Eternal Heart-Chapter 476: Tie Yuanshan

While Chu Country celebrated, the Snow Mountain Nine Tribes were enveloped in desolation.

This time, they had prepared thoroughly, with the conviction of certain victory, yet in the end, they were defeated.

Even the Mantu Tribe’s ultimate weapon—the Holy Beast Red-eyed Flood Dragon—had been killed by Chen Yu.

As time passed, the southern Three Kingdoms would grow stronger, making future conquests even more challenging.

They even had to fear retaliation from the fortified southern Three Kingdoms.

Mantu Tribe.

Although the nine tribes had retreated, they temporarily stayed in Mantu Tribe territory.

In a dimly lit room, Meng Chixiong’s face was stiff, his gaze vacant.

He had not foreseen being betrayed by Meng Guang.

If Meng Guang had given it his all from the beginning, fighting alongside him, and with the later addition of Elder Chai, even with Chen Yu’s "Nine Bone Demon Spirit Sword," they might not have had much chance of winning.

Yet, his own relative, the elder of the War Alliance Tribe from the Guiyuan Realm, had been plotting against Meng Chixiong from the start.

If it hadn’t been for Chen Yu breaking free all of a sudden, he probably would have been dead by now.

Meng Chixiong had been loyal to his clan all his life, willing to risk his life for it.

But now, his own people had thought of assassinating him, a contrast he found hard to accept.

At this moment, Meng Chixiong also wondered if the other Guiyuan Realm figures within the War Alliance Tribe harbored similar thoughts.

Additionally, Meng Chixiong’s bloodline power had diminished, and its concentration was only considered above average within the War Alliance Tribe.

His body was significantly corrupted by demonic intent, and he had severe injuries that would take a long time to heal.

Even his cultivation level was somewhat unstable.

The always prosperous Meng Chixiong had suffered a catastrophic defeat this time.

Creak!

The door opened, and the Great Witch entered.

"Awake?"

The Great Witch said indifferently.

If it weren’t for his treatment, Meng Chixiong would have been comatose for at least another half a month.

"Uh-huh."

Meng Chixiong nodded, seeming somewhat disheartened.

"Is this little setback enough to bring down Meng Chixiong, the General of Constant Victory?"

The Great Witch chuckled lightly.

Meng Chixiong bowed his head slightly, without speaking.

"Every great champion’s path is fraught with thorns and peril. This betrayal by Meng Guang might just be a minor obstacle on your path to greatness. If you can’t even overcome this, how will you face the countless difficult challenges ahead?"

The Great Witch continued.

The Snow Mountain Great Witch was there to help the tribe in crucial moments.

Although the Snow Mountain Nine Tribes had suffered a defeat, as long as Meng Chixiong could rally and keep moving forward, the Nine Tribes would not fade into obscurity.

"The path of the strong?"

A glint of interest rekindled in Meng Chixiong’s eyes.

"As a fellow destiny protagonist, the achievements that Chen Yu can reach, you can certainly achieve as well."

The Great Witch spoke again.

"Yes, Chen Yu’s path was also full of brambles, but he made it through."

Meng Chixiong sighed.

He understood something about Chen Yu. Before Chen Yu had broken through the Qi Transformation Realm, he was targeted by Lv Tiezu of the Guiyuan Realm, narrowly escaping death in the end.

"Every difficulty on the road of life serves only to hone one sharper, more resilient, able to cut through brambles and travel farther," the Great Witch said.

"My path will not end here."

Meng Chixiong’s eyes gleamed once more, now with added determination.

...

Mantu Tribe, within a spacious secret chamber.

The upper echelons of the Snow Mountain Tribe were gathered, the atmosphere heavy.

"Has our Snow Mountain Tribe’s prominence come to an end?"

Red Copper Clan Leader asked.

"Alas, if the Holy Beast had not died, there might still be hope," another person lamented.

"Chen Yu!"

Mantu Clan Leader’s eyes were bloodshot, his expression sinister and fearsome.

His own grandson, Man Rong, and clan member Man Tuo of the Guiyuan Realm, had both died at Chen Yu’s hands, and now even the Holy Beast Red-eyed Flood Dragon had been slain by him.

