This Martial Saint's Health Bar is Too Thick! Chapter 1367 28: Five Hundred Years, Dreams Return (Part 3)

Li Fei: "I want you to send a ssage to the remaining tribes of the Northern Barbarians, telling them that I want to restart the Desolate God Alliance."

Wuyana was first stunned, took a mont before realizing what Li Fei was talking about.

Over five hundred years ago, the Great Lan Ancestor swept across the six directions, vowing to unify the world!

After killing the first Northern Barbarian King and defeating the Northern Barbarian Alliance Army, the Grand Ancestor Emperor counterattacked.

The terrain of the Northern Barbarians prevented a large army from deep invasion, so the Grand Ancestor led a group of elites into the Wilderness.

After consecutively conquering the main bases of several powerful clans, the Grand Ancestor encountered a problem—

The Northern Barbarians found they could not defeat him, began to avoid battles and hide everywhere.

Not every powerful tribe had irreplaceable sacred objects like the Wuri Clan, which were immovable trees.

Many powerful tribes had movable sacred objects, so they didn't necessarily have to hold their ground in one place.

If really unable to fight, then they would flee.

The main camp would move to a more concealed place, lock down information, avoid contact with the outside, and hide carefully.

The other branches would do the sa.

Even though all hunting grounds and treasures would need to be rediscovered and built, the loss wouldn't be small.

But it was better than being annihilated.

The Wilderness was too vast, and it wasn't possible to send in a huge army to sweep it.

No matter how skilled the Grand Ancestor Emperor was, he couldn't find the enemy.

To resolve this issue once and for all, the Grand Ancestor and the then Northern Barbarian Seventeen Clans jointly established the 'Desolate God Alliance.'

Each tribe had different totems, but shared one belief—

All Northern Barbarians believed everything was created by the Desolate God.

All tribes worshiped the sa deity.

Led by the Northern Barbarian Seventeen Clans, representatives from over a hundred tribes set up an altar, perford a ceremony, and under the witness of the Desolate God, had a fair confrontation with the Great Lan Ancestor.

If the Northern Barbarians won, the Da Lan Dynasty would cede the northern seven provinces!

If the Da Lan Dynasty won, the Northern Barbarian tribes swore allegiance and promised never to raid the borders.

Of course, the Grand Ancestor Emperor ultimately won.

Hence, before his passing, the Northern Barbarians never raided the borders.

But after his death, the Northern Barbarians deed the Desolate God Alliance void and began to frequently invade the Da Lan borders.

Now, Li Fei wants to restart the Desolate God Alliance!

"You..."

For a mont, Wuyana didn't know what to say.

Over five hundred years ago, the tribes agreed to the Great Lan Ancestor's 'Desolate God Alliance' firstly because they believed they had so chance of winning.

Secondly, at that ti, the Grand Ancestor Emperor had already swept all sides, with no troubles behind, and the Northern Barbarians could no longer wait for reinforcents.

If they insisted on fighting to the end, each tribe was forced to migrate, suffering great loss.

Although today's Da Lan Dynasty isn't what it once was, the grasslands are subdued, and the Two Desert Kingdoms are unable to fight again.

The Taoists were first seriously injured, now standing with the Da Lan Dynasty.

The Buddhists are trapped in one province.

The internal strife that needed to explode, the Da Lan Dynasty has also dealt with.

The Da Lan Dynasty can send Li Fei to slowly clean up the Northern Barbarians, and the Northern Barbarians equally can't wait for reinforcents.

Li Fei indeed has the right to restart the Desolate God Alliance!

"...I understand. I will convey the ssage to the tribes, as to whether they agree, it's not within my control. The Wuri Clan doesn't have much influence anymore."

Wuyana said.

Li Fei was indifferent: "Just convey the ssage."

He ca to the Wuri Clan because, although Bo'erhu was dead, his influence remained in various tribes.

After all, this Northern Barbarian King ultimately fought and died for the Northern Barbarians.

Letting the Wuri Clan contact various tribes was undoubtedly the best choice.

Without a sound, Li Fei disappeared from the room.

Wuyana silently waited for a few seconds on the seat before confirming that the God of Slaughter had really left.

"Phew—"

She let out a heavy breath, collapsed on the seat, her back already soaked in cold sweat.

Just a few words from Li Fei, although he appeared calm, the pressure he delivered was almost suffocating!

She sat lost in thought for a mont, struggling in emotion.

In the end, she gave the command:

"Co, prepare to send ssages to the tribes—"

...

Shaman City.

Upon arriving here, a group of prodigies were placed in the Savage Killing Army camp.

They stayed for over a month without anything happening.

Everyone had prepared themselves to follow Duke Jing'an into the Northern Barbarians for brutal battles.

