When he returned to the "void," the two stars of Fu Bi had disappeared. The mark left by Grandma Little Annoying on his arm had also disappeared.
The Seven Stars Shining Together.
However, the exploration of some worlds had ended, while others had not.
For example, the Alioth Star had closed its doors and could not be entered again.
There were also the Dubhe, Phecda, and Mizar Stars Shining Together. These three worlds had not ended their guidance.
Taking a step forward was a journey where danger and opportunity coexisted. If he turned back, he would directly step out of the door of starlight and return with a full load.
The Seven Stars Shining Together awaited Jiang Wang's choice.
Jiang Wang did not hesitate and flew toward the Dubhe Star.
The first star of the Big Dipper was called the Dubhe Star!
The Dubhe Star Shining World was also the world where the top 15 Big Dipper Stars in the Seven Stars Valley competed.
It was said that the secret of the Outer Tower would be born in the Seven Stars World this time. As a first-class reward, it could only appear in the Dubhe Star Shining World.
With his lifespan replenished, Jiang Wang had achieved his goal of coming to the secret realm of the Seven Stars Tower. Logically speaking, he should stop while he was ahead.
However, Jiang Wang had always been proud in his bones. It was just that he treated people with gentleness and sincerity.
He did not compete for the ranking of the stars in the Seven Stars Valley. However, that was because his first goal was to make up for the regrets of his lifespan. Lei Zhanqian, Jiang Wuxie, and Fang Chong. Jiang Wang admitted that they were very strong, but he did not think that he was not qualified to compete.
After making up for his regrets and having no more worries …
At the very least, he should see where he, Jiang Wang, should stand in the ranking of the Seven Stars Valley within the scope of his abilities!
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This was a square altar built of yellow soil.
It was very simple and also very ancient.
A man with disheveled hair stood up and kowtowed, mumbling something under his breath.
His voice was strange, cryptic and difficult to understand.
He wore an exaggerated mask on his face — the eyes were carved like whirlpools and the nose was carved like a mountain range. The nose took up one-third of the mask. He had no mouth, and his ears were protruding out of the mask. Two tassels hung down from his earlobes.
As the shaman of the Qing Huo Division, Qing Huo Qi Ming was very familiar with his prayers.
His posture was sincere and his movements firm.
This undoubtedly gave the people kneeling behind him some confidence.
However, under the mask that outsiders couldn't see, the young Witch Lord Qing Huo Qiming's expression was already frowning.
Nothing else.
The Battle of the Hundred Clans was about to begin, and the clans that wanted to fight for it had already prepared for war.
He had already wasted a huge amount of totem power from his clan, but he had gained nothing.
If he could not select a Star General all the way until the beginning, then he, this unreliable Lord Shaman Priest, would probably be used as a "sacrifice to the heavens."
"Selecting star generals" was one of the void continent's traditions.
Let's talk about the void continent first.
As the name implied, the 'floating continent' was a huge floating continent.
The void continent was home to hundreds of races and all living beings. Below it was the nether sky and above it was the azure sky.
According to the creation myth, "The name of the God of Creation is Emptiness. He severed his left foot to create the floating continent, and shattered his right foot to create all living beings."
Qing Huo Qiming had always been suspicious of this legend.
First of all, why did one have to harm themselves to create a world? If self-harm was the only way to create a world, then why did one have to create a world?
Secondly, if the God of Creation only used two legs, then what about the other body parts of the God of Creation? What about the azure sky and the nether sky? Where did they come from?
But his foster father, the previous Shaman Priest of the Qing Huo Tribe, had told him. The void continent had experienced many years of chaos, and the Book of Creation only had a few pages left. The creation myth was incomplete, and the answers to all the questions might lie in the missing pages.
Every powerful tribe had taken measures to collect the pages of the Book of Creation, but no tribe had ever managed to do so.
Due to their reverence for the God of Creation, no one dared to take it for granted and complete it.
All in all, doubts could only remain doubts for a very long time.
Back to the matter of selecting star generals.
The reason the void continent had such a tradition was because of the Life and Death Chess, a place where the hundred races competed.
