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At this time, Ye Feng was even more confused.

Is this world within the Cultivation World?

According to the legends of the Ancient True Immortals, they were similar to the Cultivation World, but none of them were believable. For example, there were many Legacy of the Ancient Gods in the tribe that had never appeared in the Cultivation World before.

From generation to generation, the tribes recorded that these Legacy of the Ancient Gods s were as big as mountains and could destroy the heavens and earth with a flick of their fingers. Not to mention one Sal Tribe, even tens of thousands of these tribes were blown away easily.

Such a terrifying existence was something that was not even present in the Cultivation World.

Legends were only legends after all.

Ye Feng smiled as he shook his head. The legends on Earth, the Tathagata Buddha, Sun Wukong and the Nuwa Fuxi, Pan Gu might not be true. Of course, this couldn't be completely denied. After all, even a small fry like Ye Feng was unable to prove such a long time ago.

In any case, Ai Shiyuan's suggestion was very much to Ye Feng's liking.

Since the other party only wanted one, then Ye Feng would accept the other three. As for the High Priest s, they only knew how to injure the Curse Spell, Ye Feng had no need to be afraid of them.

And the Snow Wolf guarding the cave was also injured, it was almost certain.

It wasn't that Ye Feng didn't consider this trap that he had set up, it was because he trusted Ai Shiyuan more in one aspect and also had sufficient means to protect himself. At the very least, in the Savage's memories, no one would use Teleportation on this forest and Ye Feng would be able to escape far away with just a few steps.

With regards to the five members of the Sal Tribe that were killed, with Soul Search obtaining their memories, Ye Feng was forced to do it at the time and he did not feel any guilt.

In any case, his help to the Sal Tribe was already great enough. Ten sacrifice candidates were enough to raise the strength of the entire Sal Tribe by a few levels.

Of course, Ye Feng would not tell others about this matter. In any case, Ai Shiyuan did not know that Ye Feng had come out of Ancient Temple, even if he found out that five people had died, it would not be on Ye Feng's head.

On the other hand, Ai Shiyuan was actually able to use the Curse Spell to kill powerful existences like Giant Black Spiders, and open up all of the paths in the Ancient Temple, causing Ye Feng to be a little curious about the Curse Spell.

He wondered how strong Ai Shiyuan's true combat strength was.

"Four Colors Plants is the symbol of a ferocious being. Even Tribal Priest cannot place them all on the ground, otherwise, it would be blasphemy against True Immortals."

Ai Shiyuan asked with some curiosity: "I wonder what is the purpose of Brother Ye coming here for?"

"I was just testing my luck."

Ye Feng shook his head and did not say much.

To him, three out of the four Four Colors Plants s were compatible. Even if there was poison, he was not afraid. Not afraid of poison, not afraid of curses, Ye Feng still had confidence in his own safety.

Even if he failed, he would not suffer any loss, but if he succeeded, Ye Feng's cultivation would level up once again.

To the current Ye Feng, there was nothing more important than raising his cultivation.

"In that case, let's head out now."

Ye Feng raised his head and looked at Ai Shiyuan.

"Eh, why is that?"

Ai Shiyuan asked curiously: "High Priest of the Gabonese Tribe, I said that we will go together tomorrow morning, it's a fair competition."

"Do you really believe what he says?"

Ye Feng said indifferently: "If they were to head out tonight, wouldn't you all have no chance at all?"

"Even so, but... High Priest wouldn't go back on his word right. "

Ai Shiyuan didn't dare be sure.

"Tell me about that High Priest?"

Ye Feng did not continue speaking, but changed the topic and asked a question.

Ai Shiyuan did not suspect anything, and introduced the situation of the Gabonese Tribe to Ye Feng. Gabonese Tribe and Sal Tribe were the same, there were more than four hundred of them, but the High Priest was a little stronger than Ai Shiyuan, and he had recently heard of a breakthrough.

High Priest was a man around forty to fifty years old, of course, in Ai Shiyuan's eyes, he was already considered an old man. After all, in the clan, a forty year old "elder" would definitely leave there.

Before, when Ai Shiyuan had met with the High Priest a few times, she felt that her hidden Curse Spell was a little ineffective. That High Priest should know that she was a woman, but she did not spread the news.

On one occasion however, the High Priest faintly revealed that he wanted to form an alliance with the Sal Tribe. And the way to form an alliance, was of course to make a marriage alliance with Ai Shiyuan, with the target being the High Priest himself.

Of course Ai Shiyuan rejected him immediately. The High Priest did not say much and only smiled meaningfully.

To the two tribes, the Four Colors Plants was secondary. The most important thing was to kill the injured Snow Wolf King. I heard that the injured Snow Wolf King is still pregnant. If we can get a young Snow Wolf, it will greatly increase the tribe's strength.

"This little sister sacrifice is too naive."

Ye Feng shook his head as he listened to Ai Shiyuan's introduction.

If she openly rejected High Priest's request for a marriage, then High Priest would definitely hold a grudge. And High Priest, who was almost fifty years old, was definitely not as simple as Ai Shiyuan.

Would the other party give up to Ai Shiyuan for something that could strengthen their tribe? It was obviously impossible!

It was very possible that the High Priest had already brought people to the lair of the injured Snow Wolf King in order to seize the initiative.

"Let's go now. If we don't see any of them, we can just wait for tomorrow morning to start a fair competition."

Ye Feng said to Ai Shiyuan: "If we see them breaking the agreement and going over earlier, then we don't need to keep our promise anymore, what do you say?"

Hearing that, Ai Shiyuan felt troubled: "That way, when the warriors can't rest well, I'm afraid they won't be able to use their full power."

"Isn't the main fighting strength us? As I see it, there's no need for the other warriors of the tribe to act. "

Ye Feng said.

Ai Shiyuan shook his head and continued sending out his divine sense.

It turned out that in the traditions of these tribes, every time they hunted, they would bring along those ordinary warriors to increase their sense of belonging, so that they wouldn't have to eat too much and do too little. According to the performance of the battle, food and water were distributed.

Regarding this custom, Ye Feng just wanted to say one sentence: Idiot ?

However, Ye Feng was unable to destroy their customs, and could only say: "Then tell me, where is the Snow Wolf King's lair, I will first go and have a look with you, how about it?"

"That's fine."

Ai Shiyuan nodded in agreement, but he still did not believe that the Gabonese Tribe would do something that would go against their agreement.

Ai Shiyuan instructed her two Sacrificial Disciples. After taking care of the tribe properly, she followed Ye Feng out of the tribe.

One of her three disciples, a person with twenty years of cultivation, led a team to explore the Ancient Temple. As for the other two, their cultivation bases weren't high, but they could still keep an eye on the tribe. Under normal circumstances, a tribe wouldn't encounter any danger. After all, in the eyes of the surrounding vicious beasts, a tribe was a very powerful force.

Taking advantage of the night, the two headed towards the den of the injured Snow Wolf King.