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875, ethnic totem, god of fire(2/3)

Doesn’t the Liaoyuan tribe have no totems?

Wouldn’t the Liaoyuan Tribe no longer follow the same path as before?

"You become the leader of the clan, a symbol of the clan, and represent the power of the clan. In this way, your power can be lent to everyone, to those clansmen who carve divine patterns."

"Similarly, when you need it, the entire clan can lend you its power. When the time comes," Han Muye looked at Zhu Rong with a solemn look on his face, "when the time comes, you can easily kill the high-ranking beast."

"If the clan is stronger and has more clan members, you may even be able to fight the overlord one day."

overlord.

There is no overlord heard of in today's prehistoric times.

The upper level mythical beast is the strongest.

Zhu Rong's face showed excitement, then he took a deep breath and nodded.

He knew that Master Han would not deceive him.

After a hundred days.

The originally abandoned altar high platform was reused.

The current altar has been raised to ten feet, with flames rising from it.

All the members of the Liaoyuan tribe were summoned and surrounded under the high platform.

There are nearly 50,000 tribesmen occupying a land with a radius of ten miles.

Ten miles away, wolves and demonic cows all raised their heads.

They can feel the power surging on the high platform in front of them.

"Woo——"

The horn sounded, and everyone looked up and saw Zhu Rong standing on the high platform wearing a golden-red flame armor and holding a spear.

Next to Zhu Rong was Han Muye, who was wearing a green robe.

Han Muye looked at Zhu Rong and said softly: "Zhurong, are you willing to dedicate everything for your tribe?"

Han Muye's voice spread throughout a hundred miles.

Everyone held their breath.

"I am willing to dedicate everything to my tribe." Zhu Rong's eyes were filled with determination, and his eyes fell on all the tribesmen below.

At this moment, he could feel some strange forces gathering.

When Zhu Rong finished speaking, many old people from the Liaoyuan tribe below had already clenched their fists tightly.

They have experienced the hardships that the tribe has experienced.

"Zhu Rong, are you willing to share your strength with your tribe and make everyone as powerful as you?" Han Muye spoke again.

Share the power!

Although all the tribesmen knew what arrangements would be made today, when Han Muye asked this question, everyone was still stunned.

How strong is Zhu Rong?

He is a being who can fight against divine beasts.

If you could get his power, even if it was only one thousandth or one ten thousandth, it would be unimaginably tyrannical.

"My strength comes from my tribe, and of course I am willing to share my strength with my own tribe." Zhu Rong spoke loudly again.

Distribute power to your tribe?

How to divide?

Everyone looked up and watched as the tribesmen who had learned divine pattern seal carving before but were unable to complete the carvings due to lack of strength walked onto the high platform.

Zhu Rong raised his hand, and flames fell on these people.

The flames turned into golden marks, condensing on the foreheads of these people.

From now on, this will be the flame divine pattern among the ethnic group, which is also the totem power.

When this totem mark falls on the forehead, flames will rise on these people.

But when the flames covered their bodies, not only did their bodies not break into pieces and turn into charcoal, but they all showed happy expressions on their faces.

Groups of tribesmen stepped forward.

Zhu Rong condensed flames in his hands and handed them to them.

Every tribesman who has received this flame mark has a trace of the original power of the flame surging in his body.

Han Muye watched all this from the sidelines.

Naturally, he would not say that when everyone gets Zhu Rong's divine mark, they can borrow Zhu Rong's power from then on, but they will also quietly support Zhu Rong.

Moreover, among the entire ethnic group, no one is stronger than Zhu Rong.

This is the same as the prehistoric bloodline power suppression.

Looking up to the sky, Han Muye showed a trace of emotion on his face.

The differentiation of divine patterns and the manifestation of ethnic totems are the result of his compromise with the ancient way of heaven.

In other words, it is the result of cooperation.

Bloodline and origin inheritance, this is the prehistoric inheritance method.

Weapon refining, battle formations, including direct infusion of the essence, these are all Han Muye's abilities.

Now, Han Muye and Primordial Tiandao took action together and used these methods on the people of the Liaoyuan tribe.

This is to fully enhance the power of the human race.

Is it because the tribe of mythical beasts in the ancient world is no longer enough to support the origin, or is it because these mythical beasts have lost the trust of heaven in the ancient world?

Thinking of Shenyuan Tiangong's plan, Han Muye felt that this time it might be the second reason.

The mythical beast has betrayed the ancient world.

"boom--"

As more and more people in the Liaoyuan tribe accepted the power of divine patterns, the aura on Zhu Rong's body began to become unstable.

He seemed to be on the verge of collapse.

Overhead, thunderclouds gathered.

This is a rule in ancient times. Once the power of a divine beast declines too much, it may be deemed to be no longer qualified to control the origin.

In fact, it is a thunder catastrophe from a mythical beast.

When this thunder disaster appeared, the beasts of the prairie fire, the black tiger, and the gray wolf were all trembling.

This is the fear of the power of heaven and earth.

Han Muye raised his head and took a step forward.

There was a thick light of thunder emerging from his body.

He is here to resist the thunder and disaster of heaven and earth!

"boom--"

"boom--"

"boom--"



Every thunderbolt that hit Han Muye was directly absorbed by him.

There are very few powers in the world that can hurt him.

His current physical body and soul are already at the overlord level, and he is an existence that dominates the world.

All members of the Liaoyuan Tribe have been given divine marks, and even those divine beasts and monsters have received a divine mark on their bodies.

From then on, those monster beasts have the seeds of divine patterns, and have the possibility of advancing to become divine beasts.

When the power of all the clansmen and the divine beasts surged, revealing the power of divine patterns, Zhu Rong's body no longer had the surging flames before.

He seemed to have become a mortal.

All his fire power is dispersed.

But the brightness in his eyes has made it impossible to look directly at him.

"Clan leader——"

"Clan leader——"

Countless cheers resounded.

Everyone knelt down and worshiped under the high platform.

This is my gratitude to Zhu Rong for sharing his strength.
To be continued...
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