"What is he saying? A spell?" The two martial warriors of the Python Bear Clan looked at each other in confusion, unsure about what Fang Jueyu was actually saying.
"Eight hundred soldiers sprint up the north slope, north slope soldiers sprint side by side!"
"Hmm? Still not right?"
"Since ancient times, who hasn’t gone to the bathroom, and who doesn’t use paper after?"
"What on earth is he doing?"
"I don’t know either, seems like he’s trying out a password."
"Password? Can’t you see they’re obviously trying to stop us from approaching the Beast God Pool?"
"Who is that person anyway?"
"I saw him coming from the Luoyu Tribe just now."
"Strange, why did only Sha Yan and Kui Meng come from the Luoyu Tribe? Where’s Duan Wu?"
"I heard Duan Wu is still in seclusion for training. He probably won’t make it to this Beast God Spring, so this young guy might be their replacement."
"Looks a bit unfamiliar, not a big deal I guess, and seems a little dim-witted too."
The people from other tribes started laughing at Fang Jueyu’s antics.
"Courting death!" A hint of murderous intent flashed in Siria’s eyes. Insulting Fang Jueyu was like insulting him—a demigod strongman, how could he tolerate such a thing happening in front of him?
"Don’t get mad, calm down with a bottle of Wong Lo Kat," Fang Jueyu tossed a drink to Siria. "I was just messing with them. They have no intention of letting us through this barrier."
"If you know that, why waste any more time?" A martial warrior from the Shadiao Tribe stepped out. "A mere prohibition can’t stop us!"
"Woo!" With a sharp, piercing screech, a giant golden eagle appeared behind the warrior. The eagle’s fierce gaze and wingspan of over twenty meters made it a giant in the sky.
"Is this the legendary sand eagle? I just learned something new."
"Break it!" The warrior from the Shadiao Tribe punched the barrier. The golden eagle’s shadow clawed at the prohibition as well, the beast’s strength overwhelming compared to humans. If it were an ordinary sixth-stage Divine Ability User martial artist, this force would be enough to tear them apart!
"Creak!" The sound that made one’s hair stand on end echoed from the prohibition. A visible ripple occurred and a force rebounded fiercely from it.
"Bang, bang, bang!" The martial warrior from the Shadiao Clan took ten steps back before he could neutralize the force. His fist trembled slightly, showing how terrifying the counterforce was.
"Such a strong prohibition!"
"Hmph, this prohibition was set by our tribe’s Clan Leader himself. Even if all of you join forces, you can’t break it!" said the half-human of the Python Bear Clan confidently.
The Clan Leader of the Python Bear Clan was once someone who had trained in the main city and learned some human techniques there. In this area, he might not be the strongest warrior, but he was definitely the most knowledgeable.
A few months ago, he had already noticed significant geological activity and concluded that the Beast God Pool might be activated early. So he made preparations in advance to seize the power of the Beast God Pool for themselves.
"Join forces! Otherwise, we’ll all leave empty-handed this time!" The martial warrior from the Shadiao Tribe said gravely.
Seeing this, martial warriors from other tribes stepped forward as well. Though conflict often occurred between their tribes, when they had to unite, unite they must. They couldn’t let the Python Bear Clan have the Beast God Spring all to themselves.
"Caotama Tribe, Ma Zhan!"
"Weishengjin Tribe, Jing Lan!"
"Fakkeyou Tribe, You Yun!"
"Yamiedie Tribe, Die Ruo!"
"What the hell are these bizarre tribes?" Every time a warrior from one of the tribes shouted a name, the black line on Fang Jueyu’s forehead deepened. Is this some kind of possession of Earth’s top ten mythical beasts manifesting as tribes on the Beast God Continent?
"This is insane! The whole situation’s a mess!" What should have been an inspiring scene left Fang Jueyu doing nothing but complaining.
But, on reflection, while unexpected, it made sense. Even the flashy subcult of emo could become a revered clan on the Beast God Continent—what’s so strange about tribes named after the top ten mythical beasts from the internet?
"Hmph, go ahead. Even if you exhaust all your strength, don’t think about breaking this barrier!" Fang Jueyu found a spot to sit down in a corner.
"Sha Yan, who is this guy? Everyone’s fighting hard, and he’s just watching the show?" Some couldn’t hold back anymore.
"Watch your words. He’s a lord from the dignified subcult," Sha Yan said.
"Hahaha, do you take us for fools? As if someone from the subcult would come to a desolate place . Is the Luoyu Tribe really out of people, sending someone to bluff their way through?"
"Believe it or not." Sha Yan, not being the chatty type, had no interest in explaining to the hostile tribes.
"Boom!" Dozens of tribes’ martial warriors simultaneously attacked the barrier. Waves of Cosmic Source Power stirred the surrounding air.
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"Hahahaha, unless you’re a rune master or a Controller, with your power, even exhausting yourselves won’t break this barrier!" The martial warrior from the Python Bear Clan laughed from inside.
"Seems like I need to teach you what giving up means."
A warrior from the Python Bear Clan suddenly crushed something resembling an energy crystal core. A red light surged into the barrier, forming a hexagram-like pattern on the surface.
Each attack’s force was partially absorbed by this hexagram. Before long, the star blazed with brilliant light, brewing an energy full of destruction.
"Retreat quickly!" Fang Jueyu shouted. This was obviously some countering array!
"Boom!" A shockwave instantly transformed into a flame sweeping over those half-humans, like a supernova explosion blinding everyone.
Fang Jueyu, Siria, Er Gouzi, and Xiao Hei were the only ones who remained unflustered in such an environment.
The surrounding trees and rocks shattered, while the half-human warriors at the forefront were sent flying by the shockwave, some even coughing up blood.
"Boss, there’s a girl!" Xiao Hei pointed at a figure ahead. "I’ll catch her!"
"Get lost, of course, your boss will do it!" Fang Jueyu smacked Xiao Hei aside and leaped to catch the soft body.
"Oh, turns out it’s that little fox." Fang Jueyu landed and felt his hand on something soft. "What the heck? What’s so soft?"
"Ah!" The girl from the Split-tail Fox Clan screamed, breaking free from Fang Jueyu’s hands. She looked at him with a face flushed with shame. "Scoundrel, not only impersonating a lord from the subcult, but you also do such a vile thing!"
"Damn, I’m innocent here!" Fang Jueyu looked aggrieved. He was indeed impersonating the subcult, but he genuinely meant to save someone earlier. How did he become a vile scoundrel?
Fang Jueyu raised his hands in a surrendering gesture. "I was just checking if you were injured, do you believe me?"