At the entrance of the valley, an overwhelming number of black fireballs were spat out from the mouths of the wolf-like beasts. They landed on the city walls, bursting into violent roars.
The surface of the huge city walls flashed with purple light, turning into a layer of dazzling purple light curtain that blocked the fireballs. Black fireballs exploded one after another, turning into countless astonishing fluctuations that caused the city walls to tremble.
Fortunately, under the rain of arrows and the Beastkin cultivators' desperate counterattacks, these wolf-like beasts were unable to cross the city walls by even half a step.
At the same time, the Dusk Tribe Beastkin cultivators in the valley, after a brief mobilization, began to fight back against the green flying snakes in the sky.
For a time, all kinds of magic light shuttled back and forth in the void, exploding one after another, producing huge flames and roars.
"Could this be the beast tide?" In the air, Liu Ming's face did not change in the slightest, but Qian Ruping tightly grabbed Liu Ming's arm, looking a little nervous.
At this moment, a green flying snake that was dozens of feet long swooped down and pounced on a young man from the Sunset Tribe who was wearing a beast robe not far from Liu Ming. Its long snake teeth were exposed, like shiny daggers.
The youth in the beast robe seemed to be only a teenager. At this moment, he seemed to be scared silly. His body was frozen in place, and he did not escape.
Seeing this, Liu Ming frowned and coldly snorted. He bent his finger, and with a "chi" sound, a purple sword Qi shot out rapidly.
With a "kacha" sound, the huge green flying snake was cut into two pieces. A scarlet rain of blood sprinkled around.
The beast-robed youth was hit in the face by a few drops of snake blood. Only then did he react. He looked at Liu Ming in a daze, then he let out a scream and ran toward a nearby building.
The two halves of the flying snake heavily hit the ground, struggled for a while, and soon became motionless.
Liu Ming moved his fingers, and a spiral of purple sword Qi shot out. In the blink of an eye, several green flying snakes that were fighting with several Beastkin cultivators nearby were cut down.
The few Demon Clan cultivators looked gratefully at Liu Ming, then flew towards the other green flying snakes.
At this moment, accompanied by a series of loud rumbling sounds, several human silhouettes flashing with tyrannical magic power shot out from somewhere in the valley. Rays of dazzling light were emitted from these people's bodies.
With every flash of light, a green flying snake was killed.
Liu Ming's eyes flashed. He withdrew his hand and stood to the side.
These people who came were some of the Crystal Period's upper echelons led by the Sunset Tribe's chief. Han Xin was also among them.
At this moment, there were no less than three hundred flying snakes gathered in the sky. Although the number was more than these people, they were at most at the Condensation Period later stage. Under the disparity in strength between the two sides, hundreds of green flying snakes were killed soon. The entire valley was filled with a bloody and pungent smell.
At this moment, on the tall stone platform in the center of the valley, a purple light soared into the sky. A huge purple barrier slowly opened, and it quickly closed at a speed visible to the naked eye. It shrouded the entire valley in a flash.
When the remaining green flying snakes saw this, they let out a series of horrified hisses. They rushed out of the gaps in the purple barrier and fled into the distance.
"Evil beast, where do you think you are going!" Han Xin roared. He moved and wanted to chase after them.
"Don't chase!" Patriarch Han Ye's face was gloomy, and he shouted. Han Xin's face showed a trace of unwillingness, and he stopped.
At this time, the wolf-like beastkin at the entrance of the valley saw the green flying snakes retreating in the sky, and they also stopped attacking. They turned and fled toward the rift valley in the distance.
The chaos in the valley of the Sunset Tribe gradually stabilized. Only some injured people were still groaning.
Patriarch Han Ye glanced around a few times, and his face was very ugly.
"Elder Luo, take a team of people to the entrance of the valley to guard in case those beastkin attack again." Han Ye ordered a middle-aged Beastkin Clan man who seemed to be steady behind him.
The middle-aged man complied and quickly flew away with a group of people.
"Elder Lie, take some people to treat the injured," the red-faced Patriarch ordered a grey-robed middle-aged man.
"Xin 'er, find the person in charge of guarding the tribe. I want to ask him how he did it. He let the beastkin attack the tribe so easily!" Patriarch Han Ye said angrily.
Han Xin complied, turned around, and flew toward the entrance of the valley.
The other people of the Sunset Tribe saw that the Patriarch was truly angry, and they kept quiet out of fear.
"Alright, go back to your work."
Han Ye's anger subsided a little. He turned his eyes to look at Liu Ming and his companion, who were standing not far away. His expression changed slightly, and he gave another order.
The others breathed a sigh of relief and dispersed.
Han Ye's figure moved, and he flew toward Liu Ming and his companion, and landed in front of Liu Ming.
"Fellow Daoists, the tribe was attacked by these beastkin. We've made a fool of ourselves. Thank you, Fellow Liu Ming, for helping us kill these beastkin. "Patriarch Han Ye's eyes swept over the flying snakes' corpses, and he cupped his hands in obeisance.