His hatred for Chen Yu surpassed everyone present.

"The southern Three Kingdoms have become an unstoppable force; I fear it won’t take fifty, perhaps only thirty years before they surpass our Snow Mountain Tribe..."

The spectators were forced to acknowledge this fact.

They were well aware of how much the southern Three Kingdoms had changed during the six years of war.

"Meng Chixiong is demoralized."

"When the time comes, we might find ourselves on the defensive."

The tribal warriors were deeply concerned.

Perhaps what troubled them more was that they were unable to accept their own defeat.

"The battle is not over yet!"

Just then, the Refining Iron Clan Chief spoke up, his voice resonant.

The others didn’t pay much attention since the Refining Iron Clan Chief had always been such a direct, fiery individual.

"Do you have a plan?"

The War Alliance Clan Leader asked casually.

"I’ve just made contact with the third-generation Chief of the Iron Refining Tribe!"

The Refining Iron Clan Chief declared.

At these words, many there felt a tremor within.

The third-generation Chief of the Iron Refining Tribe had been a notable figure in his day.

Not skilled in Artifact Refining, he was the least favored leader of his time at the Iron Refining Tribe.

But the Third Generation Chief immersed himself in cultivation and attained the peak of the Middle Stage of the Guiyuan Realm, leading the Iron Refining Tribe to the top three positions among the Nine Tribes.

Of course, the most critical point was, wasn’t the Third Generation Chief said to be dead?

"If the Third Generation Chief were still alive, he would probably be over two hundred years old by now,"

Someone asked.

The lifespan in the Guiyuan Realm roughly ranged between two hundred to three hundred years, varying from person to person.

"He must be two hundred and sixty-five years old, I guess."

The Refining Iron Clan Chief wasn’t sure himself.

The crowd inhaled deeply; they had not expected the Iron Refining Tribe to possess such an old monster.

No wonder the Refining Iron Clan Chief never took anyone seriously—it was because he had the confidence.

"The Third Generation Chief is nearing his end and had already been preparing for his tomb inheritance, but upon my repeated requests, he agreed to come out of his withdrawal."

The Refining Iron Clan Chief revealed a slight smile, "The Third Generation Chief has been at the peak of the Middle Stage of the Guiyuan Realm for eighty years. He is willing to gamble one last time; if he succeeds in breaking through, he will help the Snow Mountain Tribe turn the tide."

The older one gets, the lesser the likelihood of a breakthrough in cultivation. If one fails to break through the bottleneck, there is a chance of perishing directly.

The Third Generation Chief of the Iron Refining Tribe, facing the end of his days with slim hopes for a breakthrough, was willing to give it a try. After all, with only one or two years left of his life, dying would just mean dying without peace.

"This… our clan will provide full support to ’Tie Yuanshan’ Senior."

Tie Yuanshan was the name of the Third Generation Chief of the Iron Refining Tribe.

This war had not seen the emergence of any strong beings in the Late Guiyuan Realm.

In the eyes of those in the Late Guiyuan Realm, ordinary individuals at the early stage were almost crushable at will.

At least three middle-stage Guiyuan Realm strong beings, working in tacit harmony, were required to restrain a Late Guiyuan Realm powerhouse.

Could Chu Country produce three more Middle Stage of Guiyuan Realm experts?

Three days later, an elderly man dressed in a grey robe, walked over slowly.

The old man’s skin was densely wrinkled, like the grain of ancient wood, a few strands of grey hair fluttered atop his head, and an aura of death emanated from his body, as if he had just run out of a coffin.

Immediately, many strong figures in the tribe came to greet him.

"Greetings to Senior Tie."

The age of Tie Yuanshan far surpassed everyone present; some of the younger ones weren’t even half his age.

"Alas, I had my grave all dug out, only to be pulled back out by you folks."

...

In Chu Country, after three days of celebration, Qi Country and Yan Country’s armies departed.

Chen Yu also returned with the people from the Yunyue Sect.

Although the great battle had ended, the cultivation of the Moon Spirit Ore Vein was still ongoing.

