He turned around slowly, and the clan leader's expression was very complicated. He did not look directly ahead, but lowered his head slightly, as if he was looking at somewhere.

"This battle is not another battle...Yunyan, when you came to our Yunhe tribe, your tribe was also invaded. Now, this Yunhe tribe may also be invaded. If you don't want to stay in our Yunhe tribe, you can leave."

After sighing, the patriarch raised his head, looked at Yunyan standing, and said deeply.

Upon hearing this, Yun Yan was stunned for a moment. Even though she didn't like war, and even got tired of war. But when the patriarch's words fell, a hint of determination seemed to seep out of her watery eyes, and even under this determination, a trace of almost imperceptible hidden - madness!

"This is my home, I will not leave."

Yun Yan looked at the clan leader, and his words were decisive and without any hesitation, and were sonorous and powerful.

The clan leader trembled. When he looked at Yun Yan, he had not had time to speak, but he heard Yun Yan continue to say: "Class leader, since I came to Yun He tribe, the people of Yun He tribe have given me the love and care I had lost before. Even though I, Yun Yan, hate war, I am not the kind of person who is greedy for life and fear of death. So, please allow me to go on stage to kill the enemy. I want to fight, I want to protect... my home!"

Yun Yan's words made the patriarch's body stunned again. The wrinkles on his face squirmed for a moment. When he looked at Yun Yan, he did not continue to persuade him. Instead, he said after a moment of silence, "You go back first."

The patriarch's words seemed to be a little tired. Even after the words fell, his body seemed to be even more hunched. Yun Yan did not continue to disturb her. She was a sensible person. She knew clearly that the patriarch had to do a lot of things at this moment, such as studying tactics, and doing the next plan. These things were pressed on the elderly patriarch, which made him feel breathless, but he had to do it.

Even after the patriarch showed such a strong man, Yun Yan felt a faint sting in her heart and wanted to help the patriarch share some of it. But she didn't understand those things at all. So she could only exit the room, gently close the wooden door, and leave quietly.

On the battlefield ahead, there were mountain peaks opposite the Yunhe tribe, and there were tents on it. The tents were swaying with the candlelight, and there were human figures. In a certain tent, a man wearing a mask was sitting cross-legged. Around his body, some crystals were floating at this moment. Above this crystal, a trace of spiritual energy was pouring into his body.

As these spiritual energy were poured in, gradually, these crystals seemed to have lost their original light, and while becoming dim, they fell one after another.

When the last crystal stone fell to the ground, the man breathed a sigh of relief, finally stood up slowly, then walked out of the camp and looked at the people cheering by a bonfire. These people were the soldiers of the Seven Evil Tribe, and the victory on the battlefield was enough to make them crazy.

After this man walked out, he looked at the night sky with his hands behind his back. Even though the firelight shone on his cheek, he still couldn't see through the face under the mask. He could only roughly push away his feeling at this moment from his calm and deep eyes, as if he didn't care about everything, as if he ignored everything.

At this moment, a strong man in animal skin rushed over, holding a spear in his hand, which was as tall as his body. When he came to the masked man, he bowed his fists and showed great respect.

"Sir, the corpses of the fifty Yunhe Tribe have been sent, and we have received five hundred crystals."

As the strong man finished his words, two strong men suddenly came with two sacks behind him. A faint light oozed out from the sack, which was the crystal stone exchanged for the Yunhe tribe.

Upon hearing this, the man wearing a mask did not turn around, his expression remained the same, and said, "Five hundred crystals... This is only enough for me to absorb less than a day."

After the words fell, the man slowly turned around and looked at the strong man who had not raised his head yet, and continued, "Today we killed their fifty soldiers, how many people did we hurt?"

The strong man still did not look up and said, "Class leader, among the less than a thousand soldiers we dispatched today, only less than three hundred were injured and no one died."

The masked man raised a sly smile on the corner of his mouth, and the smile oozed with a hint of chill. But no one could notice it.

"Are the warriors they fought today all the monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage?"

"Yes, the clan leader, there is not even a cultivator above the Cave Xuan Realm." Facing the words of the masked man, the strong man said.

"Okay, this Yunhe tribe is just an ordinary medium-sized tribe, and it has existed in this Chiyan Peak for so long. It must be their reason. Our soldiers adjust their breathing well and continue to declare war in a few days. I want to see when will the so-called strong people hidden in this Yunhe tribe appear..."

After the man finished speaking, he suddenly turned around and signaled that the two strong men carrying sacks to take the crystal stones to the tent, and he also entered the tent together.

Time is a night in the blink of an eye. The people of the Yunhe Tribe, who were confused, woke up with the sound of running back and forth. At the beginning of the war, they would never sleep peacefully.

The smell of blood in the air had already spread over the Yunhe tribe from the battlefield. The patriarch stood in front of his house with a serious expression, as if he had not closed his eyes last night. At this moment, a strong man came.

This strong man specifically reported military information in the Yunhe tribe. When he came to the patriarch, he bowed his fists and said directly: "Class Chief, there seems to be no movement in the Seven Evil Tribe today and has not declared war on us."

Hearing this, the clan leader slowly turned around and looked at the strong man who was talking. His face seemed to be getting older after a night.

"They are consuming us... Even though our soldiers suffered casualties yesterday, they must have suffered a lot of energy. It would be better if they don't fight, they can delay it for a day, counting it for a day. As long as we are not busy dispatching the warriors above the Cave Xuan Realm, it would not be an easy thing if they want to destroy our Yunhe Tribe."

After the patriarch finished speaking, there seemed to be a bit of fighting spirit in his vicissitudes of life.

"Are all the dead soldiers buried?" the patriarch continued.

The strong man looked at the patriarch and nodded, with a little sad look in his expression, and said, "We have been buried, and we have erected a monument for them. I hope they can bless our Yunhe tribe in the underworld to survive this disaster."

After breathing a long sigh, the patriarch turned around and ordered the strong man to continue investigating military information, he walked into the wooden house.

At this time, in the Yunhe Tribe, where the forbidden cave is located, the lotus pond, the water in the pond is extremely boiling. The boiling sound comes out of the cave and comes into Mu Zhen and Ma Hui's ears. Before this, they had heard this sound, but at the same time the sound was made, there was also a sound of neighing. At this moment, apart from the boiling sound, it seemed extremely quiet, and there was only an irritating uneasiness in the void.

They all knew clearly that Shiraishi was passing the fourth level at this moment!

The increased temperature made the sweat beads constantly seep out of Bai Shi's forehead. After the sweat beads oozed out in large quantities, his lips seemed a little dry, as if they were about to crack. But just as it was about to crack, it was soaked in water vapor, returning to its previous blood color.

Shiraishi did not grit his teeth. He seemed to have become accustomed to this burning sensation. This feeling made his skin slowly turn white because of over-soaking.

Until the third day approached, the first ray of sunlight in the morning passed through the cracks in the cave and sprinkled into the lotus pond. As if there was a hint of coldness that should not belong to the scorching sun, Bai Shi's body suddenly changed strangely.

This change is the surface skin of his body, which is slowly falling off while curling...
Chapter completed!