Four Taiyi, one Da Luo, were plotting the future of minor figures in Xishan Cave Heaven, and perhaps the future of the Eastern Wilderness would change because of it.
After the Xishan meeting, the three tribes established a covenant. Although they did not fully trust each other and did not form a complete alliance, they had at least let go of their defenses.
In the covenant of the three tribes, Xishan seemed to be the weakest, but its relationship with the Dragon Tribe and its ancestral heritage were such that no one dared to offend it casually. Thus, the three tribes were in harmony.
And ever since the Sacred Sacrifice, the Black Lizard Superior Tribe had become restless again.
The Black Lizard tribe and the nineteen lizard tribes under its rule, directly moved south towards the Eastern Wilderness, bypassing the territory of the Xishan tribe, and brazenly launched a war to exterminate the Toad tribe.
Of course, due to the Dragon Tribe's Twelve Ranks, the Black Lizard tribe did not act. It was the Black Lizard's subordinate races that took action. Small tribes against small tribes, even outside the period of the Ten Thousand Beast War, did not violate the Twelve Ranks.
Moreover, as a superior tribe, how could they not have connections in the Dragon Palace? Hei Wen Zhizun had already become suspicious that the Tianjun tribe had received help in secret since he did not intercept them during his return to the tribe.
As the most developed tribe in the Eastern Wilderness for nearly a hundred Yuan Hui, the Black Lizard tribe had far surpassed the prestige of the Giant Crocodile Superior Tribe and the Mountain River Giant Ape Superior Tribe, subtly showing the demeanor of the foremost great tribe in the Eastern Wilderness.
The remaining tribes of the Fifty-two Ling Chan tribes were facing a unified war with the Salamander tribes in the south, and oppression from superior tribes in the north. This genus, scattered for hundreds of Yuan Hui, finally recognized the need to merge, with each tribe uniting.
The original Ling Chan King became the patriarch of the Ling Chan tribe. Nearly fifty Toad tribes gathered seventy to eighty Golden Immortal Venerables. The territory they covered was no less than that of the three superior tribes. The only deficiency was the lack of a Da Luo Zhizun!
As a result, the entire Eastern Wilderness fell into a state of panic. Except for the direction west of Xishan, all other scattered groups had completed their integration, forming a situation where several major powers confronted each other.
With Xishan as the origin, there was the Mountain River Giant Ape Superior Tribe to the north, the Black Lizard Superior Tribe to the northeast, the Giant Crocodile Superior Tribe to the southeast, the Ling Chan tribe to the south, and the Salamander tribes still undergoing unification to the furthest south.
To the west were nearly a hundred scattered and mixed small tribes.
Xishan had become the center of the Eastern Wilderness region!
Of course, all these changes did not affect Qing Ling, who was in seclusion in Xishan.
With Xishan possessing cave heavens and blessed lands, the number of Heavenly-rank tribesmen increased greatly. With a larger Heavenly-rank base, the number of Golden Immortal Venerables also increased rapidly, with the possibility of one Golden Immortal Venerable appearing every few thousand years.
This speed was already terrifying. For ordinary small tribes, it might take tens of thousands of years to produce a single Golden Immortal.
The reasons were that Xishan's tribal land was far superior to what it was before, with the Spring God's proliferation, a large number of tribesmen, complete tribal inheritance, the blessing of cave heavens and blessed lands, and also because Qing Ling did not worship the Dragon Tribe, thus Xishan's destiny had not been harvested.
Looking back, another thirty thousand years had passed in the heavens and earth.
On this day, in the sky above Xishan, blood energy condensed everywhere. A red dragon phantom flew into the sky, followed by the merging of a Ba Serpent phantom. Dragon and serpent intertwined, forming a dragon-serpent, yet not a dragon-serpent.
Blood mist covered Xishan, and the terrifying celestial phenomenon made all snakes fearful.
Within the dragon-serpent phantom was a long saber, which merged with blood, and its killing intent condensed into a tangible substance, making even the Golden Immortal Venerables tremble.
In Xishan Cave Heaven, Venerable Yu anxiously asked, "Patriarch, what happened to Qi'er? Didn't we say that refining dragon blood would only strengthen magic power and physical body? How did it become like this?"
