C16

"Let me go! I want to go back to the tribe! "

Hai Chen roared in anger, and crazily rammed into the White Wolf Great Tribe experts who were blocking him.

"If you go back, you will die!" Your Clan Lord has already handed you over to us, the White Wolf Great Tribe! " Wu Yuan snapped, "You will be treated like a core member of our department!"

"Ha! I, Hai Chen, am people of the Northern Sea Tribe in life and death. Who cares about your identity as a core member?" Hai Chen's eyes were bloodshot as he summoned his Divine Crow Soul Spirit and charged forward.

"My Northern Sea Tribe is given to you all every year in vain, but when great calamity comes, you all just stand there and watch without doing anything. You all have the heart to kill me, how can I take a thief as my father!"

"Humph!" "You don't know what's good for you, taking you in is already a heavenly gift!"

Wu Yuan reached out his hand and smacked the Divine Crow to pieces.

"Leaving you here, at least leave a trace of your bloodline for the Northern Sea Tribe!"

"How could our clan's bloodline allow a lowly person like you to bestow a favor upon us?" One day, I will trample all over your White Wolf Tribe! "

Hai Chen got up again and again and rammed into the powerhouses blocking the road in front of him. The hatred and anger in his heart also became more and more intense. He did not care about anything else and wanted to leave this place. He wanted to return to the tribe to fight with his people and live and die together!

"Yellow-furred boy, your tone is quite arrogant. Let's talk after you pass my test!"

Hai Chen spat out a mouthful of blood, condensed all of the soul power in his body, clenched his teeth and rammed it into Wu Yuan. Wu Yuan only used a simple palm and pushed him back, then fell to the ground.

"Again!"

Hai Chen crawled up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with determination, and once again fiercely charged forward, but he was once again beaten back mercilessly.

"Again!"

Like a mad beast, like a moth flying into the fire, Hai Chen was knocked down again and again. Once, twice, ten times, a hundred times … Even when he lost his balance, he still stumbled forward.

Wu Yuan saw how crazy Hai Chen was, but he still couldn't bear to see it in the end. He thought to himself, "This kid has already become a mad demon. It's useless to leave him be. I might as well just let him be!"

Once again, he knocked down Hai Chen, who struggled to stand up. Wu Yuan said in a deep voice, "I'll leave it to you today. "However, as long as you leave our tribe, you will be conceited in your life and death!"

"Ha! Leave life and death to me, how can you bear the consequences!"

Hai Chen wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and forcefully pushed open the person who was blocking his path. "Crash!" He crashed into the door, and directly staggered out of the White Wolf Great Tribe realm.

There was no moonlight, and by this time it was raining heavily. Once he got out of the White Wolf Great Tribe, Hai Chen staggered and fell into the mud. He crawled forward with difficulty as he spat out blood, muttering to himself and his tribe and his family.

Many people from the White Wolf Great Tribe saw this scene in the rain, and all of them felt heartache, and some even shed tears. This was still just a child, a child whose loved ones were killed by someone, a child who had no one to rely on, yet was still risking his life to return to the tribe.

Hai Chen's entire body was in pain. He no longer had any strength left, but he still crawled forward in the muddy water with great difficulty. This thirteen year old child did not even know the direction to return to the tribe. In this endless rain and mud, he only had one thought in his mind, crawl forward, crawl all the way back to the tribe and protect them!

If the heavens have feelings, the heavens will not bear to see such a heavy rain! A child was crawling in the rain, heading in the direction of the tribe in his heart!

If he didn't die, he would kill gods and slay devils!

Half a month later, Northern Sea Tribe. Mu Bai and Ling were kneeling in front of the tribe's gate. In front of them were ruins and corpses. The vultures were circling low in the sky, eating the corpses with their mouths wide open. The mother hugged the child with her arms even as she died. The cultivators' limbs were all broken as the elders died in front of the ancestral house …

This scene was like sharp swords stabbing into the hearts of Mu Bai and Ling one after another. It made their heartache suffocate and they could only cry endlessly.

"We can't stay here for long. I'm afraid there might be people from the Dong Ming Tribe lurking here."

Mi Yan stepped forward to help the two of them up.

Mu Bai was silent. He stood up and walked straight into the tribe. He reached out and picked up one familiar face after another with tears in his eyes. Carrying them to the back of the mountain, he walked towards their final home.

Time after time, he saw the faces of his family members. He saw the toddler, his aunt who often called him home to eat, Clan Uncle who taught him how to hunt and fish, and the kind old man under the roof. He seemed to see smoke rising from the chimneys of the tribe. He seemed to see his people coming to life, laughing and laughing as they appeared before him one by one.

One day, two days … Mu Bai carried the corpses of the clansmen into the back mountain. At the foot of the mountain, he scooped up the corpses one by one and dug a deep hole.

He wanted to bury his clansmen, and he wanted to personally bury the Northern Sea Tribe in his heart. As for Clan Lord, he had already turned into dust, accompanying him in every corner of the world.

