In the vast and vast land of ancient times, in the great river basin to the east of Bu Zhou, a series of mountains stood quietly on the earth. From a distance, they looked like a creeping giant beast.
At this time, just as the morning sun was rising, strange beasts were crying one after another in the mountains, making the mountains appear full of vitality, but at the same time, they hid a murderous intention.
On the outskirts of the rolling mountains, on a mountain peak close to the river, hundreds of thin, black humans wearing animal skins were jumping around a huge fire and loudly venting their joy.
"The tribe has not seen such a scene for many years!"
Outside the crowd, a white-haired old man with a vicissitudes of life grinned, looking at the excited tribesmen with excitement in his eyes, and said to himself with nostalgia.
Yan stood beside the old priest. Hearing this, he looked back at the old priest. A strange color flashed in his eyes, and he said, "Oh! I heard from the priest that your tribe once had a lot of stories. I just don't know what kind of disaster it has experienced. Such calamity that you are now reduced to this?"
No wonder Yan Hui asked this, after all, this tribe had a really miserable life before he arrived.
The extremely scarce living materials and scarce weapons, coupled with the harsh living environment, have caused the entire tribe to lack high-end combat capabilities, further worsening the tribe's survival pressure and forming a vicious cycle.
In this case, unless luck is good and a new bloodline awakener appears in the tribe to solve the tribe's high-end combat power problem, otherwise, in a vicious circle, the tribe will most likely die silently in the wild jungle.
In fact, this situation is the main theme of the human tribes in the ancient land at this time.
Most of the new tribes that emerged from the fission will go through the initial stage of weakness. This stage can be said to be a disaster for these new tribes. After surviving it, the tribes can survive and gain a foothold in the new environment, and even slowly develop and grow.
If you can't survive it, you will die silently in the wild jungle, leaving no trace, and everything will be over.
Just like the Youyan clan before, if it weren't for the clan leader, a bloodline awakener who could make weapons, the Youyan clan might not be able to safely establish itself after moving to a new place.
But even so, before the emergence of Yan, the Yan clan could only guarantee the minimum survival requirements. Its development was only after food was secured, and those who had awakened their bloodline gradually got on the right track after many days.
Hearing Yan's question, the old priest looked away from his tribe and turned to Yan with a bitter smile, a trace of memory flashing in his slightly cloudy eyes.
"Yes! Our tribe was not what it is now. Although it cannot be compared with those big tribes, there is no shortage of people who have awakened their bloodline."
"At that time, we lived in a huge valley surrounded by mountains. The surrounding mountains were our hunting grounds. Under the leadership of the high priest, the surrounding beasts and even monsters were our prey."
"Every night, we gather around a bright and warm campfire and share the joy of hunting. The entire tribe is growing and growing at a speed visible to the naked eye."
The old priest whispered with a smile on his lips and eyes full of happiness and memories.
Hearing the words of the old priest, a trace of surprise flashed in Yan's eyes. He did not expect that this small tribe in front of him, which seemed to be not far away from extinction, had such a glorious history.
"but--"
As he was listening in ecstasy, the old priest's voice suddenly changed, and the smile on his face slowly began to turn ferocious. Fear, pain, hatred, doubt and other emotions continued to emerge, and finally turned into rolling tears, flowing down his dry face. Falling into the dust of the earth.
Looking at the old priest who was choked and speechless, the probing color in Yan's eyes became more intense. Although it was a bit unreasonable, he was indeed beginning to be interested in what the old priest said.
Although he was very interested, Yan did not urge him. He waited until the old priest's mood calmed down before he asked: "Although it is a bit abrupt, if it is convenient, please tell me in detail what happened to your tribe. "
"On the one hand, I can tell the story of your tribe to other tribes so that everyone can learn from it; on the other hand, if possible, I also hope to solve it completely to avoid causing subsequent trouble to your tribe and surrounding tribes. "
Hearing this, the old priest smiled bitterly and shook his head, wiped the tears on his face, and said in a difficult voice: "There is nothing to say. After such a long time, I am the only old man in the entire tribe who still remembers the past. Brilliant and catastrophic.”
When the old priest said this, he stopped to sort out his thoughts, looked deep into the mountains, and said to Yan: "The place where our tribe once lived is deep in these rolling mountains."
"At that time, under the leadership of the high priest, the tribe not only had a large population, but also had many bloodline awakeners. The strength of the entire tribe reached its peak, and the tribe entered a stage of rapid development."
"As the strongest person in the tribe, the high priest's strength has reached an incredible level." The old priest's old face shone with envy and reverence.
"I once saw with my own eyes the high priest riding on the clouds to escape. The ground collapsed and giant trees fell down within his reach. He could catch monsters and birds with his hands, and he could exterminate ghosts and evil spirits with his breath."
"Eh!" Hearing the old priest's description, Yan could not remain calm anymore, and a flash of excitement flashed in his heart. This was the first time he had heard of a human race that looked like immortals.
Before that, Yan knew that he was in a prehistoric world, and he also knew that there were as many immortals and gods here as stars. However, due to the environment he was in, although he had seen intelligent beasts, monsters and birds, he had never seen any real immortals. been touched.
According to the description of the old priest, the former high priest of this tribe was even more tyrannical than Yan in some aspects. However, except for the physical body, Yan now has some shortcomings. In other aspects, he is not much different from the gods. He can be regarded as a semi-immortal. .
Therefore, Yan Xin judged that the high priest mentioned by the old priest had most likely reached the level of a god.
"What happened next? Where did the high priest go?" Yan asked eagerly.
The old priest turned his head and glanced at Yan, with pain and confusion flashing in his eyes, and murmured: "High Priest! Ha! The High Priest didn't go there either. He has always been in the tribe, maybe he is still there now."
Yan looked at the old priest with some confusion. With the strength of the high priest and immortal god, how could the tribe end up in this situation?
"how come?"
"Haha... I also want to know the answer. All of our clansmen once wanted to know the answer." The old priest laughed crazily, his laughter full of grief, anger and confusion.
"Yes! High Priest, why on earth? Huh?"
Yan frowned and looked at the old priest who was laughing maniacally. He came back to his senses and guessed that the decline of this tribe might be caused by the high priest.
