Yuan’s Ascension

The two sides immediately erupted into fierce battle.

"Filthy eldritch race, get lost!!" Balls of flame rained from the flaming roc, acting like artifacts as they blocked the strikes from both warhammers and sabers. Spears couldn’t pierce its feathers and talons, scattering away.

For a moment, the group of Eldritch Warriors surrounded the flame roc, yet were stuck in a stalemate.

The cultivation levels of these Eldritch Warriors are decent, and their battle awareness is alright, but their ether arts are too weak. Wu Yuan shook his head inwardly.

He had been observing the other Eldritch Warriors fight, estimating their general combat prowess.

Their Dao comprehension levels weren’t much different from those in the external world. However, these Eldritch Warriors were all of the Earth Eldritch lineage, so the Dao profundities they comprehended were all Lesser Laws of the Law of Earth.

Their immortal roots weren't too bad, with sixth or seventh-degree immortal roots, and their combat skills were average as well, but their ether arts were too poor!

From Wu Yuan's perspective, they were only employing some basic ether arts, and had only mastered one or two of them.

How could Eldritch Warriors unskilled in ether arts be called battle gods who could overturn heaven and earth?

Seeing that it couldn’t escape, the flame roc was growing desperate, its attacks getting increasingly frenzied. However, Wu Yuan still didn't want to reveal his true strength.

Rumble~ A mysterious fluctuation of soul power suddenly radiated from him, directed solely toward the flame roc. Like floodwaters from a broken dam, the soul power rolled and crashed, directly penetrating the flame roc to strike at the immortal army cultivators inside.

Soul secret art — ‘Soulshake Seal’!

His body refiner self wasn't skilled in soul secret arts, but having reached the peak of the Soul Will level, dealing with a few ordinary Immortal Warriors without soul defense artifacts was hardly difficult.

Hum~ In an instant, the entire flame roc faltered, its enormous body swaying slightly.

In life-and-death battles, a moment was all it took for the tides to turn.

Rip! The young black-armored soldier seized the opportunity, landing a direct hit on the flame roc's head with his dual hammers.

Splat~ The roc's head shattered like a burst watermelon, and the entire battle array instantly collapsed.

"No!"

"Run! Quick, go."

"No!" The Blazing Fire immortal army soldiers inside the battle array despaired.

They relied entirely on the battle array to fight the Eldritch Warriors. Without it?

Immediately, the Eldritch Warriors swept through this group of immortal army soldiers, dicing them up like melons and vegetables.

The only thing that surprised Wu Yuan slightly was that when these immortal army cultivators died, they each transformed into different demonic cultivators, like birds, foxes, large snakes, and so on. They were all demons.

Demons? Wu Yuan was slightly stunned, he hadn't noticed this before.

Demons didn't refer to a specific race, but rather a general term for most blood and flesh-type life forms besides humans.

The human race was simply too dominant, recognized as the foremost of all races.

Eldritch-Immortal struggle? Or Eldritch-Demon struggle? Wu Yuan muttered to himself.

In many legends from his previous life, the demon race seemed to be extremely united. But in reality, there were only demons, and never a ‘demon race’.

Various races fought endlessly. Only in ancient times, facing the dominant human race, did they join forces for self-preservation.

In the current era of the Greenridge Macrocosm, there was very little racial division. After one reached extremely high levels of cultivation, the evolution of all types of life forms seemed to converge as they appeared more and more similar. Individuals from seemingly different races were capable of having offspring together, continuing their bloodline. Why would there still be racial distinction?

However, although Wu Yuan was surprised, these eldritch cultivators were all very calm, clearly used to this sight.

Soon, peace returned.

"Haha, wonderful."

"The Archeldritches have blessed us."

"We’ve finally survived this calamity. It's the eldritch soldiers from other powerful eldritch tribes." The Zhu Fu Tribesman in the valley, who had been anxious and worried, finally relaxed.

They didn't celebrate too much. Having just experienced the destruction of their tribe, they weren't in the mood to celebrate. At this moment, they were simply relieved and grateful.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Five of the six Eldritch Warriors quickly landed on the ground, swiftly organizing the group of over a thousand people before continuing on their journey.

Wu Yuan and the young black-armored Eldritch Warrior collected all the spoils of war. Then, they chatted as they walked through the air.

"Brother, my name is Hou Quan. I’m an Eldritch Warrior from the high-tier Hou Cheng Tribe." The young black-armored Eldritch Warrior's body returned to its original form, his skin as black as charcoal, his eyes extremely spirited.

"You're not from the Zhu Fu Tribe, are you?" Hou Quan looked at Wu Yuan, quite curious.

