Ye Xiangyang's proposal made the chiefs of the eight tribes feel puzzled.
The first thought that came to mind was to refuse. The clan emblem could only be opened by people from their own tribe. What was the point of letting outsiders open it? Even if they could help open it, it was impossible. If they let outsiders open it, wouldn't it mean that there was no one in their tribe
Directly refuse? More than 20,000 people from the Xiangyang Society were watching eagerly, and 20 to 30 first-rate sects were ready to fight. After the refusal, even if they were completely exposed, it was still unknown whether the eight tribes could withstand such a great pressure.
Chief Jin and the other team leaders exchanged ideas, and then Chief Jin said to Ye Xiangyang: "City Lord Ye, this is a matter of great importance to our tribe's inheritance. I cannot give you an answer now. Can you wait a little while for our tribe to discuss it?"
Mei Qiqing chuckled: "Discuss, what are you discussing? If you ask me to start a war directly, I still don't believe that they are united."
The Ancient Void Dragon Emperor also said: "Yes, let's just start a war. We will know what kind of society the Xiangyang Society is after a battle."
Chief Jin and his men smiled awkwardly. It was easy for these people to talk without any hesitation. The ones who would suffer the most from a war in the Ancient Forest would be their own eight tribes, the ghost tribe, the ancient virtual dragon and other forces. If they wanted to join the war, they could join it. If they didn't want to join the war, they could just return to their own mysterious space.
The tribes do not have such convenience; once the war begins, the endless ancient forests will be turned into ruins, and countless people from the eight tribes may die in this war, which will definitely shake the foundations of the tribes.
"Thank you for your support, but if we can avoid this battle, then let's not fight it. Let's discuss it among our tribe first."
After saying that, Chief Jin took the other seven chiefs, left the front line and returned to the Jin tribe.
Why did Ye Xiangyang remember the clan emblems of these people? This was because of the Nine-horned Black Tortoise Cauldron's spirit, Black Tortoise. When Black Tortoise saw the patriarchs of the eight ancient tribes, part of his memory quickly recovered.
It turns out that the Eight Ancient Clans were the eight guards who followed the previous owner of the Nine-Cornered Black Tortoise Cauldron. That owner had a history of tens of thousands of years, and the spirit of the cauldron still felt a little vague about it.
I only remember that man's name was: A true hero with unparalleled chivalry, who could turn rivers and seas upside down and change the world. His surname was Ding and his name was Ding Xiaojie.
The eight brothers around him suppressed the Heavenly Demon Tomb here, forming the ancient forest here.
Each of the eight of them passed down a family crest, which could enhance the bloodline of the clan members, allow geniuses to emerge in the clan, and open up a mysterious space within the clan, allowing the clan members to enter it while practicing martial arts, cleanse their bodies, and purify their bloodline.
However, these family emblems could no longer be opened when the last owner shook the world with a halberd and held the blue sky and night in his hand. Opening the family emblems can obtain the memories of the eight emperors and inherit their mantle. It can even be said that whether the remains of the eight emperors can be obtained is directly related to this.
It was based on this situation that Xuanwu asked Ye Xiangyang to put forward this condition.
When Ye Xiangyang heard this, he immediately cheered up. Being able to seek benefits for his brothers was definitely a great thing. If it weren't for this statement, Ye Xiangyang really couldn't think of how to punish the eight tribes.
The Xiangyang Society is now extremely wealthy, with business spread all over the entire Xuanwu Continent. It has sufficient elixirs, resources, skills, and martial arts... There is no value in blackmailing the eight tribes.
Hearing that the opening of the clan pattern is related to the secret realm of the Eight Emperors' remains, how could Ye Xiangyang not be overjoyed.
The eight clan leaders returned to the Jin Tribe, and they were discussing whether Ye Xiangyang’s proposal was feasible or not.
The chief of the Tiger God Earth Tribe had a grim face: "No, this is absolutely not possible. This is related to the foundation of our eight tribes. We must not let them open the runes of our tribe."
The leader of the Wen tribe of the Dragon Clan was also filled with righteous indignation, his dragon whiskers trembling with anger: "We, the Dragon God Tribe, do not accept such conditions. If you want to fight, then fight. Even if the entire tribe is buried with you, we cannot bow our heads. Were we brought up by being scared by others?"
"Yes, Ye Xiangyang's proposal is a blasphemy against our tribe's ancestors. This is absolutely unacceptable. I would rather die in battle than agree to it."
The Water God Water Tribe disagreed: "My fellow brothers, the power that our clan emblem has been able to use and the help it can provide to our tribe has been minimal since 30,000 years ago. We have tried so many times in 30,000 years, and no one has been able to open it. What's the harm in letting them try?"
"What's more, our ancestors followed the chivalrous hero Ding Xiaojie, who was able to turn rivers and seas upside down and refine the world. They suppressed the celestial demons here and turned them into a vast and boundless ancient forest. The eight of them also ascended to heaven here."
"Our ancestors once passed down an oral instruction: one dollar at a time, the flying of the tattoo is an opportunity; future generations should not forget it and start a new era of clan tattoos."