Granny Hua Geng looked sternly at the great beast Zhan Mu in front of her and asked, "Zhan Mu, can you divine it?"
The great beast Zhan Mu, sitting cross-legged on the tree, shook its head and sighed, "I cannot divine it, I cannot divine it. But I can tell you the prophecy.
Born under the heavenly blood, it grows with desolation. It will mature in mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and awaken in the purgatory of heaven and earth. Wherever it passes, disaster will descend, and all beings will tremble and cry."
Granny Hua Geng and Venerable Yu's faces changed. The drop of Great Luo Supreme Red Dragon Blood that Qing Ling had obtained years ago was given to Qi, who was in seclusion breaking through his realm. Who knew that such a变故 (biàn gù - unexpected event) would occur now.
As if to confirm Zhan Mu's words, thunder and lightning flashed in the sky, strong winds swept, rain poured down, and the surrounding area became desolate.
A terrifying figure emerged from Xishan. The dragon-serpent phantom in the sky merged with it, forming a giant python that stood between heaven and earth, its crimson blood dyeing the clouds at the horizon, with a double head and a double tail combined into one body.
The butcher's knife, formed from the Heavenly-rank Dao Seed, hovered in the sky. The blade was inscribed with two Dao patterns, one being "Ling" and the other "Tu," corresponding to the twin spirits on the foreheads of the two giant heads.
The sky full of anomalies receded, transforming into an endless tide of spiritual energy surging outwards in all directions, converging into the body of the double-headed, double-tailed giant python.
Golden Immortal aura manifested, and a blood-colored human flower bloomed brilliantly. The Heaven and Earth flowers did not appear. The blood-colored Dao flower sank into the "Ling" head of the giant python. The clouds dispersed, and a large-headed child stood dazedly in the air, his eyes vacant.
Venerable Yu hurried forward to examine him, embraced Qi's thin body, and said with guilt in his eyes, "It is Father's fault for being greedy."
Granny Hua Geng sighed. Qi, who carried his mother Ba Serpent's bloodline and had merged with a drop of the Dragon Tribe Supreme's Red Dragon Blood, likely had his blood tampered with. The dragon blood awarded as a reward from the Sacred Sacrifice to the Sacred Son might have been tampered with.
Fortunately, Qing Ling had no intention of refining this blood himself and gave it to Qi, but it ended up implicating him.
Qi's large head and thin body created a grotesque visual, as if his body could not support the head that seemed ready to fall at any moment.
He said dazedly, "Father, have I become a strange beast? Am I no longer part of the serpent tribe?"
"What nonsense are you talking about, child!" Granny Hua Geng stepped forward and chided, "This is a great opportunity for you. The fusion of dragon blood has allowed you to cultivate the bloodline of a Primordial Rare Beast. From now on, you will possess the destiny of an extraordinary beast and possess supreme divine abilities."
Qi asked blankly, "Is that true, Grandma!" A flicker of surprise appeared in his vacant eyes.
Venerable Yu also realized what had happened and patted his shoulder, "You rascal, what were you so scared about just now?"
Qi seemed to emerge from the endless blood-red, his mind clearing a little, and he asked again, "Will I be more powerful than my brother?"
Granny Hua Geng gently stroked Qi's head and smiled softly, "Of course. You will definitely be much more powerful than your brother in the future."
The wind stirred again in Xishan. The barren land for a thousand miles was transformed back into lush vegetation by the power of the Spring God, and the scars disappeared.
Qing Ling arrived at the eighty thousandth year of the fourth Yuan Hui of the Primordial World. Xishan had reached twenty Golden Immortal Venerables. It was at this time that Xishan launched a war of extermination, destroying the Ling Wu tribe, the Flying Mantis tribe, and the Divine Yellow Weasel tribe to the west. The three tribes were annihilated.
Thus, the territory of Xishan expanded to seven million li.
As a Sacred Son of a tribe, his destiny accumulated even more.
Time flowed by. Since the fifth ten thousandth year, green spiritual light had been accumulating in the sky above Xishan. Bit by bit, green light gradually spread over Xishan, continuing until the one hundred twenty-ninth thousandth year of this Yuan Hui, the beginning of the fifth Yuan Hui in Qing Ling's life!