But they didn't expect this.

A group of energetic young people locked in the military camp with nothing to do could only find things to occupy themselves—

They began to fight!

All proud prodigies, each holding their own pride, none willing to yield to the other.

Physical contests were inevitable.

On 'Mirage,' Zhao Jingfeng and Nai Le, who had already been like a match to a fla, fought seven tis within a month!

If not for Martial Arts Master watching over them, both would have been seriously injured, maybe even left disabled.

Today marked their eighth showdown.

On the training ground, two figures tore through the air, leaving trails of afterimages, force whistled, clashing like thunder!

Both were at the Peak Dao Foundation Stage Cultivation, Nai Le strong in physique, Zhao Jingfeng skilled in martial arts, each had their advantages.

Of the previous seven matches, Zhao Jingfeng won four, slightly leading.

A crowd surrounded them watching, among them many Savage Killing Army soldiers, loudly cheering for Zhao Jingfeng.

"Sangji, are you about to break through?"

Chaganbayar silently asked Sangji in the corner.

Since suspecting Sangji might have inherited part of Li Ming's Qi Fortune, Chaganbayar made a deliberate effort to connect with him.

With the cunning of the Nether River Ancestor, befriending a simple grassland boy was effortless.

In just over a month, he had already beco Sangji's best friend.

"Yes, I'm feeling like I'm about to breakthrough, next I need a life-and-death trial."

Sangji nodded and said.

He had reached the Body Breaking Late Stage, wanting to break through to the Qi Change Stage, according to the experience Li Fei had once passed on to him, it is best to use a life-and-death trial to breakthrough.

"So fast."

Chaganbayar said enviously, "Sangji, you are really amazing!"

Sangji felt a bit embarrassed.

"You should soon find the opportunity for a life-and-death trial."

Chaganbayar told him.

Sangji: "Really? But we've been here for a month."

Chaganbayar did not explain.

He roughly guessed what Li Fei wanted to do, so it should start soon without any surprise.

Sowhat bored, he glanced at the exchanges on the field.

A re contest at the Tao Foundation Stage Peak, it really couldn't pique his interest.

Suddenly, his expression changed.

Followed by the sound of Hua Donglou's voice resonating in the drill ground:

"Everyone gather!"

The two who were exchanging moves stopped.

So prodigies who hadn't co to watch quickly rushed over here.

Many of the Savage Killing Army warriors who liked watching the fun also gathered around this drill ground.

Hua Donghan descended from the sky, standing in the center of the drill ground.

She looked around and said proudly:

"Everyone prepare yourselves, we're about to set off to the Northern Barbarians, to participate in the Desolate God Alliance!"

"Indeed."

Chaganbayar said to himself, knowing he had guessed correctly.

"Desolate God Alliance?"

This term was very unfamiliar to the rest of the people present.

After all, that had been more than five hundred years ago.

So Hua Donghan loudly explained to everyone what the Desolate God Alliance ant.

"..."

The drill ground suddenly beca quiet.

After listening to Hua Donghan's explanation, everyone's breathing involuntarily intensified.

As a soldier, Zhao Jingfeng was almost trembling with excitent!

Sweeping across the lands, dominating the East Continent.

Beneath the blue flag, none dared defy!

Five hundred years is too long; the forr glory has been forgotten by many.

"Power—!!!"

Zhao Jingfeng stirred all his force and shouted loudly.

"Power!!"

"Power!!"

"Power!!"

In the drill ground, Da Lan's prodigies and all the Savage Killing Army warriors roared.

Five hundred years of Da Lan.

Dreaming back to the peak!

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Five hundred years is too long; the forr glory has been forgotten by many.

"Power—!!!"

Zhao Jingfeng stirred all his force and shouted loudly.

"Power!!"

"Power!!"

"Power!!"

In the drill ground, Da Lan's prodigies and all the Savage Killing Army warriors roared.

Five hundred years of Da Lan.

Dreaming back to the peak!

Five hundred years is too long; the forr glory has been forgotten by many.

"Power—!!!"

Zhao Jingfeng stirred all his force and shouted loudly.

"Power!!"

"Power!!"

"Power!!"

In the drill ground, Da Lan's prodigies and all the Savage Killing Army warriors roared.

Five hundred years of Da Lan.

Dreaming back to the peak! Five hundred years is too long; the forr glory has been forgotten by many.

"Power—!!!"

Zhao Jingfeng stirred all his force and shouted loudly.

"Power!!"

"Power!!"

"Power!!"

In the drill ground, Da Lan's prodigies and all the Savage Killing Army warriors roared.

Five hundred years of Da Lan.

Dreaming back to the peak!