Everyone knew that ceremonies of great significance were usually held next to the fire pit. The deciding factor wasn't the fire pit, but the fire seed in the fire pit. Wherever the fire seed was, the tribesmen would gather there. It didn't matter where the fire pit was or how big it was. The tribesmen only cared about the fire seed.
However, at this moment, the Yanjiao tribe that had just held a grand banquet was telling them that they were going to hold a ceremony here, in a place that wasn't even Yanjiao's headquarters?
It was hard to understand.
As for Guigou's advice … From their point of view, Yanjiao was clearly trying to hide something. There was obviously a secret here that they didn't want them to see.
Their minds raced. Some people felt like they had discovered a secret and their eyes lit up.
Initially, after the feast, they were thinking about how to find out more about the Flaming Horn tribe's secrets, especially about the fire seed. The Mang tribe and a few other famous tribes in the central region had used various methods to obtain information about the Flaming Horn tribe on their way here, especially the movements of the Drumming tribe's fire seed during the winter and the movements of the Rain tribe's fire seed after the winter ended. They were very curious and wanted to find out more about the Flaming Horn tribe's fire seed.
Coincidentally, the chiefs and shamans of the Rain and Drumming tribe would be attending the Flaming River Grand Banquet. Everyone planned to have a chat with the chiefs of these two tribes after the banquet. A small tribe like this wouldn't reject a conversation with a big tribe like theirs. However, if they wanted to know the most accurate and core secrets, it would be best to ask the Flaming Horns. However, the Flaming Horns had always been a hot-tempered tribe, and they didn't have a good relationship with each other. Perhaps they wouldn't be able to hear the secret, and they might even be ridiculed.
Who knew that this would give them a chance!
The ceremony was definitely related to the fire seed. How could they miss such a good opportunity?
Seeing was believing. The answer they got from Yanjiao would definitely be the most accurate!
Leave? Of course not! The Yanjiao people wanted them to leave, but they had to stay here and watch. They wanted to see what the Yanjiao people would do!
Therefore, the person who was walking towards the Beast Fang Gate of the Flaming River Castle turned around and stopped. But they didn't walk back to where they were sitting.
Since he was close to the door, it would be easier for him to leave if anything happened.
Looking around, it was obvious that everyone was thinking the same thing. They stopped near the Beast Fang Gate.
As for the Drumming tribe and other smaller tribes, they walked out of the Beast Fang Gate. They couldn't find a good place to stay, so they were timid and curious. They could only stick their heads out of the gate and watch from afar.
The people of the Drumming tribe and the Rain tribe looked at each other and left without hesitation. They absolutely did not want to stay here. However, they were also a little curious. Therefore, after they walked out of the door, they walked for a distance before stopping to find a place to sit. They had eaten too much and were tired of standing.
Inside the Flaming River Castle, Guigou wasn't surprised by the reactions of the tribesmen. It was as if he had expected this. After a cursory glance, Guigou looked at the elders and asked Shao Xuan first.
"Shall we start now?" Guigou asked.
"We can start now," Shao Xuan said.
The other elders nodded in succession.
The members of the Flaming Horn tribe stood up and moved the tables, chairs, stools, dining utensils, and other things away from where they were sitting. They left an empty space in front of the Flaming River Tower and then stood in a row on both sides of the tower.
The elders stood at the front, followed by the team leaders, then the small team leaders. Behind them were some outstanding warriors who had contributed greatly to the tribe, or some respected elders, etc.
There were three people who were different from these two rows of people.
The current chief and shamaness didn't stand on either side like the others. Instead, they stood in front of the Flaming River Tower, facing the greyish-white stone wall without any carvings.
Yanjiao's Head Elder, Shao Xuan, stood with the current chief and shamaness in front of the Flaming River Tower.
In the hall, where the other twenty-four tribes had sat before, there were still leftover utensils, soup and chewed bones on the ground, and the firewood that hadn't finished burning was still crackling. The remaining soup in the stone pots and stone cauldrons was boiling and bubbling, and steam kept rising from them.
The Yanjiao people hadn't cleaned up all of these. Actually, this was a common practice among the tribes — on the day of the Flaming River Grand Banquet, they wouldn't clean up these things. They would leave them for everyone to see as much as they wanted. These were the "medals" of the Grand Banquet for everyone to admire. They would wait until the next day, when everything was cold and the steam had dissipated, then they would clean up these things.
Therefore, only the area where the Yanjiao people were standing had been cleaned up.
When everyone was in position, Guigou raised his head and looked at the top of the Flaming River Tower.
At the top of the tower, beside the Yanjiao totem flag, stood a person. He was leaning out and looking down, obviously waiting for them. It was Mao, who had cooperated with Ao Xuan before.
At this moment, Mao was already standing at the top of the Flaming River Tower, with Tuo and Tao Zheng beside him.
