At this time, the experts of the Ziya clan were stunned.
The Golden Pool Roc was an ancient ferocious bird in the depths of the Desolate Lands.
Two Bi Fang divine birds were enough to destroy the gathering place of the Ziya clan. Now that they had provoked the Golden Winged Roc, how could the Ziya clan survive?
The group of experts of the Ziya clan stiffened and their souls trembled when the Golden Winged Roc's golden pupils moved back and forth.
"Go to the ancestral temple and prepare to invite the ancestors!"
In the middle of the dome-shaped wooden stronghold, the eldest son of the Ziya clan, Yabale, gritted his teeth and said.
Every clan worshiped their own powerhouses. Through the idols in the ancestral halls of the clan temples, the powerhouses of the clan could immediately sense the current situation of a branch of the clan.
If necessary, they could even hold a large-scale sacrifice and summon a wisp of divine consciousness of the clan's experts.
It was too late to hold a sacrifice now, but they could use the blood sacrifice to summon the clan's experts with the lives of the Ziya clan's experts.
No one was willing to sacrifice their lives unless they had no other choice.
But what made the entire Ziya clan rejoice was that the terrifying Golden Winged Roc did not seem to care about their lives. With a flap of its wings, it flew up and disappeared from the sky above the Ziya clan in the blink of an eye.
Only then did the calamity subside.
Until late at night, the chaos of the Ziya clan had not subsided. In the gathering place, the cries of the clansmen could be heard from time to time.
A sorrowful atmosphere filled this wild hope that was blown by the summer wind.
In the ancestral temple.
At the top were specially carved statues of gods. They were dignified and sacred. On both sides sat warriors of the Shi clan with cold and angry expressions.
The eldest son of the clan, Yabale, looked at the youth kneeling on the ground with disappointment.
"You beast, the clan order clearly says that without the clan's great sacrifice, the clansmen are not allowed to enter the mountain range to avoid attracting trouble!"
"You beast, you are so stubborn!"
"Today's disaster was caused by you. You should explain to those dead and injured clansmen yourself!"
Ziya Barre closed his eyes, but the hand behind him had already squeezed into his flesh.
When Ziya awakened the power of the surname, he was undoubtedly the happiest.
He only had one son.
But now, Ziya had caused too much trouble.
Because of those two Bi Fang descendants, the entire Ziya Clan had suffered a great loss, and he couldn't explain it to his clansmen.
At this moment, Queen Zi Ya was kneeling on the futon, facing the statue in the ancestral hall. She could feel the angry gazes of the people around her. She felt wronged, and anger burned in her heart.
He only wanted to become stronger. Was that wrong?
"Clan Leader, don't blame him. We watched Young Empress grow up. He didn't do it on purpose!"
At the side, a long-haired old man with a walking stick and a snake walking stick stood out.
This old man had triangular eyes, and the most peculiar thing about him was that the earrings on his earlobes were actually two long red-gold worms that were still alive.
His figure was stooped, but in the ancestral hall, the only one who could match his aura was the patriarch of the Ziya clan.
He was the Patriarch of Zi Ya Clan. Every clan had a Patriarch and several Patriarch attendants. The Patriarch was in charge of all the sacrificial ceremonies in the clan.
He was also the doctor of each clan, and each Patriarch was a powerful warrior who had walked out of the clan's Shaman Academy.
They might not be good at fighting, but when it came to herbs, diagrams of runes, divination, communication with the main clan … and other things, they learned a variety of things, and they were incredibly important in each clan.
Sometimes, the words of the Patriarch were even more effective than that of the clan leader.
Ziya Barre's expression was gloomy. "Even so, I am no longer shameless enough to be the clan leader of Zi Ya Clan!"
Ziya Barre lifted his head abruptly. In his original impression, Ziya Barre was always full of confidence, high spirits, and high spirits. He was a wise clan leader who led his clansmen through all obstacles.
However, at this moment, he realized that his father seemed to have aged. In an instant, he seemed to have aged by dozens of years, as if he had entered his twilight years.
He could see joy flashing across the faces of his uncles around him.
"Damn it, these people are clearly using this to threaten father and force him to give up the position of the clan leader!"
Ziya Barre was furious.
The Patriarch saw the expressions of the other people in the ancestral hall and said coldly.
"It's not up to Zi Ya Clan to decide whether to give up the position of the clan leader. The two Bi Fang divine birds might have been scared away by the Golden-winged Roc, but divine birds like Bi Fang are born to hold grudges!"
He paused for a moment and looked at the people in the ancestral hall whose expressions had changed.
"This time, our Ziya Clan killed a Bi Fang. As long as our Ziya Clan doesn't move away, they will return. Next time, we won't be so lucky to encounter a Golden-winged Great Peng passing by!"
"What? There's such a thing?"
"How could this be?!"
"Then what should we do now?"
…..
A hint of panic appeared on the faces of the powerful warriors of Zi Ya Clan.
They could no longer care about fighting for power.
Ziya Barre was completely stunned, but then he looked at the Patriarch nervously.
"Patriarch, what should we do now?"
"There's one way. We move away with the entire clan!" With his long hair falling on his shoulders, the Patriarch's expression was cold.
"Move away with the entire clan?"
Including Ziya Barre, all the powerful warriors of Zi Ya Clan in the ancestral hall had incredibly sour expressions. In an instant, some of the powerful warriors in the ancestral hall sat down on their chairs, unable to summon any strength.
Moving away with the entire clan was not a game.
To any clan, moving was a nightmare that they would never want to talk about.
Moving with the entire clan was not a matter of one person running from one place to another. The mountains were filled with too many dangers. Ferocious beasts, poisonous insects, hunger, and bad weather.
The powerful warriors of the clan might be powerful, but in the vast land, they were still too insignificant. They were like a grain of sand in the ocean.
During the migration, if anything went wrong, it could cause the clan to lose members or even be wiped out.
Many of the clans would usually suffer great losses during the migration. Some of the old, weak, sick, and disabled were bound to die. Even the powerful warriors in the clan would have to face the choice of life and death.
After staying in one place for a long time, who would be willing to leave their entire family behind?
"There's another way!"
At that moment, a voice broke the silence in the ancestral hall. Everyone's eyes suddenly lit up. They looked towards the source of the voice and looked at Zi Ya Clan's Queen.
"Queen, don't talk nonsense."
When he saw Zi Ya, Ziya Barre's face became strangely angry.
"This bastard, how dare he talk nonsense after causing such a big trouble?"
In the ancestral hall, many powerful warriors cast their gazes on Zi Ya Clan's Queen. Their expressions were different, but most of them were clearly disdainful. Even they could not do anything. How could an immature child do it?
The Patriarch cast his gaze on Zi Ya Clan's Queen with an expressionless face.
When she saw the situation, the anger on Zi Ya Clan's Queen's face disappeared and turned into calmness. When she remembered the powerful warrior who had easily killed the Bi Fang Divine Bird, Zi Ya Clan's Queen became more confident.
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