The Life and Death Chess opened once every hundred years, and it was a game where everyone had to compete. This was because the outcome of the Life and Death Chess would decide a tribe's fate for a hundred years.
Each tribe could only enter the Life and Death Chess, and there was a limit of seventeen people.
One master, two players, six players, and eight pawns.
Due to the uniqueness of the Life and Death Chess, those allowed to enter would have their totemic power sealed.
In other words, the void continent's transcendent power didn't exist in the Life and Death Chess.
Therefore, both strong and weak tribes had a chance of turning the tables in the Life and Death Chess.
That was why the Festive Fire Tribe, which had been weak for many years, placed their hopes on the Life and Death Chess. They didn't hesitate to use up more than half of the totemic power they had painstakingly accumulated. Most tribes had already decided on their candidates, but they still wasted time here.
The Festive Fire Tribe was obsessed with selecting star generals.
It was because in the long history of the World of Creation, people had discovered that only those from beyond the heavens could enter the Life and Death Chess without any restrictions. It was probably because the Life and Death Chess' restriction on transcendent power lay in totems, while those from beyond the heavens had a completely different power system.
The famous Profound Wind Tribe relied on those from beyond the heavens to establish their royal power twice.
Later on, the Profound Wind Tribe disintegrated due to internal strife and split into eight. Only then did this secret spread and become known to the world.
Until now, it had evolved into the prayer ceremony of selecting star generals.
It was said that when the Life and Death Chess evolved, the sky opened up as well. Those from beyond the heavens would descend upon the void continent.
Those from beyond the heavens would need to choose a tribe and become the master of the game. They would lead the tribe to conquer the Life and Death Chess and fight for victory.
As the saying went, "Those from beyond the heavens are good generals of the stars."
This was a two-way choice. The tribe could choose any one from beyond the heavens, and the one from beyond the heavens could choose any tribe.
However, because there were hundreds and thousands of tribes on the void continent, there were usually only a dozen or so from beyond the heavens. It was basically a situation where there were too many monks and too little gruel. Therefore, the tribes competed with each other to offer benefits to attract those from beyond the heavens.
Unfortunately, the Festive Fire Tribe didn't gain anything from this ceremony.
Those from beyond the heavens who had descended had already been divided up. Most of the tribes had nothing to gain.
Almost all the tribes had finished the ceremony. Only the Festive Fire Tribe paid a huge price this time. They were like gamblers who had lost so much that their eyes were red. They put all their chips on the table and refused to give up.
That was why Festive Fire Qiming was so scared.
He couldn't imagine how the wrath of his tribesmen would burn him when they finally announced their failure.
Compared to the gamblers' hopes, he actually had no hope at all. After all, historically speaking, those from beyond the heavens would always descend on the first day of the Life and Death Chess. Only on this day would they descend in large groups. There would rarely be any after that, and even if there were, it was usually just a few scattered ones. One couldn't hold out too much hope.
Moreover, Festive Fire Qiming himself had never seen anyone from beyond the heavens before. He was only in his twenties, and this was his first time presiding over the ceremony. His foster father, that old shaman priest, had died a long time ago and couldn't help him see if there was anything wrong with the ceremony.
If he failed in the end, there would definitely be people who would complain that he wasn't skilled enough and that his prayers weren't sincere enough.
The shaman priest of the void continent was probably one of the most revered people, but it wasn't rare for him to be sacrificed to the heavens for various reasons. Moreover, Festive Fire Qiming was probably the most lowly shaman priest in history.
He was still muttering some words, but they were all instinctive memories. He was repeating them out of habit. Festive Fire Qiming was already thinking about the best time to betray the tribe, what route to take, and where to hide.
"Fire!"
One of the kneeling tribesmen suddenly shouted.
Festive Fire Qiming, who was kneeling at the very front, couldn't hold back his excitement, but he still scolded, "Silence!"
Festive Fire Qiming raised his head in shock, only to see a flame suddenly rise from the yellow earth altar in front of him!
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PS: I made a mistake yesterday and clicked on the wrong page. I'll post chapter 143 first. It's my fault, so let's do it then. Count it as an update. O，O。 Tonight, I'll update chapter 144. After I'm done, I'll make a change and adjust the order back. It won't affect the original reading.
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