Hunting, offering sacrifices, kneeling down, and kowtowing, the ancient chants resound through the flames in human souls.
In Lu Yun's mind in the dark, the spectacular sacrificial scenes from the past came to mind.
That majestic power echoed in her mind, making Lu Yun unable to help but lower her head in awe.
Many orcs were moved with excitement. They knelt on the ground, clenched their fists with their right hands and hit their hearts, bowing their heads piously.
Their mouths emitted roars similar to wild beasts, and the sounds intertwined together to form a strange and vital movement that was transmitted far away.
At this moment, the extinguished flames in the Qingmu tribe's fire pit all soared into the air for a moment, as if reflecting back light, showing their final glory.
The old patriarch dropped his finger, and all the light disappeared.
Those scenes are just afterimages left in the fire pit.
But now, the power of the fire pond is declining, and it is impossible for them to recreate the grand scene of the past.
The old patriarch raised the stone box, walked to the edge of the fire pit, and opened the lid.
A black flame the size of a palm was burning quietly inside. The blackness was enough to swallow up all the light. At a glance, all you could see was darkness.
The old clan leader knelt down on one knee and placed the flame in the Qingmu clan's fire pond.
The moment the flames entered the fire pit, the already weak green sparks flickered several times and almost went out.
The remaining power continued to shrink, and finally only occupied a small corner in the fire pond, refusing to get close to the black flames.
Black Flame stretched lazily and occupied most of the fire pond. At this moment, all the people of the Aoki tribe looked towards the fire pond.
There was ignited anger in their eyes.
The fire pond is the place of their faith and the source of all power, but the fire pond that belongs to them is being occupied by foreigners.
The erosion of that kind of power made the already weak Qingmu tribesmen make painful sounds, and the totems on their bodies were extremely hot.
In the dark cave, Ji Hongxi hides in the corner, playing his role.
Amid the wailings around him, Ji Hongxi was thinking about whether he should follow. During hesitation, his arm was grabbed by someone.
It is an extremely slender arm. Even without using spiritual power, Ji Hongxi can crush it.
The muscles stiffened for a moment, then relaxed quickly.
Ji Hongxi's eyes penetrated the darkness and looked at the person who appeared next to him.
"I remember you."
He heard the man say: "You are the one who came with the patriarch's guests a year ago."
"What about her?"
"Why doesn't she come?"
"The patriarch has been waiting for a long time. The young patriarch used his own strength to keep the fire burning for her."
"The young patriarch is dying, where is she?"
He asked again, his voice weak and almost inaudible due to weakness and the torture in his soul.
But the questioning and pain in the tone were so obvious.
Ji Hongxi could see the other party's twisted cheeks and ferocious expression.
On the pale face, in the depths of the pair of eyes that were so thin that they protruded, because of his appearance, a flickering fire was rekindled in despair, just like the fire pit of the Aoki tribe that never refused to be completely extinguished.
"Sorry, something happened to us. We'll be here as soon as it's resolved."
After a pause, he added: "She is here."
He felt the hand holding his arm hard, and the nails digging into his skin, causing a stinging sensation. Suddenly, the other person seemed to be exhausted, and he leaned against the cave wall, breathing heavily.
He was breathing heavily and his voice was hoarse. This movement attracted the attention of everyone in the cave.
"I'm fine."
He waved his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, his eyes never leaving Ji Hongxi.
"My name is Mulang, and my mother is Aunt Aqi."
Looking at Ji Hongxi's thoughtful eyes, Mulang smiled. The smile on his thin cheeks was like a pear blossom after a heavy rain, fragile and beautiful.
Apart from his frail and sick appearance, this is an extremely delicate face. It is not difficult to imagine what the other person looks like when he is healthy.
"My mother once wanted me to marry her."
Mulang said, which finally reminded Ji Hongxi of the enthusiastic aunt she met when she first came to the Qingmu tribe. She really wanted to be a matchmaker for her junior sister.
"What's her name?"
Speaking of Lu Yun, a handsome smile appeared on Mu Lang's sunken cheeks, and his eyes were bright.
"I have seen her. When you left, I secretly went to see her. I like her very much, but I don't know her name yet."
He asked Agusu, but Agusu refused to tell.
He actually knew that he and she were different people. He heard Agusu say that even in the outside world, her status was very powerful. Agusu was doing it for his own good and not to let himself sink deeper.
But so what.
He liked her, but he wasn't ready to let her know that all he wanted was her name.
"...Lu Yun, my junior sister is called Lu Yun, Lu from land, Yun from Yun."
Ji Hongxi's voice was a little dry and hoarse.
He never thought that during his short stay, his junior sister would attract a peach blossom.
"Lu Yun!" The two words seemed to come from the heart, and then rolled on the tip of the tongue. When they were finally called out, they were full of pathos and lingering.
Mulang smiled again, his eyes as bright as black grapes.
"You are here to help us, right? We will cooperate with you in whatever you want to do."
Everyone in the entire cave was looking at Ji Hongxi quietly. No one refuted or asked any more questions.
Even if they had doubts, they would obey Mulang's decision.
Only then did Ji Hongxi realize that among the men of the Qingmu tribe, it was Mulang who was giving orders.
"We want to know what's going on here and... what are they trying to do?"
When he mentioned this, Mulang's eyes were in a daze for a while, with strong humiliation and hatred in his eyes.
"A year ago, after you left, we waited for a full month as agreed and you didn't show up. But then it was time for us to trade with the Shui Tribe, and we couldn't wait any longer."
At that time, everything was going according to the plan of previous years. The young clan leader Agusu took people to the middle point to make deals with the Shanshui Tribe. However, at this time, those ambitious beast tribesmen used their entire clan to forcefully capture the Aoki Tribe.
The patriarch Aguyu led his people to fight to the death.
But the fire pond of the beast tribe was stronger than them, and many of their warriors followed the young clan leader, so most of the men who remained in the tribe were disadvantaged men.
The tribe fell quickly, and by the time Agusu returned, the entire tribe had been occupied by the orcs.
The orcs threatened Agusu with the life of the entire tribe and the safety of the fire pond, but Agusu could only surrender.
Since then, the tribe has been divided into two parts, men and women.
For nearly a year, they never saw each other again.
The only thing that can feel each other's situation is the power of the fire pit that is still burning in their souls.
But once the tribe is breached, the fire pond will be eroded, its power will weaken again, and as time goes by, it will become completely extinct.
He is the young patriarch, who has been secretly colluding with Huotang, using the power of his bloodline and all his witchcraft to slow down the decline of Huotang.
However, this is just drinking poison to quench thirst, and the young patriarch cannot hold on.
What the Orcs have to do is to use their black flames to devour the green fire of the Aoki Clan before the fire pond is completely extinguished.