This is not just an oral instruction passed down by one tribe, but an oral instruction circulated in all eight tribes. It is said that this is a decree left by the eight ancient emperors themselves, which means: as time goes by, the clan emblem flies away and the clan emblem appears. These are all opportunities for their tribe. Future generations must not forget this. Only by reopening the clan emblem can a new era for the race be opened.
"Brother Shui is right. No one in the outside world knows that our clan emblem has not been opened. How could Ye Xiangyang know this secret? Could this really be an opportunity for our race?"
"Hmph, chance is bullshit. What does it mean if they open the clan emblem? It means that our ancestral heritage is obtained by him. I can't tolerate giving it to outsiders." The chief of the Longshenwen tribe still objected.
The chief of the Mushenmu tribe said: "Brother Long, this matter is also beneficial. If it is truly opened, our people can open their bloodlines, condense the clan emblems, and quickly create many geniuses for our tribe."
“If not, with Ye Xiangyang’s army approaching and twenty to thirty first-rate sects eyeing us covetously, we will not be able to escape justice.”
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This was too embarrassing, what should they do? Finally, they found a solution. If Ye Xiangyang and his brothers could pass the three levels, they would let them try to open the clan pattern.
After everyone negotiated and felt that there was no problem, they came to the front of the battle.
Patriarch Jin smiled slightly: "It's not impossible to agree to City Lord Ye's proposal. We still have three conditions. As long as City Lord Ye can complete them, we will definitely not say anything."
As soon as this sentence came out, it meant that the eight tribes had already agreed in their hearts. How could they not agree? Ye Xiangyang brought so many forces and entrenched here. If they didn't agree, it would be a matter of life and death.
It is also a pity that even the powerful Eight Ancient Clans had to bow down under Ye Xiangyang's suppression.
Ye Xiangyang knew that the Eight Ancient Clans were giving themselves a way out, but the conditions they proposed must be very difficult.
"Please tell me, Patriarch, what are the conditions?"
"First, the eight people who participated in opening our clan emblem will compete with the eight thrones we sent out. If you win, you will win the first round. Second, the ancient life tree of the Mushenmu tribe has been withering in recent years. If you can heal the ancient life tree, you will pass the second level. The third level is that there is a netherworld spring in the water tribe. We will put a steel needle down. If the general can find this steel needle, we will lose the third round."
"If you can make it through three rounds, we will have nothing to say and will let you try to open the clan emblem. If you cannot win all the rounds, I hope that our feud will end here."
Ye Xiangyang laughed loudly: "Okay, that's great. Chief Jin, let's put it this way. If we fail, I am willing to give each of your eight tribes a Heaven and Earth Emperor Pill as compensation."
"Okay!" Chief Jin stretched out his hand and said, "Let's make a bet and high-five. It's a deal."
Snap, a crisp sound rang out in front of the formation.
The people from the eight tribes all had disdain on their faces. These conditions might not seem harsh, but in fact only they knew how harsh they were.
The eight thrones from the eight tribes formed a great ancient formation, which could compete with the three-star or even four-star emperors. This was the killer of the eight ancient tribes. The people from Ye Xiangyang's side could defeat them. What a joke.
The leaves of the Life Fruit Tree of the Wood God Tribe have been turning yellow for the past ten thousand years. The tribe has been trying to find the reason, but has not found any results in the past millions of years. In addition, they have invited many elixirs from all over the continent, including the pharmacists of the Yao family, to treat it, but to no avail. Ye Xiangyang can cure him, what a joke.
The last item is to search for a steel needle in the Netherworld Spring of the Water Tribe. That is a spring that can freeze the soul. Not to mention the body, even the soul can be frozen. How can you look for a steel needle in it? Isn’t this a fantasy
"Hey, Ye Xiangyang is too arrogant. Is it possible for him to win all three rounds? I dare say he lost in the first round."
"That's right. Could it be that we, the eight ancient tribes, are vegetarians?"
"This is like a pony complaining about the narrowness of the road when it first starts walking, or a roc complaining about the lowness of the sky when it spreads its wings. You will understand when they are covered in dust and dirt."
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Even Emperor Lei Li said, "Ye Xiangyang, you agreed too early. The power of the ancient formation is infinite. The eight of you are no match for them."
Emperor Lei Li has traveled all over the world for tens of thousands of years and has seen a lot. He naturally knows how powerful the ancient formation of the eight ancient tribes is.
Ye Xiangyang smiled faintly: "Emperor, if we really fail, the worst that can happen is that we will retreat to the edge of the Eight Emperors' Legacy Secret Realm. What has been said is as good as the water spilled. This is the only way we can do."
Lei Li nodded. That was right. They wouldn't lose anything anyway. Even if Ye Xiangyang was defeated, he could still use his heavenly treasure to protect everyone. Their lives would not be in danger.
Ye Xiangyang called over: Yun Jianhan, Hu Ba, Duanmu Ao, Tu Tai, Bing Yihan, Yu Yurou, Xiang Yixiu, including himself, a total of eight people.
When the eight tribes saw that except for the Fire Phoenix Queen who was at the peak of the throne, the rest of the people were all at the five-star throne, they couldn't help but smile: Ye Xiangyang and the others are bound to lose this competition, and they can forget about opening the clan emblem.