Chapter 612 - Traitor (1/2)

Moving forward along the galactic pathway, they have walked past one battlefield after another. These battlefields were all situated within the first Six Paths World, they were the remaining evidence of what the Fuxi Celestial Race had fought for the fate of what would become the human race now.

Finally, they have arrived at the First Battlefield. It was the largest and most gory battlefield of all, there were graves all over the battlefield.

"Burial mounds of the Fuxi Race, Feng Clan, Tian Qiong Tribe!"

"Burial mounds of the Fuxi Race, Feng Clan, Tian Qi Tribe!"

"Burial mounds of the Fuxi Race, Feng Clan, Tian Yi Tribe!"

"Burial mounds of the Fuxi Race, Feng Clan, He Xiong Tribe's Nu Wa Clan!"

"Burial mounds of the Fuxi Race, Feng Clan, Tian Yang Tribe!"

"Burial mounds of the Fuxi Race, Feng Clan, Tian You Tribe!"

"Burial mounds of the Fuxi Race, Feng Clan, Hou Niao Tribe!"

"Burial mounds of the Fuxi Race, Feng Clan, Hou Chong Tribe!"

"Burial mounds of the Fuxi Race, Feng Clan, Lei Yu Tribe!"

"Burial mounds of the Fuxi Race, Feng Clan, Tian Huang Tribe!"

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The deceased were far too many to be listed out; thus, they were buried together in the same mound under the name of their tribes.

Zhong Yue looked at the burial mounds with a heavy heart, while Xin Huo was also unusually quiet. After a long time, he said, "Brat Yue, the Feng Clan has ten tribes, and it is the strongest and largest clan of the Fuxi Celestial Race. It is the first clan and first surname used in the Fuxi Celestial Race, every other clans and surnames within the Fuxi Celestial Race were all originated from the Feng Clan. Before I fall into the deep slumber, the Feng Clan's ten tribes was the strongest faction in the Fuxi Celestial Race."

The Feng Clan was the root of all Fuxi, but its history could be backtracked to the era of the Sui Sovereign.

And now, Zhong Yue was seeing the burial mounds of the Feng Clan ten tribes right before his eyes!

Tian Qiong, Tian Qi, Tian Yi, He Xiong's Nu Wa Clan, Tian Yang, Tian You, Hou Niao, Hou Chong, Lei Yu, and Tian Huang. The best warriors of the ten tribes here in the First Battlefield and fought to the end of their lives!

From the remnants of the war and aftermath of the battles in the battlefield, they were caught off guard and ambushed by a strong force. Their enemies must be far beyond defeatable, which was why even the strongest warriors of the Feng Clan ten tribes suffered great casualties!

" Memorial Tablet to My Brothers and Sisters Resting Eternally in the First Battlefield. "

Zhong Yue found the memorial tablet, but this time, other than the usual memorial words to the deceased, there was another sentence engraved below it.

" Our defeat is certain, it is inevitable; but bravery we still have, and fight we will never stop. For even a glimpse of hope is more than enough for us to give out everything we have to ensure the future of our descendants! "

Zhong Yue's heart grew heavier. Whoever wrote the words still had a glimpse of hope that they would win, that they would be able to defeat their enemies.

" Traitor betrayed our sovereign race! "

Then, there was a few bloody wordings carved on the tablet. The immense anger and resentment in the words were so strong that they still remained even after 80,000 years; even Zhong Yue shuddered within its auric field.

Other than that, there was also a broken sentence following behind it, " ... annihilated the Fuxi! "

The beginning of the sentence would be a name, but it was wiped away and indiscernible anymore.

Zhong Yue kept mum, although he didn't know what exactly happened in the past, it was not hard for him to roughly infer the development of situations—the ten tribes of the Fuxi Feng Clan have secretly gathered their best warriors to the Ancestral Star, they were going to awaken the spirits of the Fuxi Heavenly Monarchs and the imperial weapons, so to bring hope and order back to the Fuxi Empire.

However, a traitor within the race has leaked the intelligence out to their enemies, and they were fatally ambushed. A vast amount of experts were slaughtered in surprise in just the first contact while the remaining survivors pushed their way toward the Ancestral Star. However, the nightmare has yet to end as five other ambushes were waiting for them on their way toward the destination.

It was a journey painted with the blood and paved with the bodies of their fellow siblings. Finally, when the remaining forces have reached the Ancestral Star, Patriarch Nature was already there waiting for them. In the face of a strong and well-prepared force, the last battle in the Ancestral Star was merely a bloody massacre to those who defied Patriarch Nature's orders and refused to bow.

After that, when the victor returned from the Ancestral Star, and passes by the First Battlefield, the excited traitor could only contain his joy by writing his legacy upon the corpses of the dead Fuxi. However, what puzzled Zhong Yue the most was why was the traitor's name wiped away?

And most of all, who wiped it away?

Zhong Yue carefully looked at the words, the name was crossed off by the fingers. There, he could see faint blood staining on the fingermarks.

Every race has their own unique form of fingermark. The finger marks represent the structure of the race's totem patterns, and is symbolic to the races. The Fuxi Celestial Race, naturally has its own fingermark that is unlike any other. The arches, loops and whorls on the fingers shaped like the combinations of the dragons and snakes.