Capítulo 903: Chapter 42: Barbarian King’s Solemn Oath, National Guardian Blade (6000 )_2
The Green Phoenix Clan, with its Elder Council as the core of authority, imdiately convened an elder eting upon receiving a ssage from Bo’erhu.
During the eting, Qingfeng Changhao, the Clan Leader of the Green Phoenix, proposed an unexpected suggestion to all the elders.
“Why? Why should we help Bo’erhu?”
“Clan Leader, Bo’erhu is our enemy!”
“He dreams of making the great Green Phoenix Clan submit to him, which will never happen!”
“…”
In a wooden house, more than half of the elders fiercely opposed.
Because Qingfeng Changhao surprisingly proposed to activate the Guardian Formation!
Qingfeng Changhao, at the age of one hundred and twenty-seven, as a Great Grandmaster, was in his ‘pri’.
With light blue long hair, a tall and powerful build, and a phoenix feather pattern on his forehead, he looked as if he had a third eye.
After everyone fell silent, he spoke slowly:
“We are not helping Bo’erhu but helping the Northern Barbarians.”
“Even if Qi Ming is gone, how does it concern us? At most, it’s Bo’erhu’s misfortune!”
An elder couldn’t help but speak.
Qingfeng Changhao’s calm gaze t the elder’s, who imdiately fell silent.
“The main Dream Lion Clan territory was breached. All its powerful mbers, including the Clan Leader, were completely wiped out. From now on, there are no longer the Northern Barbarian Seventeen Clans.”
Qingfeng Changhao stated word by word.
“…”
The wooden house fell into silence as everyone felt a mutual unease.
The Northern Barbarian Seventeen Clans had existed for a millennium, yet one clan was suddenly eradicated!
“For a thousand years, several dynasties have risen and fallen in the Central Plains, yet we have been confined in the Wilderness Jungle, limited by resources and unable to develop well. anwhile, the people of the Central Plains have been increasing their Sha Qi, advancing their firearms. Their martial arts and magic keep improving, and their number of strong individuals grows incessantly.”
Qingfeng Changhao continued:
“If this continues, perhaps in the next millennium, a few more tribes of the Northern Barbarians might be eradicated! Sooner or later, the Northern Barbarians will be entirely conquered by the Central Plains!”
If he had said such things before the Dream Lion Clan was wiped out, many elders present would have deed him alarmist.
But the tragic demise of the Dream Lion Clan lay before them, forcing the elders to consider the possibility Qingfeng Changhao presented.
“But Clan Leader, if we help Bo’erhu through this crisis, won’t he still lead his army to attack us later?”
An elder said.
That was their main reason for being unwilling to help.
If they helped Bo’erhu, he would only turn to attack them afterward.
So why help? That’s absurd!
“In his ssage, Bo’erhu said that if he managed to unify the Northern Barbarians, the throne wouldn’t remain forever with the Wuri Clan. Everyone from all tribes would have an opportunity to sit on it.”
Qingfeng Changhao said passionately.
“What?!”
The statent was earth-shattering, shocking everyone present.
“Did Bo’erhu really say that?”
“Can we trust what he says?”
“If he becos king, will he not want to pass it to his descendants? Those words aren’t believable!”
“…”
Yet, the elders continued to be skeptical.
Qingfeng Changhao: “Bo’erhu said he could swear by the ancestral spirit, forging a collective oath with all tribes. Moreover, he could even forgo having descendants.”
“What?!!”
Everyone was once again shocked.
Swearing by the ancestral spirit was the heaviest oath among the Northern Barbarians. If broken, the person and their tribe would essentially have a ‘bankrupt’ reputation.
And yet, Bo’erhu went further, claiming he didn’t need descendants!
Throughout history, which ruler on the throne didn’t dream of eternal legacy?
Many would rather see the dynasty fall in their hands than let it fall to an outsider.
And yet, Bo’erhu, after struggling to beco the Northern Barbarian King, claid not to need descendants?
This vow was too extre!
Such determination finally moved these elders.
If the Northern Barbarians could unify and stand together against outsiders, with the throne being shared,
In the long run, this indeed benefitted everyone.
“It’s rely activating the Guardian Formation once. Even if this gamble is lost, for a single activation’s consumption, the Green Phoenix Clan can afford it! Why won’t you seize this chance for the future of the Northern Barbarians?”
Qingfeng Changhao concluded decisively.
As one of the four mighty clans, the Green Phoenix Clan indeed had the foundation to make such a statent.
Minutes later, a Green Phoenix over eight hundred ters long spread its wings and soared into the sky.
The Green Phoenix Clan was the first to activate the Guardian Formation!
Soon after the Green Phoenix Clan activated the Guardian Formation, a blazing sun rose from the main Wuri Clan camp.
The Wuri Clan also activated their Guardian Formation.
Subsequently, the remaining five tribes allied with these two powerful clans successively activated their Guardian Formations!
If the Dream Lion Clan hadn’t perished, Bo’erhu’s rallying call might not have yielded much effect.
Even if they couldn’t defeat the Central Plains Dynasty, they could just continue living in the Wilderness Jungle as before.
But the fall of the Dream Lion Clan truly made the remaining Northern Barbarian tribes feel the crisis!
Coupled with Bo’erhu’s promise of ‘rotating the throne’, more tribes sequentially activated the Guardian Formation.
…..
On the battlefield where the Giant Python and the Golden Dragon clashed.
The two massive creatures had been battling in the sky for over ten minutes.
During this, bolts of heavenly thunder constantly struck the Giant Python, tearing its body into shreds, leaving it bloody and mangled!
But the fragnts would reincorporate into the Giant Python, the sprayed blood and flesh corroding the vegetation and various wild and exotic beasts below, then absorbing their Life Force.
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