The omniscient eye's tracing of the totem pole is finally coming to an end.
In the halo screen.
The Thorn Tribe held another large-scale blood sacrifice.
The specific time point was three years ago, and a total of two totem masters were born during the ceremony, namely the late First Elder and the Second Elder.
Cheng Han could tell at a glance that something was not right with the second elder's soul state.
He shook his head: "Isn't this the strange state of the red-eyed blue-blooded knight in that gambling game in the Sea of Clouds?
"It turns out that the second elder condensed the totem shadow and received secret help from the Red Eyes clan.
"My guess is indeed correct. The Red-Eyed Clan is indeed fueling the internal strife of the Thorn Tribe."
The reason why I didn't see the problem before was because three years have passed and the abnormality in this guy's soul has completely subsided.
on the other hand.
This is enough to prove that the Red Eye Clan has a very long-term plan and actually planted the nails several years in advance.
The Thorn Tribe is definitely not an isolated case, there are many similar things.
Cheng Han quickly conducted a second deduction.
The results came out quickly.
The halo screen showed a figure with "red hair and red eyes".
This is clearly a vampire!
The second elder got a potion from the opponent's hand, drank the potion before the ceremony, and then successfully condensed the shadow of the totem.
This was the only intervention of the Red-Eyed Clan, and it was also the source of disaster for the Thorn Tribe.
Cheng Han snorted: "It was hidden so deep, why didn't I find it out?!"
This vampire did it very carefully.
The transaction process lasted only a few dozen seconds, and his true identity was not revealed. After the transaction, he never showed his face again.
Even the powerful Xuandu who is proficient in tracing the secret method is unlikely to find it.
But for Cheng Han, this is not a problem at all.
He decisively conducted the third deduction and identified the mastermind behind the scenes.
This is a Purple Blood Venerable, whose strength is equivalent to that of the Mysterious Master of the Wanhao Clan.
The derivation results show that this thing still stays in Qingyang Realm.
no doubt.
This vampire is performing a long-term mission, which is to provoke as many internal fights among the Qingyang tribe as possible, thereby weakening the Qingyang tribe's strength.
anyway.
Races fight against each other and resort to all possible means. This is actually a very common thing.
Cheng Han pondered for a moment and made a decision in his mind: "Let's operate on this vampire first."
There were faint ripples around him, and his figure disappeared.
*
Thousands of kilometers away.
Next to a huge lake.
Since the lake provided enough water, large forests appeared around it.
A figure wrapped in a black robe was walking quickly in the dense forest.
Although it was late autumn and the ground was covered with a thick layer of fallen leaves, the man's footsteps made no sound as he walked across.
Observe carefully.
There was a slight gap between the soles of the black-robed man's feet and the ground.
This is actually a step in the air.
After a while.
A male voice suddenly sounded: "Are you looking for the 'Green Forest Tribe' in the forest, and are you ready to provoke internal strife in this tribe?"
It was Cheng Han's voice.
He made multiple space shuttles in a row and chased him all the way.
The man in black robe was trembling all over, and his eyes were full of horror.
Because the other party came to visit, but he didn't notice it at all, which only meant one thing - the other party was far stronger than himself.
Dark fluctuations immediately surged inside the black-robed man's body, and his whole body exploded into purple mist with a "pop" sound.
It is the typical method of the Red-Eyed Clan - the secret technique of transforming blood.
Cheng Han's voice had a hint of smile: "Sure enough, it's this trick again."
The words just fell.
"Buzz!"
The strings trembled.
This is the power of tiny laws.
The purple mist solidified suddenly, then began to shrink back, turning into a human form again.
At the moment of recovery.
"boom!"
Just heard a bang.
The man in black robe exploded.
A large swath of blood mist, accompanied by fragments of flesh and blood, instantly drew a bloody pattern on the ground.
Only one head remained, which fell to the ground.
A huge fear still remained in a pair of blood-red pupils.
Ripples flashed in mid-air.
Cheng Han showed his true form.
The corner of his mouth raised: "The tiny law is indeed the nemesis of the secret art of blood transformation."
He thought about it for a moment: "If a hundred Golden-Blooded Venerables cast their Blood Transformation Technique at the same time, I could kill them instantly with just one move of the String of Law."
The strength of the Golden Blood Venerable is equivalent to the powerful Xuandu of the Wanhao Clan.
In fact.
Cheng Han just said something deliberately to scare the vampire, because he was sure that the other party would use the blood transformation technique to escape.
The result was exactly as expected.
This guy fell into a trap and was killed effortlessly.
Cheng Han glanced at his head and smiled: "Give the Green Forest Tribe a warning."
He stretched out a finger and tapped his head lightly in the air.
"boom!"
The ground shook.
More than a dozen thick thorn vines emerged from the ground in an instant. In just a few seconds, the thorn vines grew to a height of more than three hundred meters.
At a glance.
Like a giant pillar, it stands in the forest and can be clearly seen within dozens of kilometers.
The vampire's head happened to be hung on the top of the giant pillar.
Cheng Han turned his head to look in the direction of the Green Forest Tribe and grinned: "You should have seen it."
*
It didn't take long.
A figure appeared above the forest in the distance and rushed towards it quickly.
There are two curved horns on his head, and he is obviously a Qingyang man.
There is also a pair of illusory wings behind his back, which are constantly flapping.
This is obviously why he can fly.
Judging from the intensity of the fluctuations emitted, this guy should be a totem master.
The direction of his flight was pointed straight at the giant pillar of thorns.
The scene above.
It was captured by the light screen and fell into Cheng Han's eyes.
He glanced at it curiously: "This way of flying is quite interesting."
Cheng Han made another comment: "It's a pity that the restrictions are too great."
Any Xuanshi of the Wanhao Clan, no matter which type of Xuanfa they practice, can master the characteristics of the Wind Xuanfa. Flying in the air is not difficult at all.
However, the Qingyang tribe has to cultivate specialized totem power in order to soar in the sky.
This is the difference.
Behind the scenes is the overall backwardness of the mystical system.
five minutes later.
The totem master approached the top of the giant pillar and saw the bloody vampire head.
The moment this guy saw the characteristics of the "blood pupil" clearly, his expression changed drastically.
The totem master hesitated for a moment, reached out and took off the head, turned around and flew in the direction of the tribe.
Cheng Han laughed with satisfaction: "The great elder of the Green Forest Tribe is a 'Totem Lord'. As long as he finds the vampire's head, he will probably report it to the 'Totem King'."
This giant lake is under the rule of a large tribe, and the leader of this tribe is the more powerful totem king.
The rank of Totem Master and Totem King is equivalent to the Xuan Master and Xuan Governor of the Wanhao Clan.
Cheng Han smiled happily: "The Totem King should know the seriousness of the problem and will definitely try to contact the Qingyang Clan gods above.
"If I kill a few more vampires and do something with them, I might be able to provoke a divine war between the Qingyang Clan and the Red-Eyed Clan."
He felt in his heart that this vampire's status was too low, and it was too weak to provoke infighting among the Qingyang people.