I Contracted All Ancient Divine Artifacts

Li Zhao’s words came from the bottom of his heart.

How were they able to kill a Tier Eight High Priest?

Why didn’t the people of Hejian Village have the same thoughts as them?

Did the High Priest truly do something wrong?

Han Zhan remained silent.

Some questions simply have no answers.

It’s just a matter of different choices.

"No, I don’t agree!" At this moment, someone walked in from behind.

Li Wu pushed through the crowd glaring angrily, coming to stand before Han Zhan and Li Zhao.

"What the High Priest of Hejian seeks is the truth, not deceitful lies."

"Moreover, this is just your one-sided story, how can we be sure that everything you say is true?"

As he spoke, Li Wu had already activated the Demon God Bloodline within him, transforming into a ten-meter-tall giant!

The appearance of Giant Li Wu made the situation tense, the oppressive atmosphere falling silent.

Li Wu’s argument wasn’t wrong.

He was working for the High Priest of Hejian and had nothing to do with the people of Chuyun Stockade.

He couldn’t have any emotional resonance with the people of Chuyun Stockade because in Li Wu’s understanding, it was the Jiuli who gave him life. To fight for the Jiuli and die for them was perfectly normal.

"Hiding behind such a guise doesn’t change the fact that you devoured the flesh of the High Priest."

"I don’t deny it. I’ve already said that I’m willing to be escorted to the Hejian Tribe, willing to confess my guilt," Li Zhao said calmly, "but the others are innocent."

"Innocence is not for you to decide."

Li Wu shook his head, not giving an inch on this matter.

As if joking, they were all fierce Jiuli warriors, where was there room for senseless pity?

Completing the task for the High Priest of Hejian and obtaining a way to advance further, that was what Li Wu should pursue.

As for anything or anyone that hindered his task, they were merely obstacles on the road to success!

Li Zhao understood the meaning in Li Wu’s words.

He said nothing more, but like Li Wu, activated his bloodline, transforming into a giant form.

"Lord Han, what is your choice?"

Li Zhao’s giant physique let out a thunderous voice.

Li Wu also cast his gaze.

Both were waiting for Han Zhan’s answer.

"I..."

Before Han Zhan could finish speaking, a frantic figure appeared in the distance.

"Lord Li Zhao, it’s not good!"

"Outside, outside,"

This Jiuli warrior gasped for air, finally catching his breath and hurriedly continued.

"There are many Fierce Beast Riders from the Yellow Emperor Tribe outside, they’ve already crossed the Liao River and are charging towards us!"

Fierce Beast Riders?

As the frontier between the Jiuli Tribe and the Yellow Emperor Tribe, Chuyun Stockade itself was a frequent site of skirmishes.

Skirmishes occurred frequently.

It was unlucky timing, but now there was an external threat.

"Let’s cease fighting for the moment and jointly resist the external threat."

"With the enemy at the gates, let’s set aside other issues, how about it?"

Han Zhan immediately asked. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

"Agreed."

"I have no objections."

Li Wu and Li Zhao also did not oppose.

Thus, they temporarily ceased fighting, deciding to unite against the external threat.

"Let’s head to the stockade gate now."

"Lead the well-fed Iron-Eating Beasts out, quickly! The Fierce Beast Riders of the Yellow Emperor Tribe are exceedingly swift and excel at surprise attacks, we must seize the time!"

"No need for such trouble."

Han Zhan interrupted the two, in his hand, an ancient Guqin appeared, floating in the air.

As the strings were plucked, a melody suddenly arose.

Every Jiuli warrior present was enveloped by an invisible swirl of wind.

Together with Han Zhan, they swiftly flew towards the stockade gate!

...

On the shimmering surface of the Liao River.

Dark silhouettes floated among it.

They were crossing the river at incredible speed, stepping onto the land belonging to the Jiuli Clan.

Yellow Emperor Tribe, the Fierce Beast Riders.

Using special methods, they tamed those originally fierce beasts, using them as mounts for their warriors.

There were many types of fierce beasts, most were like tigers and leopards, but there were also tall and mighty mounts like bears, their taming was more difficult and usually only elite Yellow Emperor Tribe warriors could achieve it.

Looking across to the riverbank, the entire river surface close to shore was densely packed with Fierce Beast Riders.

The dark mass of enemies along the river stretched endlessly.

"The Yellow Emperor Tribe has gone mad."

Watching this scene, Li Wu, wrapped in the Joyful Wind of the Fu Xi Zither in midair, couldn’t help but mutter.

"What do we do now?"

"We stop them."

The last sentence came from Han Zhan.

When he said this, Li Zhao looked at him unexpectedly.

"Their target might not be Chuyun Stockade. As long as we can stop the first wave of their assault, it will be enough."

"Why stop them?" Li Wu asked in confusion.

"Because... Chuyun Stockade is right behind us." Han Zhan spoke for Li Zhao, saying what was on his mind.

"With the current assault from the Fierce Beast Riders, if we let them rush towards the stockade, it won’t be long before the entire Chuyun Stockade is overwhelmed, and all Jiuli Clan People living there will be slaughtered."

Li Zhao explained further.

This reason obviously couldn’t persuade Li Wu to risk his life for an unfamiliar Chuyun Stockade.

"If Chuyun Stockade falls, the High Priest of Hejian might be dissatisfied with the outcome of our task investigation this time."

"By then, if the task cannot be completed, the promised rewards cannot be fulfilled."

Han Zhan’s explanation was obviously more compelling.

"Then stop them!" Upon hearing Han Zhan’s words, Li Wu’s battle spirit soared sharply.

Apart from Han Zhan and the other two, many warriors from Chuyun Stockade were also there.

Most of them appeared quite young, and when they saw those fierce beasts, a fleeting panic crossed their faces, all of which were captured by Han Zhan.

Even the Iron-Eating Beasts under them, clad in heavy iron armor, swung and clashed their tails, the clanging sound revealed their unsettled emotions.

Can these people really hold off this wave of assault?

Before they could finish pondering this question, the surging tide of fierce beasts was already upon them.

From a high vantage point looking down, it was as if black waves crashed upon scattered rocks blocking their path.

Fragile "rocks," at the first moment they were hit by the Fierce Beast Riders, were smashed and sent flying backward, their war armor shattered on impact, flesh and blood splattering.

Li Wu snorted coldly, the Beheading Great Saber in his hand like a man-high door panel, heavily embedded in the ground.

"Out of my way!"

Li Wu’s Demon God Bloodline erupted, morphing him once again into a ten-meter-tall giant, the Beheading Great Saber effortlessly lifted the group of Fierce Beast Riders ahead, hurling them high into the sky before they plummeted to the ground.

"Kill!"