Ye Qinghan walked over from afar. He stared at the tribe's totem and the decorations around it. It was very different from the Yan Tribe's.
"Did I get the wrong place? The people in this tribe aren't from the Yan Tribe? "
Ye Qinghan was secretly shocked. He couldn't accept it.
Da da da!
Whoosh whoosh whoosh — —
The two stepped on the fine stones. Waves of heat came from the surface. The living environment on this planet was very cruel.
They stepped on a stone path. There was lush grass on the opposite side. Ten strangely dressed children were playing in the grass and bushes. When they saw Ye Qinghan and An Wu, they immediately screamed and ran away, attracting the attention of the people in the tribe.
Whoosh!
Dong dong dong …
The war drums at the entrance of the tribe were beaten. It was deafening. Then, the war drums in the distance were beaten again and again.
Whoosh!
Whoosh — —
In a moment, at least thirty people at the Mystic Immortal Realm and above rushed to the entrance to confront Ye Qinghan.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Then, the first big shot's aura recovered and appeared at the entrance of the tribe in the blink of an eye.
The second, the third …
It was just a small tribe. There were actually a few big shots. It was a little exaggerated.
After about half an hour, there were more than a hundred experts standing in front of Ye Qinghan. There were eleven big shots. Two of them were in the third state and one was in the fourth state. Their auras were ancient and solemn. Their deep eyes were filled with doubt and surprise. They obviously didn't expect outsiders to appear here.
Whoosh!
Boom!
Ye Qinghan's aura recovered. The Yan Tribe's aura surged. A supreme aura spread out and looked down on the entire village.
They didn't seem to have the aura of the Yan Tribe, but they seemed to have the aura of the Yan Tribe. It was very strange. Ye Qinghan wasn't sure if they were from the Yan Tribe. How did they hide their aura? Even he, the inheritor of the Yan Tribe, couldn't be sure.
"He's from the Yan Tribe! What a rich aura of the Yan Tribe … "
The old man in the fourth state looked at Ye Qinghan in shock and blurted out. Suddenly, tears flowed down his face as if he had lost control of his emotions.
"I am the Yan Emperor's successor. I bear the heavy responsibility of reviving the Yan Clan. You are all Yan Clan members! Why are there no traces of Yan Clan blood in their bodies? "Ye Qinghan asked in a deep voice when he saw the surprised expressions on the elders' faces.
Whoosh — — —
All of a sudden, the entrance of the tribe was in a mess. There was a lot of discussion, surprise, excitement, and ecstasy.
"A descendant of the Crown Prince! The successor of the First Emperor has come to find us! "
Several tens of people roared. The war drums were beaten, rumbling endlessly. They transmitted into the heavens and swept towards the depths of this star. It was as if they were notifying the other clansmen.
At this time, Ye Qinghan was certain that the person in front of him was a member of the Flame Tribe. It was just that he had used a special method to conceal his blood aura.
Tap tap tap …
Ye Qinghan brought Dark Dance and walked towards the crowd. He looked up and saw many people moving in the depths of the tribe. Some women even carried kitchen knives and rushed towards the entrance of the tribe with their children. It seemed like they were here to fight for their lives.
The child was holding a wooden stick and a wooden spear. He was furious and had a ferocious look on his face. As soon as he rushed over, he looked at Ye Qinghan with hatred.
Many people had just arrived at the entrance of the tribe and didn't know the situation. They didn't know that Ye Qinghan was the Yan Emperor's descendant. They thought that the enemy had chased them here. That was why their aura was completely different.
"It seems like their knowledge of history is not bad. They know that every inch of land, every inch of blood, and a million disciples and a million soldiers." Ye Qinghan looked at the tribe moving quickly. There were about seventy to eighty thousand people. There were the old, the weak, the sick, the disabled, women, and children. They were on the fourth step. The first step was full of old people. They were decaying old people. They were not afraid of death and thought that death was nothing to be regretted. That was why they were at the front. The second step was full of middle-aged people, and the third step was full of young people.