When Mao, who was leaning down, received Guigou's signal, he took out a huge horn that was almost as tall as he was. There were clear circular patterns on the horn. This horn was made from the horn of a fearsome beast in the forest. It was a great honor to not be standing at the bottom, but to blow the horn here. This was a privilege that he had snatched from Lei after competing with him.
Mao stretched his arms and did some chest exercises, then took a deep breath and slowly exhaled. Finally, he lifted the horn, took a deep breath, and blew!
Woo —
The low sound of the horn was like a muffled thunder from the horizon, carrying with it a vigorous force that seemed to transcend time and space and travel even further.
The ground was trembling as if an ancient giant beast had stomped on the ground.
Following the sound of the horn, the Yanjiao people who were busy working in the Flaming River Trading Point all sped up their work. They wanted to finish what they were doing as soon as possible. If they couldn't finish it in a short time, they would just put it aside and tidy up their clothes. They would get water to wash the dirt off their faces and change into a clean set of clothes.
When the team that was in the middle of transporting goods heard the low sound of the horn, the leader quickly found a place to rest and reorganize the team. The fearsome beasts that were transporting the goods also obediently followed the leader's instructions.
As for Chacha, when the horn sounded, it threw down its things, turned around, and flapped its wings as hard as it could, flying away. Yanjiao's sacrifice had nothing to do with it.
The sound of the horn traveled through the forest around the Flaming River. The crocodiles of the Drumming tribe all looked up in the direction of the Flaming River Trading Point, their cold eyes filled with doubt.
On the other side of the Flaming River, the sound of the horn could be heard clearly. Although it was much quieter, they could still hear it clearly.
The man who was playing with the duck food dropped the duck food in his hand and ran back to his house. The man who had been working in the field and was covered in dirt also ran to the wooden house beside the field to wash and change into clean clothes.
The guards were already prepared, so they didn't need to change their clothes. However, their expressions became much more serious. If they saw someone who didn't know what to do, they would urge them to do what they were supposed to do.
After the first sound of the horn, the people who stayed in the Flaming River Castle thought that Yanjiao was summoning people. However, after waiting for a long time, no one came in!
What was going on?
Everyone was confused.
In the Flaming River Tower, about half an hour after Mao blew the first sound of the horn, Tao Zheng looked at the hourglass that Shao Xuan made out of crystal beside him. When the hourglass was almost empty, he warmed up, then turned the hourglass upside down and took out another horn.
This horn was thinner and longer than the one Mao blew just now. The color of the horn was lighter and there weren't any ring-shaped patterns on it. This horn was made from two different fearsome beasts' horns.
After taking out this horn, Tao Zheng took a deep breath like Mao and blew the second horn.
Woo —
Unlike the first horn, which was deep and forceful, this second horn was gentler. It was similar to a normal horn, but it was louder and had a wider range.
The spreading sound waves were like an invisible hand, smoothing out all the chaos.
At this time, almost all the Yanjiao people had already packed up and were waiting.
In the Flaming River Trading Point, the people from the other tribes were still wondering why the horn sounded in the Flaming River Castle. Then, they saw the Yanjiao people tidying up and walking out of their houses. Then, they stood in the direction of the Flaming River Castle.
The patrolling warriors also lined up on the spot after the second horn sounded and stood in the direction of the Flaming River Tower.
On the way from Yanjiao's headquarters to the Flaming River Trading Point, the people who were resting all stood up with solemn expressions and stood in the direction of the Flaming River Trading Point. Even the few fearsome beasts that were resting on the ground got up and stood up.
In Yanjiao's headquarters, everyone, whether they were on the mountain or at the foot of the mountain, had already come out of their houses and stood in the direction of the horn.
After Tao Zheng blew the second horn, the interval was shorter than the first two. When the hourglass was only half empty, Tuo, who had been waiting at the side, took out the third horn.
This bugle horn was also the thinnest and longest of the three bugle horns.
Taking a deep breath, Tuo blew the third horn.
Woo —
It wasn't as deep as the first horn, nor was it as gentle as the second horn. This horn sounded loud and resonant, as if it could stir up everyone's emotions and bring them to the peak.
In the hall, the utensils on the stone table shook with the sound waves and made smacking sounds. The pots that used to hold the Eight Treasures Porridge, the bottles that used to hold wine, and the rest of the utensils shook rapidly. A crack appeared on the surface of the utensils, and then the utensils broke with a bang.
This horn didn't last long. It was like a whistle announcing a decision. This meant that the sacrifice had officially begun!
Seeing the newly appointed witch from Yanjiao take a step forward as if she was about to start the sacrifice, everyone who had been watching was shocked.
Was the sacrifice finally about to start?
Wait, why didn't they gather everyone?
They didn't even have everyone. What was the point of a sacrifice?!
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