the body of a sheep and four horns on its head. This set of witchcraft artifacts is made by refining five horns. The one on the head does not quite fit the one on the limbs."

The middle-aged man's eyes were very calm, as if the person in front of him was not himself.

“Afu, make a coffin using materials found here.”

Shen Can gave instructions to his disciples.

Huo Fu led several clansmen outside, preparing to select a giant tree to temporarily build a wooden coffin.

Shen Can gently brushed away some of the blood and mud from the humanoid foot, gathering moisture to form a hand that reached down towards the ram's horn-shaped witch nail.

"Buzz!"

An extremely powerful dark light burst forth, attempting to shatter the falling water vapor hand.

Seeing this, Shen Can raised his hand and a large amount of water vapor gathered around him, suppressing the dark light. Then he pulled the ram horn witch nail out of the soil.

Eight thousand years have passed. The magical artifact that once impaled a fourth-tier human warrior is now without a master and has become a toothless tiger.

The five ram horn-shaped witch nails were removed one by one. Each nail was a foot long and had circles of soil and black on its surface, with a hint of purple light at the tip.

It has a blood ring around its tail, with inscriptions of witchcraft inside.

Shen Can took out a wooden box and placed the five ram horn-shaped witch nails into it.

He patiently waited for his disciple to bring the blood coffin, preparing to collect all the soil stained with blood and take it away.

Seeing that the senior was now lucid, Shen Can asked, "Senior, do you still remember the road to the north of the Giant Mountain Range? Can my Blazing Flame Clan get there?"

　The reason for changing the book title is that the current title hardly attracts any readers. It only gets a little over a hundred favorites a day, and that's in the recommendation section. I feel that if I don't change the title, there won't be any recommendations next week, and I'm afraid I won't even get a hundred favorites a day.

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