On the Yunlan Prairie, small tribes live like villages, while large tribes will build their own cities and declare that other tribes cannot approach their own cities without permission. Otherwise, they will
It's tantamount to provocation.
The Tianwu tribe has a population of nearly ten million, which is more than ten times that of the Chongfeng tribe. In terms of overall strength and influence, the Chongfeng tribe is far from comparable.
On the way, Lin Chen knew that not only the Chongfeng tribe was here to celebrate their birthday, so he was not too surprised when he saw groups of people gathering outside the city gate and entering the city in an orderly manner.
He learned a lot about the Tianwu tribe from Ge Nianyao's father. To be honest, the strength of the Tianwu tribe was much worse than he originally imagined.
He originally thought that being able to break out of the power of figures like Senior Wuhuang was absolutely extraordinary. Even if Senior Wuhuang died, there should still be other supremely powerful people in the Tianwu tribe.
Ge Nianyao's father told him that the strongest man of the Tianwu tribe, their leader, was a Dzogchen master of the Immortal Realm who was one step away from the Supreme Realm.
Such strong men are enough to awe many tribes. For the Chongfeng tribe whose strongest man is only the Great Perfection Realm, he is even more of a heavenly figure.
But to Lin Chen, it was really not worth mentioning.
"It's no wonder that Senior Wu is worried about his hometown. Apart from him, there is not even a Supreme. If he accidentally provokes any divine domain or supreme power, he will probably be destroyed easily!"
While Lin Chen was feeling emotional, he also regretted Wu Huang's death.
Senior Wu Huang did not come from any big force, but he became a strong man that he all looked up to. Thinking about it, he knew how difficult this process was, but in the end, it was still in vain.
Lin Chen sighed in his heart, sat on the flame-stepping beast, and rushed towards the city gate in front of him with the people from the Chongfeng tribe.
He made up his mind, and after entering the city, he parted ways with the Chongfeng tribe and went to the leader of the Tianwu tribe to tell him about Senior Wuhuang.
When they arrived at the city gate, another group of dozens of people, similar in size to the Chongfeng tribe, was entering the city.
They noticed the movement behind them, turned around, and saw the people from the Chongfeng tribe. After being startled for a moment, their eyes became unkind.
The leader was a short, fat old man with a rosy complexion. He stared at Ge Yuanshan with a pair of small eyes and sneered.
Similarly, Ge Yuanshan, who originally had a plain face and seemed inscrutable, turned gloomy and sneered after seeing the old man.
When other people from the Chongfeng tribe saw this pair of people, their eyes became fierce.
Lin Chen looked at Ge Nianyao's father and asked curiously: "This group of people seems to be here to celebrate his birthday as well. What's their background? Is there any grudge between them and your tribe?"
Ge Nianyao's father's eyes were fixed on the pair of men and horses, and he responded in a low voice:
"These guys are from the Qinghe tribe. The Qinghe tribe is near our Chongfeng tribe. There have been many conflicts between the two tribes, and each other's hands are stained with the blood of the other tribe!"
Lin Chen suddenly realized.
In the past, even two adjacent mountain villages would often have many battles over various resources.
On the original continent, the competition for resources among various forces became more bloody and fierce. Adjacent tribes often had many grievances, and eventually one tribe annexed another tribe or was bloodbathed. Ge Nianyao's father hated him
Said: "The people of the Qinghe tribe are ruthless and cunning, and they are not good people! Last time, Nianyao went to the forest outside the tribe to hunt monsters, and almost fell into their ambush. Although Nianyao saved a life,
Many ethnic groups
People died in their hands." Seeing Lin Chen's disapproval, he said, "You think that conflicts between tribes are inherently bloody and brutal. Although their hands are full of blood, many of them also died.
in the hands of our tribe, so they killed our people,
Actually it’s nothing.”
"Isn't it?" Lin Chen asked directly without being secretive. Ge Nianyao's father sneered: "If it were just that, I wouldn't hate these damn guys so much. The difference is that their people fell into our hands, and we
They killed them directly, but our people fell into their hands and were tortured to death.
Better to die!
Especially the women in our tribe, if they fall into their hands, the torture they will suffer is beyond your imagination. These guys are simply beasts!"
While Ge Nianyao's father was talking to Lin Chen, the men and horses of the Qinghe tribe who were about to enter the city all stopped. The short and fat old man at the head waved to the guard commander at the city gate, and the guard commander walked up to him.
The short and fat old man smiled and said something to the guard commander, then took out a purple gold token from his arms and showed it to the guard commander.
On one side of the token, the engraved pattern looks like a leaping flame, and on the other side is the character "武".
Seeing this token, Ge Yuanshan looked stern and whispered:
"That's a token that only the core members of the Tianwu tribe have. How come this old guy has such a token in his hand? Damn it! When did this guy get involved with the Tianwu tribe? Now we're in trouble.
!”
Hearing his words, the hearts of Ge Nianyao and Ge Likun beside him, as well as other people from the Chongfeng tribe behind him, slowly sank.
They came here with generous gifts this time, hoping to get in touch with the Tianwu tribe. However, just as they were about to take action, they discovered that their rivals even had the tokens of the Tianwu tribe. How could they?
Will you not panic?
When the guard commander saw the token, his expression became polite. He gave the people of the Chongfeng tribe a cold look, nodded to the short and fat old man, turned around and walked towards the people of the Chongfeng tribe.
"I'm afraid there will be some trouble this time. No matter what happens next, you are not allowed to speak, so as not to cause trouble! I will handle everything!"
Ge Yuanshan said in a deep voice.
Everyone in the Chongfeng tribe nodded hurriedly.
"Which tribe are you from?"
The guard leader walked to the front of the Chongfeng tribe, followed by several other guards. When he spoke, he had a condescending tone.
Seeing the other party's attitude, Ge Yuanshan's heart sank even more, and he said with a smile: "We are from the Chongfeng tribe, and we came here specially to pay homage to the leader of your tribe!"
"Chongfeng Tribe? I seem to have heard of your tribe. Have you received an invitation from our tribe?" the guard leader asked.
Ge Yuanshan looked happy when he heard the other party said that he had heard of the Chongfeng tribe. Ge Nianyao, Ge Likun and others felt proud. Look, even the guard commander of the Tianwu tribe knew the name of the Chongfeng tribe!
"Yes! This is the invitation we received!" Ge Yuanshan hurriedly took out the invitation and handed it to the other party. The guard commander took it and took a look at it, then with a tear, he tore the invitation in half!