This kind of formation seemed to be the result of many years of battle research. It was all for the sake of preserving a legacy for the Yan Clan.
Ye Qinghan looked at this formation and felt his heart ache. These people didn't have it easy. In order to survive, they must have suffered more than him. The emotions in their eyes were very depressed.
"Sorry! I'm late! "
Ye Qinghan bowed deeply. This bow was for these old people. For the sake of the Yan Clan's legacy, they had blocked at the front countless times.
Hua!
The old man slowly stepped towards Ye Qinghan and reached out to support Ye Qinghan's arm. He stroked Yan Zu's right arm. Even though he was in his fourth state, he still couldn't control his emotions. Tears flowed down his face uncontrollably.
After countless battles, the bone-piercing wounds were still vivid in his mind. However, he had never cried. Today, because of the appearance of a Yan Clan member, he shed tears. When he saw Yan Zu's right arm, he couldn't stop crying.
Wu wu wu …
The old man cried out in grief. His body trembled and he wanted to kneel on the ground. However, Ye Qinghan supported him tightly, not allowing him to kneel.
"Elder, I don't have the qualifications to receive your kneel. It was you who allowed the Yan Clan's legacy to be passed down, not me! This bow should be mine. "Ye Qinghan's voice was hoarse. He knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the old man.
"Get up! You are the successor of the crown prince. You represent the crown prince of the Yan Clan. How can this old man accept your kneel? "The old man immediately helped Ye Qinghan up and said respectfully.
Ye Qinghan had too many questions to ask them. He said in a low voice, "Elder, dismiss everyone. Let's talk alone. I have something to ask."
"Okay!" The old man quickly nodded.
Hua!!
The old man waved his hand and everyone left reluctantly. They looked back at Ye Qinghan every three steps.
Dark Dance didn't know what to do. She didn't know what to do next.
Ye Qinghan said indifferently, "Dark Dance, go play with the children. I have something to discuss with the elder."
Dark Dance didn't dare to disturb Ye Qinghan. She immediately turned and walked towards the children.
… …
Ye Qinghan and the old man walked side by side. They came to a remote valley and sat in a pavilion facing each other.
"This old man didn't expect that after so many years, someone from the Yan Clan would return here." The old man said in a low voice.
Ye Qinghan took a deep breath, looked at the old man's withered hand, and saw that there were still fresh wounds. He whispered, "It's a long story. I was fighting a Noble battle in the Undying Immortal Realm, but my identity was discovered by a few Primordial Overgod heirs. They didn't inform anyone else, and instead chose to ambush me. In the end, I fought with them for dozens of years, fleeing as I fought. In the end, I killed my way to Planet Voracious Wolf, where I accidentally found a teleportation stele that sent us to Planet Darkmoon. After two battles, I successfully killed three Primordial Overgod heirs. Although their Overgod sparks escaped, they won't be able to return to their peak state without at least a hundred thousand years."
Killing three Primordial Overgod heirs in a joint ambush!
The old man's pupils shrank. He didn't expect Ye Qinghan's combat power to be so exaggerated.
"Five Primordial Overgod heirs appeared. Four of them ambushed me. However, all four of them are considered dead. There are no exceptions!" Ye Qinghan said with certainty.
"Good! That's great! "
The old man clapped his hands and shouted excitedly. Even though Ye Qinghan had killed four Primordial Overgod heirs, he still couldn't vent his anger.
When Ye Qinghan saw the old man's excited expression, a bitter smile appeared on his face. Only he knew how difficult this battle had been.
"Elder, what happened to your injuries?" Ye Qinghan quickly calmed down and asked in a low voice.
The old man's breath stagnated and he said helplessly, "Back then, a group of Primordial Immortals and Primordial Overgods chased us here. We joined forces with the Dark Moon and killed a group of them. However, there was another group that didn't die. They chased us here and fought with us for countless years. Both sides suffered great losses. In these years, their advantage grew stronger and stronger while our numbers dwindled. In order to hide our identities, we had to find medicinal herbs to smear on our bodies.
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