After passing the Tianyang Pass of Pan Guo, you are beyond the influence of the human race. The further north you go, the more sparsely populated it becomes. The north is covered with thousands of miles of wasteland and wild grass, and many places have long since turned into barren land and become desert.
Above the earth, one could see strange beasts and demons galloping and chasing the cattle and sheep on the grassland. In the sky, a strange and terrifying giant bird swooped down and grabbed an adult bison like a chick.
Scattered barbarian tribes are scattered throughout the north. Primitive thatched round houses and tents can be seen, and barbarians with strange and amazing appearances wearing animal skins and walking barefoot on the road.
The largest force among the northern barbarians is the Darong royal court, which is also the largest barbarian tribe in the north. It is said that they have the blood of the ancient beast Huodou. They live around the Ancient Mountain and occupy the most fertile, jungle-covered, and lush place in the north.
The Darong Royal Court nominally ruled over all the northern barbarian tribes. Every time the north fell into famine, the Darong Royal Court would lead the northern tribes to attack the Pan Kingdom in the south, and obtain everything they needed from the fertile and wealthy human land. However, as the Pan Kingdom became more and more powerful, the cost of each invasion also became greater and greater.
The ancient mountain range where the Darong royal court resides stretches for eight hundred miles, is thousands of meters high, and towers into the clouds. The Tianhe River, the origin of all the rivers in the north, flows down from here. The surging river water gathers into a large lake at the foot of the mountain, and then flows to the distance, nourishing the northern wilderness and nurturing countless creatures on the earth.
This magnificent and beautiful mountain is therefore called the Sacred Mountain by the barbarians.
According to legend, there are gods left on the mountain since ancient times, who are called the Ancient Gods by the barbarians and embody the faith of all the barbarian creatures in the north.
The great Ancient God controls everything in the North and the life and death of all the barbarians, leaving behind various legends and myths. It is said that anyone who does not believe in the Ancient God will be punished by the gods. The Ancient God will make their tribe never drink a drop of water again, make their tribe's pastures wither, and let the cattle and sheep die one by one, and then the entire tribe will be swallowed by the desert.
Hundreds of miles away from the Huanggu Mountain Range, the Tianhe River meanders through the vicinity of the Bashe Tribe. As winter turns to spring, the grass grows and eagles fly.
Driven by the shepherdess, the sheep bleated and lay by the river drinking water lazily, while the cattle and horses ran along the river happily, wagging their tails.
A grand sacrifice is being held in the Bashe tribe, a three-day carnival. The entire tribe prays to the ancient god for the prosperity of the entire tribe this year. This is also a custom that has been passed down among the entire northern barbarians for nearly two hundred years.
The shaman wearing a ghost mask held a skull high in his hand and performed a mysterious ritual dance in front of the blazing bonfire. The surrounding groups of barbarians cheered and shouted, and the tamed demon wolves and poisonous eagles in the tribe also howled.
Humans, beasts and demons live together. Here, there seems to be no boundaries between humans, beasts, demons and monsters. They all cheer and try to please the gods under the bonfire.
“Chiu!”
Two goshawks flying side by side in the sky let out sharp cries, but for some reason the cries were filled with shock and panic. The goshawks high above were circling in fear in the sky, like headless flies.
Then powerful pressure and intimidation came from the south. The tamed demon wolves, poisonous eagles and various exotic beasts of the entire tribe roared in panic, and then crawled on the ground as if they had encountered a natural enemy, not even daring to raise their heads.
The barbarians of the Bashe tribe, who already possessed demonic blood, raised their heads and looked into the distance, and saw clouds surging in the southern sky. The clouds in the sky seemed like thousands of troops following their king, coming across the horizon for thousands of miles.
“Clatter!”
A strong wind suddenly arose, and the golden flag of the tribe fluttered violently. The python on the flag also twisted along with the flag.
The barbarians of the Bashe tribe gathered around the campfire and looked up at the sky. They saw a snake-like and dragon-like figure flying through the clouds. A huge sound swept through the wind and clouds, coming from the sky with a deterrent force that could suppress all the demons in the world.
A strong wind blew, and the flames and sparks of the bonfire flew up with the wind and scattered all over the sky.
"Who is that?" A dark-faced and strong barbarian from the Bashe tribe looked at the sky in horror. The thin demon blood in his body made his legs tremble under the powerful deterrent force. Some people behind him with the same bloodline were so scared that they were crawling on the ground and trembling.
"Could it be some kind of demon?" The chief of the Bashe tribe stood in the crowd holding a magic weapon, axe, and looked up at the clouds approaching in the sky.
They had never seen such clouds before, they seemed to be flowing across the sky like a mighty river.
"How could there be such a powerful demon? Even the Shaman of the Royal Court couldn't have made us feel such strong pressure from such a long distance."
The terrifying pressure completely descended upon everyone's soul the moment the existence passed over their heads, and the existence in the clouds finally revealed a trace.
It was a mythical beast with a head like a camel, horns like a deer, eyes like a rabbit, ears like a cow, and a neck like a snake. At this moment, a human figure was sitting cross-legged on the head of the mythical beast, sitting quietly and running towards the distance.
The figure was above the dragon head, blurry among the clouds and mist, but the aura it exuded was like a mountain pressing down on everyone. His target was the ancient mountain in the distance, like a god patrolling the world and passing through the sky.
Under the dome of the sky, all the barbarians from the tribes that passed by looked up at the shocking scene in the sky. They knelt on the ground unconsciously, including the shaman of the Basher tribe, who had activated the blood of the Basher. They were all trembling under the existence that patrolled the sky.
The shaman stopped the sacrifice, looked up at the sky, and suddenly shouted: "Ancient God! Ancient God!"
Thousands of tribesmen followed the shaman and shouted together, their eyes full of fanaticism, crawling on the ground and shouting the name of the ancient god incomprehensibly.
The dragon shadow above the sky disappeared in the blink of an eye, following the surging sea of clouds towards the ancient mountains in the distance.
The ancient mountain is several thousand meters high and stretches for eight hundred miles. At the foot of the mountain, there are endless thatched huts and tents of the Darong royal tribe, and the main peak is covered with snow all year round.
There is a temple on the top of the mountain. Under the white snow, you can see thousands of barbarians crawling on the mountain road, kneeling as they go towards the temple to pay homage to the gods they believe in.
However, to reach the temple, one has to climb over towering cliffs and cross bottomless cliffs. Most people would kneel down to the edge of the cliff and then return. Only the King of Darong and the Shaman of the Darong Royal Court could reach the temple and see the legendary ancient god.
At this moment, in the temple, a figure who had been sitting for who knows how long, seemed to sense something, slowly opened his eyes, and looked into the distance.