Chapter 894: The Strength of the Savage Race >

t the hills behind Xiaocun, Jiang Yun gazed at the herd of over three hundred beasts before him, his face etched with contemplation.While Xiao Shu, who had previously challenged him to a beast taming...Outside the side hall, Jiang Yun's image hovered in the air. Although it was formed from desolate patterns, it was lifelike and looked just like a real person.

After a moment of silence, the door to the side hall finally creaked open. But instead of someone walking out, a streak of eerie energy flew out.

This chaotic pattern, resembling a human eye, landed directly on Jiang Yun's likeness and gradually merged into it.

……

At this moment, Jiang Yun is wandering aimlessly through the deserted city.

Although he always wore a calm expression on his face, the horror in his heart grew larger and larger.

Because he had been using his divine consciousness, his senses, and even secretly activated his demonic eye, to carefully observe everything around him.

To determine whether the world I find myself in now is a dream or reality.

Although Ginger Cloud does not practice illusion magic, he possesses a strong mind, acute senses, and mastery of array formations. He has even successfully overcome his inner demons, so he understands illusions to some extent.

Creating illusions, especially ones that feel as real as the world we know, is all about the details!

In the realm of illusion, every detail of an object, every detail of a life, these are the easiest places to reveal flaws and be seen through.

After all, illusions are only created through magic artifacts, formations, or spells.

Even the most advanced formations and powerful spells cannot make an illusion perfect. They can only minimize loopholes as much as possible.

But now, no matter how Gingercloud looked, he couldn't see any flaws in the surroundings at all.

Whether it is the pedestrians with diverse expressions on the street, or those ancient and quaint buildings.

Even, he saw a stray dog scavenging outside the tavern. When it detected his arrival, it snarled ferociously at him, its mouth dripping with saliva!

All of this, everything, is incredibly real!

Finally, he also finally understood Lu Lun's kind of confusion.

If the world before us, along with everything within it, is truly just an illusion, then we can only say that the entity or entities responsible for crafting this illusion, whether it be the sacred objects of the Nine Clans or something else entirely, possess a power far exceeding our comprehension.

Shaking his head, Ginger Cloud finally gave up on trying to find the truth of this world.

"Why bother with whether this is real or an illusion!"

"I only need to remember firmly, my mission, is to help the Wasteland tribe change their destiny, thus gaining recognition from the sacred artifacts of the Wasteland tribe. Then, with the help of the sacred artifacts of the Wasteland tribe, I can leave this world of ruins!"

As Jiang Yun's voice fell, a cold light flashed suddenly in his eyes.

Because he could clearly feel, that an intangible gaze was looking at him.

Ginger Cloud didn't seek out the source of the gaze, but instead pretended to be oblivious, continuing to stroll down the street.

However, the next moment, his eyes narrowed slightly, concealing the even more dazzling cold light within them.

Because that gaze was no longer content with simply watching him, but intensified and directly pierced into his very being.

He clearly wanted to see all the secrets within his body.

With a flash of thought, Jiang Yun could easily guess that the owner of this gaze must be a powerful figure from the desolate tribe.

...the other party's purpose is nothing more than to find out their own origins.

Just as that young man said before, these are indeed extraordinary times.

The arrival of this outsider, who is neither a member of the Wild Clan nor afraid to attack them, naturally attracts the attention of the Wild Clan.

A glimmer danced in Jiang Yun's narrowed eyes, his heart wrestling with the dilemma of whether to feign ignorance or banish the unsettling gaze from within.

"I bet he can't see through my secret!"

As Jianyun made this decision, the light in his eyes gradually faded, and he continued on without a word.

After nearly a moment, the gaze finally disappeared, allowing Jiang Yun to raise his head and look towards the five gigantic palaces in the distance.

Just as his gaze left, Jiang Yun had a distinct feeling that the gaze came from within those five palaces!

At the same time, the figure of Jiang Yun condensed from Ao Tu's own desolate patterns also dissipated, and the aged voice followed closely behind.

"This person is indeed strange, I can't see through him, but on his body, I also feel a sense of familiarity!"

After a pause, the aged voice continued, “Aotu, I know you've been worried lately because of the God-Slayer Temple's declaration of war. Actually, there's no need to worry!”

"Remember, we are the Wild Clan, one of the Nine Clans that created all living beings. Even the God-Slaying Temple was created by us."

"The Temple of Slaying Gods is nothing but a bunch of clowns. They dare to declare war on us, and they will vanish completely in no time. We, however, will exist forever."

“Well, you have full authority to handle everything regarding this matter.”

"Kill or recruit, anything works. If there's nothing else, you may leave!"

With both hands clasped in a gesture of respect, Huangtu bowed deeply to the side hall. "Yes, Uncle," he said.

After finishing his words, Huangtu retreated and left the side hall, appearing in the deserted city.

Looking in the direction where Jiang Yun was, Huang Tu pondered, "No matter what this person's background is, the safest way is to let him stay within my clan!"

……

The area of the desolate city was so vast that even after spending half a day, Jiang Yun had not reached the location of the five palaces.

However, by strolling through the city, Jiang Yun gained a deeper understanding of the world he was in.

As he had predicted, this era is the strongest period for the Waste Tribe.

The entire deserted city housed a population of over a million souls.

And over 90% of them are all slaves.

Moreover, this is not all of the number of slave laborers.

Because the truly capable Orcs are all編成 into armies, training and practicing day and night to protect the Orc race and engage in warfare.

The number of slaves in the army was no less than one million.

If the Wasteland Tribe were considered a school, then the number of its disciples would be close to two million!

This alone can imagine the strength of the savage tribes!

As for the actual number of members of the Barbarian tribe, that remains a secret. Anyway, Jiang Yun searched the city for a long time but didn't see another one.

According to Jiang Yun's guess, the true members of the Desolation Race probably all live within those five palaces.

But even such a powerful tribe of barbarians, they also ushered in their enemies, the Temple of Slaughter Gods!

The Temple of the Slaying Gods has long begun to attack the Wild Tribe, and in recent years, the attacks have become increasingly frequent.

Especially, there are rumors that soon, the God Slayer's Temple will engage in a grand battle with the Wild Tribe.

As for this rumor, whether true or false, most of the wild slaves simply didn't care.

Clearly, they have great confidence in the savages.

But for Ginger Cloud, after learning all of this, it was enough to judge.

The Wild Clan was not obviously exterminated because its chieftain uttered the venerated one's name and then did not believe in the venerated one's teachings.

This statement is probably a lie fabricated by the temple to exalt the power of the Dao Lord, deliberately distorting history.

The true reason for the destruction of the Savage Race was that after countless years of fighting against the Temple of Godslaying, they were ultimately destroyed.

Even, it is very possible that the great battle which will soon arrive will lead to the complete destruction of the tribe.

Although aware of these things, a wry smile appeared on Jiang Yun's face.

“Such a powerful Barbarian Race, in the end, was defeated by the hands of the Daoist Temple.”

Now that I, a humble Dao Spirit cultivator, how can I help the desolate race and change their fate

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