The blizzard continued, even more ferocious than before.
Fortunately, compared to the salt flats, the tribe was much calmer. The current blizzard was only a little more ferocious than the previous one. But for the warriors who had experienced the blizzard in the salt flats, it was much easier. Looking at the snow outside, they were very calm.
Shao Xuan rested for a few days. After his body had fully recovered, he walked out of the house, braving the cold wind and snow, to the place where the Shaman had arranged for him to train.
Because there were not many people living here, and the soil was not suitable for farming, most of the time it was empty and became a playground for the children. Even if Shao Xuan had been training before, he would spare a few days for the younger generation of the tribe to practice their throwing and chopping. But now it was snowing, and even the senior totem warriors were unwilling to come out, not to mention the younger generation who were not strong enough. In such a large area, there was only Shao Xuan.
Because no one came here, in order to save manpower, the snow was not cleared. Therefore, the snow here was much thicker than in the densely populated areas. It was already taller than Shao Xuan's height. Now the snow was still falling, and the snow was still piling up.
Shao Xuan followed the path cleared by the tribal warriors to the end of the road. Looking at the white snow wall in front of him, he took a deep breath.
The totem power in his body was running, but it was not as crazy as before. There were no opponents or enemies here, so he did not need to deal with it in such an intense way. He also did not need to bear the totem power and the power of inheritance.
There was no hurry, he could take it slow.
The totem power was running all over his body, and the power of inheritance was separated from the totem flame and gathered in the totem bone ornament on his chest. Just like the previous times when he borrowed the power of the ancestors, the difference was that this time it was more gentle.
The previous practice was just to familiarize himself, but now it was to control it more precisely. There was no need to be intense, he just needed to do every detail according to his will, and not lose control.
Whoosh —
The flame came out of the bone ornament, gradually expanding until it wrapped Shao Xuan's whole body. The totemic power in his body drove the airflow that overflowed from his pores. It intertwined with the whistling of the wind outside, making a whining sound. As the wind became more intense, the sound became louder.
The thin layer of snow that had accumulated on the ground beneath his feet seemed to have been swept away, leaving only a round, earth-colored ground.
Half an arm's length away from Shao Xuan, there was a three-meter-high layer of snow in front of him. However, the thick layer of snow was sinking at a speed visible to the naked eye. The snow wall closest to Shao Xuan seemed to be pushed away from Shao Xuan by an invisible hand.
In the midst of the white snow, Shao Xuan, who was wrapped in a layer of red flames, slowly lifted a foot and took a step forward.
Boom!
His foot landed on the ground like the hooves of a giant beast in the forest. There was a rumbling sound, and the ground shook. The force of this stomp on the ground created air currents and shockwaves, causing the originally dented snow wall in front of him to quickly expand, the arc increasing in size. Chunks of white snow were lifted from the large snow wall, flying into the distance.
A small piece of gravel flew out from the crack in the ground under his feet and shot into the snow wall like a bullet.
The first step slowed down for a second step.
The second step was the same as the first. There was a loud rumble when he stepped on the ground. The layer of snow continued to be pushed back by the force of his step. Chunks of snow flew into the air. A bigger gap appeared on the snow wall as it moved further away from him.
The effect of these two steps couldn't compare to the time he sent the Linlu chief flying with one palm in the Royal City. It couldn't compare to the force he used against the king beast either. It couldn't even compare to the two steps he used at Gongjia Mountain. Although the sound was loud, it was nothing compared to the previous few times. The force was still strong but much gentler. It wasn't as intense as before. It was much gentler.
This was the result of Shao Xuan's control.
He wanted to control them more precisely and master them more skillfully. Instead of wasting them in useless places, he wanted to focus them as much as possible and use them on the target he had set.
Not enough, this control wasn't enough!
The third step …
The fourth step …
Step by step, he took it slowly. The rumbling sound gradually quieted, the ground shaking weaker with each step. The gravel on the ground was no longer sent flying, and the snow on the wall no longer flew.
Everything was progressing in a more peaceful direction.
Compared to the peaceful movements outside, Shao Xuan's power was circulating more intensely. The totemic power in his body circulated again and again so that his body could sustain the bone ornaments' power. His skin changed with the changes. Totemic patterns that were red like molten lava flowed with flames, almost covering Shao Xuan's entire body.
Within the totemic flames, blue flames surged like a flood, gathering at his chest. At this moment, Shao Xuan couldn't hear anything from the outside world. There was only the sound of his blood and the thumping of his heart.
