At night, the Maple Valley Campground is brightly lit.
Hundreds of bonfires burned.
Two figures flew from the night sky and landed in front of the valley.
The guards guarding the valley immediately issued a warning.
"My own people, my own people."
The two figures falling from mid-air shouted loudly.
"I am the secret agent of Xianghe City. Please tell the clan leader quickly that the Ula tribe has withdrawn its troops from Xianghe City."
The guards guarding the valley were very excited when they heard this. They quickly put the two people into the checkpoint, and then took them all the way to the camp.
"Report to the clan leader, the Ula clan has withdrawn its troops from Xianghe City!"
"What?"
Xing Xiaoyuan stood up, his body shaking with excitement and his eyes moist.
"Chief, the Ula tribe has withdrawn its troops from Xianghe City. I saw it with my own eyes. All their troops have withdrawn."
"Okay, okay, okay!"
Old Xing Xiaoyuan burst into tears, unable to hold back, and began to cry bitterly.
Everyone in the camp was moved when they saw it.
Wu Haotian and others from the Qiluo tribe were even more moved by the scene. Thinking of the fate of the Qiluo tribe, they were filled with emotion.
In this world that believes in the law of the jungle, it is especially difficult for small groups to survive.
In Caiyun Continent, several small ethnic groups are wiped out every year.
Every few years, some large ethnic groups will disintegrate due to various reasons.
No ethnic group can exist stably for a long time, and everyone is constantly turning inside and outside in order to survive.
Even an ethnic group as powerful as the Ula tribe cannot rest easy. An accidental event may lead to the division or even death of the ethnic group.
Xing Xiaoyuan walked up to Yang Xiao and knelt down with a "plop".
"Senior's kindness to the Xianghe Clan will never be forgotten. From now on, we, the Xianghe Clan, will erect a monument in our ancestral temple to express our gratitude for our senior's kindness from generation to generation."
Yang Xiao helped Xing Xiaoyuan up and said:
"Clan Chief Xing doesn't have to do this. I said before, for Xing Zhe's sake, I will help you with the Xianghe Clan's affairs to the end."
Xing Zhe's poison has now been removed, his genetic evolution energy is rapidly recovering, and his whole mentality has changed immediately.
His whole body exudes heroic spirit and full of confidence, and he has returned to the self-respecting guy that Yang Xiao met at Wuji Academy.
Xing Zhe laughed and said to his father:
"Father, Brother Li is my life and death friend. He is my brother, your son, right, Brother Li?" Xing Zhe patted Yang Xiao on the shoulder.
Yang Xiao: "..."
Damn it, I've worked hard for you, but you want me to recognize you as your father?
Xing Xiaoyuan immediately glared at his son and scolded:
"Nonsense, no matter how big or small, senior's kindness should be remembered forever by our clan and we must not offend senior."
Yang Xiao had no choice but to smile bitterly and said:
"Hey, who made me accidentally make such a pig teammate back then? Even if I recognize my father, for Xing Zhe's sake, I should still call you uncle.
Uncle, don't call me senior. I'm younger than Xing Zhe. Just call me Mr. Li. "
Xing Xiaoyuan: "..."
Not only was Xing Xiaoyuan confused, but everyone in the camp looked at Yang Xiao in surprise.
This mysterious man wearing a cloak, with such an extraordinary evolutionary level, must be at least a hundred years old in everyone's mind, right?
How is it possible to cultivate to the holy level without being a hundred years old?
When everyone saw the mysterious man and Xing Zhe calling each other brothers before, they thought they were friends for years to come, but now the mysterious man himself said that he is even younger than Xing Zhe.
Xing Zhe is in his early forties. Among genetic evolvers, this age is equivalent to an ordinary teenager in his teens or 20s.
For example, Xing Zhe has broken through the mid-level emperor realm and has a lifespan of at least 150 years.
This mysterious man is actually under forty years old?
How is this possible?
able?
"Senior, this, Mr. Li, this,"
Xing Xiaoyuan didn't know what to call Yang Xiao.
Xing Zhe laughed, glanced at everyone, and said:
"Oh, don't be surprised. I was just as surprised as you when I first met him. Brother Li is definitely the only genius in the first five hundred years, and a genius that will never be found again in the next five hundred years."
Xing Zhe's flattery made everyone laugh.
In fact, everyone knows very well that Xing Zhe's statement that Yang Xiao, a saint-level supreme powerhouse in his thirties, will appear in the next thousand years, is definitely unprecedented, and it is not an exaggeration at all.
Wu Yan looked at Yang Xiao with eyes full of admiration and curiosity. She really wanted to see his real face without the cloak.
However, she also knew very well in her heart that a peerless genius like Yang Xiao was beyond her reach.
On the other hand, Xing Zhe now began to quickly recover his genetic evolution energy after detoxification. Perhaps, this is his most realistic destination.
Thinking of this, her beautiful eyes looked at Xing Zhe, full of tenderness.
Xing Zhe also noticed Wu Yan's gaze and turned his head to look at it. The four eyes touched each other and then looked away instantly.
...
Chi Xue really didn't sleep all night.
As the leader of the Ula tribe, the current Ula tribe is on the verge of collapse.
The only hope is the ancestor who has been in seclusion in the mountains behind the Ula city for many years.
This is the sea-fixing needle of the Ula tribe.
At dawn, Chi Xue Zhen burned incense, bathed and changed clothes.
The remaining elders, six generals, and dozens of senior leaders in the clan were already waiting outside the hall.
Chixue Zhen walked to the hall, glanced at everyone, waved his hand and said:
"Go to the back mountain!"
...
The back mountain is only fifty kilometers away from Ula City, and you can reach it in the blink of an eye.
Chixue Zhen led a group of senior members of the clan to the forbidden area of the back mountain, in front of a peak halfway up the mountain.
Everyone was kneeling outside a cave.
"Chixue Zhen, the leader of the Ula tribe, led the clan elders and generals to come to pay their respects to our ancestor!"
"Greetings to the ancestor, I wish the ancestor a long and prosperous life!"
"I wish our ancestors eternal life and eternal spring and autumn!"
Everyone chanted together.
After a while, Chixue Zhen knelt on the ground and shouted again:
"Ancestor, the Ula tribe is facing the invasion of foreign tribes. The enemy is tyrannical. Our Ula tribe is retreating steadily. Now we are at a critical juncture of life and death. I hope our ancestors will show mercy and come out to protect the safety of our descendants!"
"I hope our ancestors will take pity on us and come out to protect our descendants!"
Everyone followed and shouted loudly, which resounded throughout the valley.
Everyone knelt outside the cave and waited quietly for a moment before a dull sigh sounded.
"Alas, even if I want to retreat for a few days, I can't do it."
Chixue really heard the sound coming from the cave, and was pleasantly surprised.
"My ancestors are merciful. When the descendants of the Ula tribe are facing life and death, I sincerely ask our ancestors to come out and protect us."
"I beg you, ancestor, to come out and protect us all!"
Everyone kneeling behind the Red Blood Realm begged together.
"Oh, that's all, that's all!"
With a sigh, everyone felt a breeze blowing. When they looked up, a young man with a white face and a green shirt stood in front of everyone.
At the same time, an invisible coercion spread instantly, and everyone was stunned and lowered their heads involuntarily.