Among the corpses of his clansmen, Mu Bai did not find War God and Hai Chen. Asked Mi Yan about it, but she also didn't have any news about them. Mu Bai was confident that they were still alive and that they would be found one day. Together with them, they wielded the blood blade of vengeance!

Late at night, the moon hung high in the sky.

"Mu Bai, are you really not coming back to the Chamber of Commerce with me?"

"Elder sister, I will definitely repay you for your great kindness in the future. However, I promised that I would make the Dongming Clan pay with their blood, and implicate your Taiyuan Chamber of Commerce in this matter, and I am not willing to do so either! "

Mi Yan remained silent. Apparently, she also understood that this matter was of great importance and she could not make the decision herself.

"I have a request, I hope that sister can agree to it."

Mu Bai looked at Ling deeply and solemnly.

"You mean Ling?"

"Exactly. I know the road ahead will be filled with blood, so let me go alone! "

"Alright, I promise you. I will send Ling to the headquarters and try to get her the best cultivation resources. "

"Elder sister's great kindness, I vow never to forget it!"

Mu Bai bowed deeply and looked at Ling who was sleeping soundly in the car once again. He then turned around and walked away. He walked towards a path to become stronger and a path to take revenge!

At this moment, Ling had a dream. Mu Bai was going to leave him, so she desperately wanted to keep him here.

"Look at the birds flying out of the forest, they will naturally come back at night. "Ling, wait for me …"

Watching Mu Bai's figure disappear into the night, Mi Yan sighed deeply, "I hope you can do as you wish!"

There was no end to the long journey ahead. The world was big and full of places to go.

Before setting foot on the road, Mu Bai had already made up his mind to start concocting pills. This was also the path Clan Lord had pointed out to him. He had risked his life to obtain this set of "Alchemy Herbs Collection" from the Dongming Province. It was because of his identity as an alchemist that the tribe was annihilated.

As he thought about it, Mu Bai's heart bled. As an alchemist, not only was he unable to help the tribe become stronger, he had also implicated Clan Lord, his tribe, and even his Northern Sea Tribe.

"Heavens, if you treat me like a dog, why don't you let me die and let me live on alone!"

Mu Bai roared towards the sky, crazily tearing his long hair and roaring again and again.

"Since I started to refine pills, I will consume all the pills in the world to repay this debt of blood!"

Carrying the black caldron and the "Herbs Collection", as well as the medicinal herbs and materials bought from the white wolf's Tribe Fair, under the clear and cold moonlight, Mu Bai headed towards the Silverfrost Forest in large strides.

He had to walk a path to becoming stronger here!

Silverfrost Forest was the largest forest in the wasteland that Mu Bai knew of. In the northern part of the tribe, it was said that there were all kinds of powerful fierce beasts that lived for millions of miles.

Of course, these were all existences that were rumored to be, and were the excited discussions of the clan members after drinking wine. However, no one had ever dared to approach them, let alone enter the Silverfrost Forest to capture those rare and precious beasts.

Now that the tribe was gone, Mu Bai chose to challenge the Silverfrost Forest alone.

If one didn't enter a dangerous situation, how could one walk the path of the strong!

Along the way north, Mu Bai went over tall mountains, crossed lakes, and passed through dense forests. After half a year, he was no longer the pure youth from before.

During the past half year, he had gotten used to being alone, learned how to choose, learned how to be decisive, and attacked with lightning. He would never be lenient. Along the way, he killed many vicious beasts and harvested medicinal herbs. The light in his eyes became more and more resolute.

Facing such a powerful berserk beast, Mu Bai did not run far away but chose to fight. Even if he was not a match for the beast, he had to sharpen the courage of the strong to not fear it.

After countless life and death battles, even though Mu Bai had wounds all over his body, he was still able to train his powerful body and rich combat experience.

They had countless pills and high level cultivation skills and Spirit Weapon s, but they lacked a moment of life and death fighting and heartless will to temper themselves.

He thought back to half a year ago, when the White Wolf Tribe had borrowed the name of the Large Competition to sit and watch the talented geniuses of the various departments killing each other. They had also used cultivation resources to tempt the Heavenly Pride s of the various clans to join the White Wolf Tribe. I don't want to be on my knees like this! Only by continuing to fight and not bowing to the heavens or the earth could he walk down the path of a true expert.

As he continued heading north, the cold gradually became stronger, and Mu Bai gradually felt the aura of Silverfrost Forest. It was a type of boundless vastness, and it was a type of ancient and barbaric shock.

Standing at the top of the mountain, Mu Bai looked into the distance and saw endless high mountains and rolling mountains. The dense forest was like a warrior from ancient times, standing in a line, emitting an unyielding will to fight against the heavens and earth. A large surging river flowed along a deep ravine in the distant mountain, rolling and piling up huge waves that were like snow as it flowed endlessly towards the east.

On the wasteland in front of them, tens of thousands of deer were sprinting, chasing behind the Giant Tusk Tiger Beast, while several tens of feet of golden eagle were circling in the sky, howling and screaming. What a beautiful scenery.

"What a great Silverfrost Forest, just like I am willing!"