The air around his body flowed like boiling steam. The humming sound became more rapid. However, it didn't take long for the rapid humming sound to fade.
His body was so stiff that he couldn't move when he used the bone ornaments. Now, he could take more than one step. His stiff movements became smoother and more natural. His heavy footsteps also became lighter.
In the vast expanse of white snow, Shao Xuan was like a red fish, swimming leisurely in the white sea of snow.
Zheng Luo looked at Shao Xuan as if he was a monster. No one in the tribe could feel the power of the bone ornaments more deeply than him. When Shao Xuan used the bone ornaments against the king beast, Zheng Luo was the closest. He couldn't dodge in time and was sent flying. He couldn't even walk when he left the salt fields. He had to be carried back by Duo Kang. After recuperating for so long, he could only move his legs a few times. Even running was difficult.
But looking at Shao Xuan, he had gone from unleashing his power with every kick and punch to now being restrained and calm. The change was so fast that he could not believe it.
How could he release such power so freely? If it was so easy, there wouldn't be only one Shao Xuan in thousands of years.
The shamaness wore a thick fur coat, braving the freezing wind and snow. Her eyes were filled with relief. She turned to Zheng Luo. "Has everything been arranged?"
"Yes, they left this morning." Zheng Luo was hopeful and worried. "I hope they can arrive safely."
"Let's hope so." The shamaness looked at the conspicuous figure walking down the mountain step by step. She turned to leave with Zheng Luo. Shao Xuan could walk so easily in the snow. One of them was old and the other was injured. They couldn't stay in this environment for too long.
After walking for a while, Shao Xuan's body was already sweating. He took a short break to adjust himself before continuing.
A three-meter wide road appeared where Shao Xuan walked. The snow on the road was pushed away, leaving only the earth. However, the falling snow soon covered the ground in a layer of white.
Plop plop —
The snow wall in front of them became even harder because of the pressure, and it bulged upward in an arc.
The further he walked, the harder the snow wall became. It made it harder for Shao Xuan to walk.
Every time Shao Xuan took a step, the snow on the wall would squeak and squeak.
At the foot of the mountain, the soldiers in charge of patrolling carried shovels and went to rest in the temporary shelter they made.
The so-called temporary shelter was, in fact, a narrower side road that they dug next to the road that they had cleared. Then, at the end of the side road, they opened up a square area about three meters in length and width.
The twenty soldiers who were sweeping the snow were currently huddled in this three-meter-high shelter. They leaned against the solid snow wall and talked.
The cold wind was still blowing. There was wind here too, but the wind was weaker here. It wasn't as cold as before.
"This damn weather, when will it stop?" a soldier complained.
"Who knows? After I'm done here, I have to go back and clear the roof. Otherwise, the house will collapse."
"I heard that this is a disaster that happens once in a thousand years. I don't know how it is in other places."
"It's more than a thousand years. I heard that it doesn't happen once in ten thousand years!"
The patrolling soldiers hid in the temporary shelter and chatted.
As they were talking, a soldier sitting against the snow wall suddenly had a large piece of snow fall on his head.
"Ouch!" The soldier quickly brushed the snow off his head. It didn't hurt, but the cold made him feel even colder.
The others standing against the wall couldn't help but look up at the snow wall. How could such a large piece of snow fall? Was it blown by the wind?
"Be careful, more snow is falling!"
At the edge of the snow wall, pieces of snow bulged and fell outwards as if someone was pushing them.
The soldiers near the snow wall quickly moved away.
"What's that sound?!"
Plop plop — crack crack —
The sound was getting clearer.
The twenty soldiers forgot to shiver and stared nervously.
Crack crack!
The snow wall cracked and slid down the mountain.
"Oh no, run!"
Some of the soldiers had gone to the mountains further away for hunting. There was snow and ice there all year round. It was said that if you stomped on the ground or shouted at the top of the mountain, you would encounter a torrent of snow rushing down. Could it be that this happened in the tribe?
It shouldn't be. The mountain in the tribe wasn't high and the slope wasn't steep. The snow wouldn't slide down.
No matter what, it was best to avoid it.
The twenty soldiers quickly retreated along the side road. After retreating for a distance, they looked in that direction again.
The place where they were originally standing had been replaced by falling snow. And there, it looked like a white giant worm was crawling down the mountain, bit by bit. It was quite rhythmic.
The patrolling soldiers carried big shovels and looked at everything in front of them in shock. They were still wondering what was going on. They stood there for a long time until they sensed the breath of Shao Xuan.
"Elder … Elder?!"
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