Chapter 137 A Tragic Scene

The Kasa tribe was located directly west of this terrifying jungle, and the journey was not an easy one.

It wasn't that the jungle was overgrown with thorns; quite the opposite, there was a straight road carved by human hands. However, after much deliberation, I ultimately chose to weave my way through the tall trees.

This slowed our progress, but it meant we wouldn't have to worry about being discovered and clashing with the Duan tribe.

After half a day's journey, we finally arrived at a well-concealed canyon.

Looking at the stone carvings filled with a primitive aura before me, my heart was a mix of emotions.

A month ago, even if you threatened me, I would never have imagined I would be able to walk so openly into this place.

And now, through a series of coincidences, the once dominant Kasa tribe had turned to dust, buried in the sands of history.

It was difficult for me to fully express my feelings at this moment.

I felt a sense of historical weight, unrelated to my animosity towards the Kasa tribe. Of course, only after the Kasa tribe's demise could I reflect on this; only a fallen Kasa tribe was a good Kasa tribe.

Kexin and Keya, seeing the somewhat dilapidated entrance, were also overcome with emotion.

After all, no matter what, the Kasa tribe was where they had grown up. Losing their home must have been incredibly painful.

The scene fell into silence, broken only by the occasional calls of birds in the distance.

I sighed, not wanting to disrupt the sisters' melancholy. I observed the canyon's conditions for a while, and after confirming no one was inside, I led the two sisters in.

In fact, despite having been on this island for so long and having encountered primitives before, this was my first time truly stepping into a primitive tribe's dwelling.

Even though several days had passed, the traces of the Duan tribe's pillaging were still evident within the canyon.

The air in the canyon at this moment was filled with the stench of decaying corpses, like a living hell.

The statues of unknown beasts, once meticulously carved, were carelessly toppled to the ground. The exterior walls of the crude houses still bore brown-red bloodstains, reflecting the brutality of this tribal war.

Every few steps, one could see the bodies of Kasa warriors. Some leaned against walls, others lay on the ground, but all faced the direction of the canyon entrance. Not a single one had retreated.

What left the deepest impression on me was the tribal chief, whom I had shot during the sacrificial ceremony. He stood before a house, dozens of wounds riddled with arrows on his body, yet he had not fallen.

His eyes were wide with fury, as if expressing endless rage.

Setting aside everything else, he at least fought like a man until his last breath!

Kexin and Keya could no longer contain their grief and broke down in tears.

I sighed silently. The primitive era was this brutal: the victors took all, the losers lost everything.

Seeing Keya on the verge of fainting from crying, I frowned and walked over.

"You must remember this scene. Don't cry like a weakling. If you have the will, go and avenge your tribe! Face it like a warrior!"

My words seemed to strike a chord within Keya. She gradually stopped crying, her sorrow transforming into resolve.

Kexin, who was beside her, also regained her composure, though the lingering tear tracks were still evident.

Seeing that the emotions of both Kexin and Keya had stabilized, I asked Kexin to lead me to their tribe's treasure site.

Along the way, Kexin, suppressing her pain, told me about the Kasa tribe. Keya, lost in her thoughts, followed behind us in silence, appearing preoccupied.

In the blink of an eye, Kexin led me to the tallest building in the canyon.

Just standing before this structure, a primitive and mysterious aura washed over me.

The entire building was triangular, narrowing as it went upwards.

The surroundings of the building were constructed from black stones, upon which were drawn esoteric patterns, resembling some kind of inscription.

Strange, I saw that the exterior houses were in disarray, so why was this important building completely untouched?