Zhenyan Xiong suddenly recalled the letter from a few months ago.
The letter said: Do you think the Divine Spirit punished , making bear a burden, or rewarded , allowing to digest it?
The two of them silently exchanged glances.
Li Yuan suddenly stepped forward. A vast amount of flas poured out from his pores, forming a Fire Domain around him, as if he...had beco fire.
As a Clan Leader, no one understood "fire" better than Zhenyan Xiong.
And the fire before him was identical to that of his Zhenyan Clan.
"You..." Zhenyan Xiong looked at Li Yuan in disbelief, "You...you..."
He didn’t know what to say.
The Nine Flas Clan, one clan guards one fla.
And this man before him had beco the tenth fla, a living fla.
"Do you want to fight?" Li Yuan asked from within the fire.
Zhenyan Xiong asked, "Who exactly are you?"
Li Yuan sighed and said, "I’ve ntioned before, the invasion of Great Zhou needs to be orchestrated by ...because the land you’re invading is my domain.
I hope both sides can coexist peacefully, because the Cloud Mountain Path is truly a barren place, whereas the colorful world of the Central Plains is indeed worth our invasion."
Zhenyan Xiong was silent for a mont, then said, "I saw the letter you sent, but they don’t believe it, and although our Zhenyan Clan is not weak, we aren’t the strongest among the Nine Flas Clan."
Li Yuan asked, "Which clan is the strongest?"
Zhenyan Xiong replied, "Tongrong, Xuefang."
Li Yuan asked again, "Where is Chen Shou?"
Zhenyan Xiong, though a clever barbarian, couldn’t withstand Li Yuan’s skipping style of questioning.
Li Yuan said, "According to the rules of my Zhenyan Clan, if a forr Grand Elder returns, as long as they defeat the current one, they can beco the Grand Elder again."
Zhenyan Xiong hesitated for a mont, then said, "Zhenyan Yuan, defeat , and I will make you Clan Leader."
"Okay."
Li Yuan did not hesitate.
The two prepared for battle, pulling a distance between them.
Zhenyan Xiong grabbed a spear as thick as an arm from his back.
Li Yuan slowly drew out the Cyan Snake Blade, saying, "Please."
Zhenyan Xiong roared, stomping on the ground, shattering the city tower, along with the spot where Li Yuan stood.
Amidst the destruction, Zhenyan Xiong transford into a fierce wind, with his spear whistling sharply like a tusk, stabbing towards Li Yuan.
Li Yuan suddenly smiled.
A disdainful smile.
At this mont, he had already adjusted his state of mind.
The barbarians would submit to the strong, so...humility was useless.
The masses of Cloud Mountain Path saw the Ice Barbarians like an unstoppable flood, like an insurmountable mountain.
Therefore, the Ice Barbarians saw him the sa way.
The city tower beneath Li Yuan’s feet had shattered, but he was half-suspended in the air, pulling out the Cyan Snake Blade, but he did not strike, rely wiping it gently before casually sheathing it again.
If humility was useless, then let there be arrogance.
"You are not worthy for to wield my blade,"
In a calm voice, Li Yuan reached out his hand, casually grabbing Zhenyan Xiong’s spear, and then directly snapped it.
The spear...broke in two.
Li Yuan tossed it aside, yawned, and said, "You are too weak."
Zhenyan Xiong: ...
"Once we return to the Zhenyan Clan, I will perform the fire-worship ceremony and bestow the position of Clan Leader to you.
You know that all ceremonies must be held before the fire to be acknowledged by the clan mbers."
Li Yuan impatiently said, "It’s unnecessary.
I am the fire, worshipping the fire is worshipping .
Why bother seeking what is near and at hand?"
With those words, he began to ascend slowly, his arms spreading like wings, with flas emanating from his body, soaring upwards, seemingly a fire suspended in mid-air, illuminating the world below, allowing the already austere late autumn to bask once again in warm light.
Eighth Company Cities, all the commotion around the city walls quieted down.
Many barbarians rushed to the streets, looking at the flas suspended in mid-air, unable to believe their eyes.
They could not see Li Yuan’s face, but they recognized the fire.
But why was this fire, from the Eternal Night Permafrost, appearing here?
So among them were clueless, but instinctive faith made them kneel and worship.
Li Yuan glanced at Zhenyan Xiong, wide-eyed on the wall, and said, "See, they will worship ."
Zhenyan Xiong remained silent for a long ti, then knelt to the ground and deeply bowed to Li Yuan, yet imdiately said, "I was wrong..."
"What wrong is there to be had?" A calm voice sounded.