However, from now on, if Chen Yu wanted to sell Moon Spirit Ore, the price wouldn’t be as high as before.

After returning to the Yunyue Sect, Chen Yu didn’t linger long and went back to a small secular family—the Xi Family.

Originally, his parents had been placed in this hidden small clan by Chang Xuan.

Chen Yu’s arrival caused the entire Xi Family to be in trepidation.

Now Chen Yu was no longer the wanted criminal of the past but one of the Three Kingdoms’ Alliance Leaders. For the members of the Xi Family, it was an immense honor to even see Chen Yu once in their lives.

On that day, Chen Yu took his parents away from the Xi Family and brought them back to the Chen Family. As for the Xi Family, Chen Yu naturally would not mistreat them and gave them some Primordial Stones.

"Greetings to Alliance Leader Chen…"

The entire Chen Family, including Ancestor Chen, the Family Head, and everyone else, all knelt on the ground.

They were both terrified and elated.

The fear stemmed from the fact that the Chen Family had not treated Chen Yu well in the past. When Chen Yu first embarked on the path of cultivation, they did not provide much assistance.

The excitement was because Chen Yu was a member of their family, and being one of the Three Kingdoms’ Alliance Leaders, even the ancestors buried underground would likely smile upon hearing the news.

But in truth, Chen Yu was not from this Chen Family. His biological parents were from elsewhere.

Nevertheless, Chen Tiande and his wife were still Chen Yu’s parents.

Chen Yu stayed in the Chen Family for over three months accompanying his parents before he left.

Chen Yu did not return to the Yunyue Sect but went to the Bone Demon Palace, where the cultivation environment was better for him.

"Boy, the war is already over; why haven’t you returned to Yun Zhao Country yet?"

The Fire Qilin asked, dissatisfied.

"Ye Luofeng and I will go back together; let’s just wait for her a while."

Chen Yu replied.

Furthermore, Chen Yu still had some concerns about Chu Country.

Once he left, it was uncertain how many years it would be before he returned. The Snow Mountain Nine Tribes had not suffered significant damage and might still have a chance to make a comeback.

"Well then, we’ll wait for your little lady."

The Red Flame King agreed.

Chen Yu did not respond to the Red Flame King’s teasing.

"Elder Chen graces us with his presence, welcome, welcome."

Master Fu came in person to greet him.

"Master Fu, I made rapid progress during my last practice in your palace. For such kindness, I have come personally today to express my gratitude."

Chen Yu strode confidently into the Bone Demon Palace.

Master Fu was somewhat at a loss for words; while claiming to express gratitude, Chen Yu hadn’t brought any gifts at all. Clearly, Chen Yu was simply looking to practice at the Bone Demon Palace once more.

Master Fu did not mind this.

First and foremost, Chen Yu’s status was no longer what it once was, and secondly, since the Bone Demon Palace had old grudges with the Yunyue Sect, it was better not to provoke Chen Yu now. After all, even the Absolute Yin Ancestor from the Bone Demon Palace was probably no match for Chen Yu by now.

And so, Chen Yu settled peacefully into cultivation at the forbidden grounds of the Bone Demon Palace.

His cultivation had already reached the pinnacle of the Early Guiyuan Realm, not far from the middle stage, but this too would take a considerable amount of time and effort.

Chen Yu took out the Nine Bone Demon Spirit Sword to assist in his cultivation.

Perhaps it was due to the great war, after fighting consecutive intense battles and facing significant crises, he had pushed his potential to the limit.

In just three months, the results of his cultivation were remarkable, and he had made some progress.

"The fourth demon rune has been formed, albeit not yet stable. It should be feasible to practice the corresponding battle technique," Chen Yu speculated.

In the past, Chen Yu wasn’t in a hurry; he would cultivate the Demon Rune Battle Techniques only after the demon runes were complete.

But the progress for the fourth layer corresponding to the Early Guiyuan Realm was exceedingly slow, and Chen Yu was becoming a bit impatient.

Immediately, he browsed the information in his mind.

The fourth demon rune corresponded to a wide-range offensive battle technique called the "Swallowing Cloud Demon Fist."