Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion-Chapter 2100 - : 875, Clan Totem, Flame God

Chapter 2100: 875, Clan Totem, Flame God

Endless sharpness and heft appeared.

The power of heaven and earth converged, swirling in an unprecedentedly strong aura.

A top the soaring battle ax, each divine pattern was clear and distinct.

This was not divine beast power, this was a true blessing of the power of heaven and earth.

“How is that possible…”

The divine beast fighting against the Blazing Prairie Divine Beast widened its eyes in confusion, murmuring to itself.

How could it be possible?

A blessing of the origin power of heaven and earth was supposed to be something only divine beasts, especially high-tier divine beasts, could possess, wasn’t it?

This was the very foundation of the continuation of the primordial divine beast tribes!

“The Blazing Prairie Tribe, how could they bypass the divine beasts to directly condense and bless themselves with the power of heaven and earth?” many from the scattered tribes exclaimed in shock.

Wasn’t the power of heaven and earth something that Ritual Masters could evoke only with the help of divine beast power?

Without the participation of divine beasts, how could there be a blessing of the power of heaven and earth?

At this moment, all beings who witnessed the phantom of this battle ax were at a loss.

In front of the barrier of light of the Blazing Prairie Tribe, Han Muye’s face revealed a smile.

This was the seed.

Once the human race’s strength was put on display, every human would plant the seed of ambition in their hearts.

After today, would any humans truly be willing to remain enslaved by divine beasts?

“Boom—”

The giant ax atop the battle formation cleaved downward.

The clouds clouding over Cloudfall Mountain were split asunder with a single ax stroke.

Between the mountain ranges, a rift spanning a thousand li appeared.

Cleave heaven and earth!

How stable was the primordial world?

Even the high-tier divine beasts, at full strength, could not achieve such a feat.

The power of the battle formation had surpassed the combat strength of high-tier divine beasts!

The four divine beasts fighting the Blazing Prairie Divine Beast retreated in panic.

At this moment, they were struck with fear.

If it had not been for the Blazing Prairie Divine Beast engaging them in battle, they might have already been cleaved in two by that ax.

Could it be that the Blazing Prairie Divine Beast had actually saved their lives?

“Boom—”

In the distance, in the direction of Cloudfall Mountain, the battle formation pressed forward, its giant ax cleaving through mountain after mountain.

The divine beasts surrounding Cloudfall Mountain were powerless before this tremendous ax.

A Savage Bull with a body thirty zhang in length was struck by the flowing light of the ax and turned into chunks of Bloodstone.

A giant wolf, ten zhang tall and nearly thirty zhang in length, howled frantically as it attempted to flee, but it was caught up by the impact of the battle formation that followed the ax.

After the battle formation passed, the ground was left in ruin.

Bloodstones littered the ground, broken into pieces the size of fingertips.

Neither Zhu Rong nor the cavalry behind him bowed their heads, they simply led the charge of the war.

The battle formation pursued the divine beasts around Cloudfall Mountain.

Those with quick speeds and truly strong powers still had a chance to escape.

Those slower were left behind as nothing more than Bloodstones on the ground.

At this moment, the masters of the Desolate Wilderness, the divine beasts, became the prey.

“What on earth is this…”

Perched atop a black mountain peak, the Iron-Eating Pigeon vibrated its wings slightly, eyes wide.

It recognized Zhu Rong.

It recognized the Gray Wolf behind Zhu Rong.

It was also familiar with those black armors, having seen them long before.

The armors were, after all, made from Floating Cloud Iron from Cloudfall Mountain.

The Iron-Eating Pigeon itself had thrived by consuming this Floating Cloud Iron. Its cultivation abilities had improved significantly, and even its body had grown plumper.

But it truly did not know that Floating Cloud Iron could be used to forge such armor.

“The sky of the Desolate Wilderness might be about to change…” The Iron-Eating Pigeon looked up at the sky.

Above the sky, it seemed as if streaks of Flowing Light were shimmering.

“Victory—”

All the divine beasts besieging Cloudfall Mountain were either hunted or had fled.

Zhu Rong, holding his long spear, shouted aloud.

“Victory—”

Eight hundred cavalry stood erect.

The power of heaven and earth flowed into them.

A boon of heaven and earth!

The Desolate Wilderness was bestowing its blessing upon them!

“Could it be that the human race is rising up?”

“With such combat strength, even high-tier divine beasts would be wary!”

In the distance, several divine beasts lurked, whispering among themselves in disbelief.

The humans, lowly as ants, had actually seized such power!

Desolate Wilderness was likely to truly change.

The divine beasts fled, and the crisis at Cloudfall Mountain was resolved.

The barrier of light in front of Han Muye dissipated, and he turned to return to his stone house.

After ten days, the mining teams returned to the tribal dwellings.

They were not only escorted by Zhu Rong and the others but were also accompanied by tens of thousands from other human tribes.

Some had their totemic divine beasts collapse at Cloudfall Mountain; others’ totemic divine beasts had run away, abandoning them.

In reality, even more were swayed by the might of the Blazing Prairie Tribe and saw a different path.

With large numbers returning to the tribe, everyone got busy.

So many humans needed food and drink, and hunts were needed.

Of course, with additional hands, more people could be arranged to hunt and to forge weapons.

In the tribe, everything else was manageable. The only thing limiting the production of black armor and weapons was the carving of divine patterns.

No one dared to ask Han Muye to take action.

Han Muye now held supreme reverence within the Blazing Prairie Tribe.

In the end, it was Zhu Rong who went to plead with Han Muye. He chose a group of people strong enough, with good Talent, and the ability to learn from among all the tribespeople, to be taught the art of carving divine patterns.

The process was not easy.

The power of Divine Pattern was truly not something these humans, who lacked sufficient bloodline and Origin Forces, could control.

After teaching for some time, Han Muye called for Zhu Rong.

“Zhu Rong, are you willing to sacrifice your own power for the expansion and strengthening of the tribe?” Han Muye looked at Zhu Rong and spoke solemnly.

To sacrifice his own power?

Zhu Rong nodded without hesitation.

His strength was already founded upon the tribe.

Never had he dared to imagine that he might reach the heights he had achieved today.

“Good, then let’s make you the chief of the entire Blazing Prairie Tribe, the new totem.”