Chapter 845: The Origins of the Shaman Tribe (1/2)

The Bell of Chaos jingled pleasantly on the little fox’s neck; Lu Yun didn’t turn her request down. He was effectively defenseless, armed with neither treasure nor weapon. If he encountered any danger, the Bell of Chaos would play a crucial role in saving him.

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Suncrows Plain was vast, spanning eastward and bordering the East Sea. According to Lu Yun’s observations, the entire grassland had become a giant tomb. Standing upon the plain was no different than standing upon the great tomb.

That was why he hadn’t believed that the tomb buried only the great god Yi and spirits of nine suncrows.

Swoosh.

As soon as Lu Yun descended from Qingqiu Mountain to Suncrows Plain, ten arrows whistled through the air and stabbed into the ground before him.

“Human from the river tribes, how dare you enter Suncrows Plain? Do you court death?!” A powerful yell was followed by the emergence of thirty young men with feathers on their heads. They rose from the bushes and notched their bows, aiming their arrows at Lu Yun.

The edge of Suncrows Plain marked the territory of the Dongyi Tribe.

The human race was split into three main factions. The river tribes mainly resided in the Yellow River basin, the Dongyi tribes were found in Suncrows Plain, and the Cloud Dream tribe at the Great Southern Marsh.

The three factions were each other’s worst enemies, and war between them had lasted tens of thousands of years. Not even Fuxi could resolve the situation.

The human race was the descendent of the Great Pangu, so there were too many factors to be taken into consideration.

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Fixing his eyes on the speaker, Lu Yun saw that the burly Dongyi tribesmen had all attained a beginner’s understanding of the connate great dao, and that the arrows at their bows flickered with strong inner energy.

Those had been warning shots. If he really dared set foot into Suncrows Plain, they would immediately fire more arrows and kill him.

“Out of my way!” Lu Yun snapped, his brows furrowed.

Shockwaves of great power rumbled out in all directions, sending the Dongyi flying like dandelions on a breeze. Lu Yun had reached peak golden core great dao, which rivaled the peerless immortal realm in modern times.

The difference between him and the tribesmen who’d just been initiated into the connate great dao was greater than that of heaven and earth. Lu Yun wasn’t in the mood to kill anyone, or he could’ve disintegrated them with a simple huff.

“The entrance to the tomb should be at the center of Suncrows Plain… There should be a great mountain there.” Having driven away the Dongyi, Lu Yun took a closer look at his surroundings and came to some initial conclusions.

The little fox shook her head slightly. She didn’t know the plains that well. Although Qingqiu Mountain bordered Suncrows Plain, the plain was considered a location of ill omen ever since Taiyi’s injuries. Not even the great connate gods would choose to venture near this place, let alone the little fox.

“To seek a dragon of mountains coiled, those deathly cliffs with mysteries roiled!” Lu Yun’s eyes turned pure gold as he applied the Dragonsearch Invocation to them. The shadow of a feng shui compass flickered in and out of existence above his head, while Suncrows Plain was projected straight into his eyes.

“The luopan… is in my body and has become a part of me?” Delight flashed through his eyes. He’d thought his luopan was lost, but it’d actually become a part of him!