Zhenyan Xiong said, "I shouldn’t bestow the position of Clan Leader to you, because...you shouldn’t be the Clan Leader; you should be...a god."
"Hmph..."
"Hahahahahaha!!!"
A rampant and arrogant laugh erupted from within the flas.
Those barbarians worshiping the fire in the street were suddenly shocked to discover soone within the fire.
One by one, they knelt down, yet looked up in disbelief, their necks stiff, their minds buzzing, unable to comprehend how soone could be inside the fire.
"A god?"
A voice, arrogant and domineering, emanated from the fire.
This voice was like that of a true god, instilling a sense of awe in the barbarians that ca from their very bloodline, making them prostrate even further.
"If there were truly a god, would he disdain us?"
"If there were truly a god, and he disdained us, why should we obey?"
"Fire is not a gift from the Divine Spirit!"
"There are no gods in this world, only the Great Barbarian King..."
"Zhenyan Xiong, do you not understand?"
Li Yuan did not wish to instill the concept of a god in the barbarians, for what if another strong figure ca and claid to be a god? That would be making wedding clothes for soone else.
To beco the Great Barbarian King, one must be powerful enough, must possess the Barbarian King’s Token, and must be a pure-blooded Ice Barbarian of at least three generations.
Of course, this third criterion was established after him, as this Barbarian King’s Token was personally forged by him...
Li Yuan’s idea was not the "Divine Spirit Religious System" but rather the "Barbarian King’s Token System."
"Great Barbarian King..."
Zhenyan Xiong murmured to himself.
For a mont, he gazed at the silhouette in the mid-air fire, his mind and spirit wavering.
And the fire continued to soar into the sky, like a fiery sun drawing ever closer to the earth, vying for brilliance with the blazing sun above.
And a voice like thunder rumbled and spread across the surroundings.
"People of the Zhenyan Clan, I am Zhenyan Yuan!
From this mont, the Eighth Company Cities belong to .
Anyone who dares make a reckless move will die!"
These words were like a thunderbolt from the sky.
Nurous barbarians saw the person in the fire claim to be Zhenyan Yuan, and were all shocked. Recalling the incident from nearly two years ago, they seed to understand, hurriedly abandoning what was beside them and rushing to the streets.
Li Yuan glanced around and saw Zhenyan Cang’er.
The barbarian who once tried to take advantage of his weakness now stood there in terror.
Li Yuan picked up the Cyan Snake Blade, and with one breath of several zhang of fla, the Cyan Snake Blade sliced through the air, dragging through the void...
Zhenyan Cang’er was directly cut in half, the severed wound consud by fire.
He howled in anguish, struggling painfully, yet no one said a word.
In the hearts of these barbarians, a strong figure like Zhenyan Yuan was expected to be this way, fitting their impression of the powerful.
In that instant...
A barbarian suddenly shouted loudly.
"Zhenyan Yuan!"
And this cry was like a spark in oil, causing an explosion.
More voices shouted:
"Zhenyan Yuan!"
"Zhenyan Yuan!"
Soon, the voices changed to:
"Great Barbarian King!"
"Great Barbarian King, Zhenyan Yuan!"
Their muscular heads finally understood what they thought was true.
Zhenyan Yuan, once the Grand Elder Zhenyan, had returned!
He had beco fire!
But he also proclaid that there were no gods, only the Great Barbarian King.
Compared to a lofty god, the barbarians of the Zhenyan Clan seed to prefer the title "Great Barbarian King."
And Zhenyan Yuan, this being who beca fire, was naturally the Great Barbarian King.
The residents of Eighth Company Cities initially thought Divine Soldiers had descended to save them, but upon hearing the monsters excitedly shouting the na of the "Great Barbarian King," their faces turned pale...
Li Yuan, standing aloft, raised his hand to silence them, saying, "To beco the Barbarian King, one must conquer the Nine Clans!
Children, tell , where is the nearest clan to us!
Take there!
Let see, let conquer!"
He suddenly waved both hands, and the flas around him scattered, forming a spherical ball of fiery fog high above, like there were two suns in the sky.
"See! Conquer!"
"See! Conquer!"
The barbarians of the Zhenyan Clan were utterly excited, each picking up their weapons, ready to follow Zhenyan Yuan into battle.
Zhenyan Xiong also felt his blood boiling, but after all, he wasn’t a fool whose brain was all muscle...
He looked at Zhenyan Yuan in the high flas, a deep reverence flashing in his eyes, and murmured to himself, "With such power, such ans, if you are not the Great Barbarian King, then who is?"
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