The various eldritch tribes in Huanggu were extremely united. Although there was intermarriage at the lower levels, all members of a tribe usually belonged to the same lineage.

"My name is Hou Feng, from the Hou Hu Tribe,” Wu Yuan replied with a warm smile. "I'm indeed not from the Zhu Fu Tribe, I encountered them by chance while wandering and decided to protect them while they made their way to the nearest eldritch tribe."

"Hou Hu? Is it the Hou Hu Tribe that was invaded dozens of years ago? You're a member of the Hou Hu Tribe?" Hou Quan's face revealed a hint of shock. Evidently, he had heard of it before.

"Yes." Wu Yuan nodded, seeming somewhat emotional, and said in a low voice, "At that time, I had just become an Eldritch Warrior. It's precisely because I experienced the destruction of my tribe that I couldn't bear to see them suffer.

All eldritch members under heaven are one family," Wu Yuan said solemnly.

"Brother Hou Feng speaks well, and your actions are even more praiseworthy. You were willing to take the risk, even though there’s a chance of encountering an Immortal General, I admire that. Truly a good man of the eldritch race." Hou Quan's eyes lit up, and he asked, "So, Brother Hou Feng is still alone now? You haven't joined any tribe?"

"No. Before I fled, I made a vow to rebuild my Hou Hu Tribe," Wu Yuan said with a sincere face.

"Rebuild the Hou Hu Tribe? That was a mid-tier tribe. You’ll need to be an Eldritch General at least. Brother Hou Feng has lofty ambitions," Hou Quan smiled and continued. "However, given that you’re acting solo, becoming one might be very difficult.

I, Hou Quan, admire you. Are you willing to join my Hou Cheng Tribe? We are also of the Earth Eldritch lineage." Hou Quan looked at Wu Yuan.

An invitation!

Huanggu was in constant warfare, and it was very normal for eldritch tribes to invite new members to join them.

"But I..." Wu Yuan seemed to hesitate.

"Haha, Brother Hou Feng, I understand your thoughts. You want to establish a tribe once you’ve obtained sufficient power?" Hou Quan laughed and said, "I also have a dream of starting my own tribe.

When have you ever heard of high-tier tribes preventing their subordinate tribesmen from starting their own tribes? On the contrary, it's encouraged!

It's precisely because strong individuals from our eldritch race start new tribes, multiply, and expand our territory, that we've become the overlords of the land.

That Immortal Court may act arrogantly now, but sooner or later our eldritch race army will conquer their Heavenly Pillar Mountain." Hou Quan smiled and said, "Come on, Brother, my Hou Cheng Tribe welcomes you."

"Are the Eldritch Generals of the tribe willing?" Wu Yuan asked hesitantly.

"Haha, Brother Hou Feng, don't worry." Another hearty voice resonated. It was from an Eldritch Warrior flying over. He smiled and said, "There was an Archeldritch bloodline bearer in the group you protected. This is a great merit you have rendered.

You are also strong. The Eldritch Generals of the tribe will only welcome you. Moreover, Hou Quan is also an Archeldritch bloodline bearer who will eventually become an Eldritch General. His status in the tribe is very high. With his recommendation, there will be no problems." This burly Eldritch Warrior smiled, "My name is Hou Ming."

"Archeldritch bloodline bearer?" Wu Yuan looked at Hou Quan with slight surprise. No wonder his status was subtly the highest among everyone present.

However, encountering two Archeldritch bloodline bearers in a row was rare.

"Brother Hou Feng, are you willing?" Hou Quan smiled.

"Alright, as long as the Hou Cheng Tribe doesn't mind, I'll join you," Wu Yuan grinned.

According to his intel, the eldritch tribes across Huanggu were divided into low-tier tribes, mid-tier tribes, high-tier tribes, and Archeldritch tribes.

There were only four Archeldritch tribes in existence.

The high-tier tribes, though few in number, were typically led by Earth Eldritches or even High Eldritches. Each high-tier tribe represented a formidable force within the Huanggu eldritch race.

These high-tier tribes, scattered across the land, were what established the eldritch race as the undisputed rulers of the realm.

Given Wu Yuan’s current situation, joining a high-tier tribe would not be a bad choice.

…

As Wu Yuan and Hou Quan continued their journey, two hundred thousand li to the north, a battleship cleaved through layers of turbulent air, speeding forward at an astonishing pace.

Hmm. The entire Fifth Company has perished? The silver-armored cultivator at the bow of the battleship narrowed his eyes, a flicker of killing intent flashing within them. Slain by a group of Eldritch Warriors? Which high-tier tribe do they belong to?

Separated by a mere few hundred thousand li, he had received the final messages from his subordinates.

“We shall head over immediately.”

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