"Patriarch, what are you saying? It's just a piece of cake." Liu Ming replied calmly.
At this moment, the people of the Sunset Tribe who were hiding in the buildings also came out. Many of them had seen Liu Ming save a young man of the Sunset Tribe, and they looked at Liu Ming with a much gentler expression.
"Were the beastkin attack just now the Beast Tide?" Liu Ming asked.
"Of course not. These were only small groups of beastkin before the Beast Tide. It's a pity that our Sunset Tribe's protective totem was too troublesome to activate, and we couldn't deploy our defenses in time. These small groups of beastkin sneaked into the tribe. It's a shame, "Han Ye said with some embarrassment.
"Totem?" Liu Ming's eyes flashed when he heard this, and he looked at the high platform in the center of the tribe.
"Liu is from the Middle Sky Continent, so you may not know what a totem is. I've heard that your human race has something called a formation, which should be similar to the totem secret technique of our Wild Continent." Patriarch Han Ye was startled for a moment, and then he said.
Liu Ming was surprised when he heard this.
He was naturally no stranger to totems, but he didn't know if the "totem" mentioned by the other party was the "totem" he knew.
"I wonder if Patriarch Han Ye can show us the protective totem of your tribe?" Qian Ruping, who was standing aside, blinked her eyes and said so.
Patriarch Han Ye was stunned when he heard this, and his face showed a hesitant look.
In some tribes of the Wild Continent, especially small tribes like the Sunset Tribe, the protective totem was a very important inheritance. It could be said to be the most important thing in the tribe, and it was related to the survival of the tribe. Even ordinary tribe members were not allowed to approach it, let alone outsiders.
"Patriarch, please don't take offense. Ruping is a formation master in the Middle Sky Continent, so I'm interested in some related things. If it's not convenient, then forget it." Liu Ming saw this and said with a smile.
"Fellow Qian is a formation master? That's disrespectful. In our Wild Continent, totem users are extremely rare. Since Fellow Qian is interested, let's go and have a look together. " Hearing Liu Ming's words, Han Ye was stunned at first, and then he looked at Qian Ruping with shining eyes, and said with great joy.
After that, Patriarch Han Ye impatiently took the two of them and flew towards the high platform in the center of the tribe.
Patriarch Han Ye's attitude surprised Liu Ming a little, and he immediately flew over with Qian Ruping with a smile.
Soon, the three of them landed near the high platform. Below the high platform was an ancient castle-like bluestone building.
The gate of the ancient castle was closed, and there was a beast-shaped relief of a tiger on the gate, with a faint light flowing around it.
Patriarch Han Ye walked to the gate of the ancient castle, and turned his hand to take out a fist-sized thing, which looked like a token.
This token was greyish-green in color, but it had the shape of a beast's head, with two snow-white fangs protruding from the corners of its mouth, a protruding forehead, and two red lights flashing in its deep-set eyes.
Liu Ming glanced at the token, and then looked away.
Patriarch Han Ye chanted a strange incantation, and a green light shot out from the token in his hand, hitting the beast-shaped relief on the gate.
The eyes of the relief flashed, and then there was a rumbling sound, and the gate slowly opened.
"Please come in." Clan Leader Han Ye gestured for them to enter, and walked in first.
Liu Ming's eyes flashed, and then he calmly followed behind Patriarch Han Ye with Qian Ruping.
As soon as he entered the gate, the light in front of him was rather dim, but he quickly adapted to it, and took in everything inside.
Behind the gate was an unusually spacious hall, about an acre in size, with an arched roof, and a height of one to two hundred feet.
Apart from an altar-like building, there was nothing else in the hall, and it looked rather spacious.
Five purple pillars stood on the altar, covered with countless strange runes, and emitted bursts of purple light.
The light emitted by the five pillars linked together, forming a thick pillar of purple light, and shot straight to the top of the ancient castle.
At this moment, a gray-haired old man of the Demon Race in a black robe stood on the altar, holding a foot-long greyish-white bone plate in his hand, and muttering something to the five pillars.
The old man was so focused that he didn't even notice Liu Ming and the others coming in.
"It really is a totem pillar?" Liu Ming's eyes swept across the old man, and his eyes fell on the five pillars, and he murmured.
"Oh, Liu has also studied the totem mystic arts, and you even know about the totem pillar?" Patriarch Han Ye said with some surprise.
"In the South Barbarian area of the Middle Sky Continent, there are also many Demon Race cultivators. I have been there before, and I have also seen some local totem mystic arts." Liu Ming explained slowly.
"I see." Patriarch Han Ye nodded when he heard the words.
Since Qian Ruping entered the hall, her eyes had been fixed on the five pillars on the altar, and her eyes shone brightly.
The conversation between the two finally awakened the old man in a black robe, and he turned around when he heard the sound.
When he saw the two unfamiliar faces of Liu Ming and Qian Ruping, the old man in a black robe showed a look of surprise and anger on his face, but when he saw Han Ye also standing here, his anger was slightly restrained.
"Patriarch." The old man in a black robe nodded to Han Ye as a greeting.
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