Chapter 246 - Lighting up the fire pi (2/2)

After returning from the fire pit, the Shaman knelt down on the ground together with the others to worship the flame and welcome the lighting.

In the fire pit, the fire pillar rapidly became thicker and it spread to the whole fire pit. The leaping flames cast a fiery glow on the mountains in the distance.

Moreover, the flames in the fire pit spread in six directions along the fire lines.

Each fire line was like a fuse, which helped the fire spread from the fire pit to the remote areas. The rising flames from the fire lines on the ground were like some huge and powerful warriors that cut the black sky into six parts. The whole picture looked very overwhelming and beyond description.

The wanderers at the edge felt their bodies shaking and they were very shocked. The atmosphere scared them and they got goose bumps. They had never seen such a scene.

This was the power of the fire seed and it was very amazing.

Only such a fire seed could drive away ferocious beasts.

Only such a fire seed could protect the tribe in this forest so that they could settle here.

Shao Xuan fixed his eyes on the amazing change of the fire seed in the fire pit. He felt the totem power in his body become active and moving with the rising flames.

The totem flame in his mind had been erraticly floating about without a root before, but now it was rooted and supported. It was stable and became bigger.

Since the fire seed connected with the fire source, Shao Xuan had felt excited and energetic. The totem in his mind had been in excitement. The totem power in his body was stimulated, as if it was going to rush out of his pores. The totem pattern on his body was also clearer.

His heart was beating fast and strongly.

His blood was boiling.

He could no longer control his emotions.

“Aaah~~!!”

Ao was still kneeling down on the ground, but his upper body was standing straight up. He raised his face and looked at the “flame tower”, which was so high that he couldn’t see its top. He was so excited that his voice was coarse.

It seemed that he was releasing his emotions or calling for something.

His stimulated totem power seemed to be rushing out through his skin as his blood was boiling.

The ritual clothes on his body reflected the light of the flame and were scratched by the air flow near the totem warriors. There were many holes and tears in them.

His legs on the ground were impacted by the air flow. The broken stones and dust were flying. The flying dust was very quickly swallowed up by the flame.

Following Ao, the team leaders, the group leaders, and the other warriors all shouted. Their voice echoed in the forest, which was lit up by the fire.

They had never felt so proud.

Everyone in the Flaming Horns tribe felt proud of being a member of this tribe. The honor dated back to nearly a thousand years ago.

They could feel the invisible power which made each of their blood vessels, muscle, and bones work together. They were united in spirit.

Shao Xuan glanced at the fire pit and heard the shouts near him. His eyes showed his pleasure and he shouted with them to share the excitement.

The Shaman looked at the fire seed and the rising flames in the fire pit. He saw the familiar two horns totem and then tears appeared in his eyes.

We are still powerful. We have never been forgotten. We still have the honor, though we come back a little late.

At the same time, in the Wan Shi tribe, the shaman of the Wan Shi tribe, and the chief, Fu ji, looked at their shrinking fire seed. They looked upset.

Besides those of the Wan Shi tirbe, those of the other tribes had the same feeling, especially those big tribes in the central region.

Their fire seeds in the fire pits had also shaken because of the powerful fire seed.

Which?

In the central region, besides the few powerful tribes, who else could do so?

Many were thinking about it.

Farther away from the Ferocious Beast Mountain Forest, the shaman of the Mang tribe was standing on a high hill. Looking at the vast green forest and looking in a certain direction, he said with a wry smile, “The savages really come back.”

On the vast plateau, in the Feng tribe.

Old He looked at his much clearer totem patterns. His dry face filled with wrinkles was shivering. He looked to a direction and knelt down. Tears dripped into the grass and seeped into the soil.

So many years had gone, and he finally saw their return.

Old He told his wife and grandchild to drop to the ground on their knees. After some time, he rose when his totem pattern gradually disappeared.

His wife had intended to help Old He get up, but she was pushed away. Old He was energetic and strong now. Although he was inferior to the totem warriors, he was much stronger now, and he could even carry heavy water baskets.

Seeing Old He so excited that he was till shivering, she asked with worry, “How do you feel?”

Old He straightened his back, held his little grandson, who had grown much taller, and said firmly, “I am hungry!”

His wife: “...”