Chronicles of Primordial Wars

The man in the centre was undoubtedly the ancestor of the tribe, and most likely the first to open hunting routes. The other side is too powerful, possibly even above the chief O. They just haven't heard Langa say it.

The other three, possibly the ones from the early years, may also have been lost as they later crossed the highway. Shao Xuan is not certain.

Whether or not, Shao Xuan saw these four skeletons, some tangles.

So the direction that Totem is guiding, the so-called intuition, is here?

Ancestors, isn't this the Pit?

The person in the centre should have arrived and breathed in here as early as possible, and the other three could have been with him or later found.

Is it possible that a lost person, like himself, walks to this place according to the “intuition” given by Tutten, and then kneels here to die?

No, it shouldn't be.

Perhaps because they knew they couldn't get out, perhaps they had tried many times, and finally returned to this place and stayed in that "protective circle", where even centuries later, the body had not been swallowed up by the mountain.

Thinking that even the oldest, hardest fighters could escape from this place, not to mention his junior year? Shao Xuan's heart sinks.

One step forward and into the veil of that mask, Shao Xuanton felt a warmth and relieved the original anxiety slightly. But that's it.

Shao Xuan reached out to the person closest to him and started dry, not the skeleton, like the wind had dried out. Even though life is long gone, it still seems to feel the power inside this body.

There is no bad smell, I don't know if it has been assimilated by the stone smell in the hole.

Touched the other two on their knees, like the first, like a dry corpse.

But when he touched the man in the middle, Shao Xuan found that he was only slightly dry and that the remains were much better preserved than the three people on their knees!

So, it's still the light bulb.

The light shield emitted by the light sphere prevents objects from being swallowed by the mountain and protects the remains, and even other creatures living in the cave do not come close to devour the bodies.

It's a tribal treasure! A person who can have something like that naturally has a higher identity!

But now is not the time to think about it.

What should we do?

Do you want to be the fifth corpse on your knees?

Shao Xuan sat on the ground, a little upset.

Totem you are such a pit, tribal people know?!!

Sho Xuan suddenly felt the totem flame in his mind flickering.

Shao Xuan suddenly calmed down his thoughts and began to use the power of totem in his body.

This time, it seems to be another intuition, an intuition that walks out.

This thought flashed by and Shao Xuan was excited to jump. Walking in place, Shao Xuan used another force in his body to stimulate so-called intuition.

Can walk out...

Yes!!

Maybe he can trust Totem again?

You can only believe if you don't.

Shao Xuan lifted his feet and walked out.

However, after one step, the totem flame in Shao Xuan's mind swept up and took another step, and the flame rolled over again.

Unlike when using the power of totem during hunting, the flame rolls more like telling Shao Xuan that he is angry at this moment.

Hold your step, Shao Xuan looks back at the four skeletons kneeling in the mask. Didn't they really complain when they died? After all, they ended up trapped here.

For the people of the tribe, every difficulty must be in the spirit of their ancestors, the power of totem, the will of the spark, asking for revelation and instruction, but none of their ancestors, totem, or spark helped them to get out of the dark world in the hole.

But look closely at these four skeletons, they kneel so devout, without resentment, in the very standard of worship, kneeling in the direction of the tribe...

One step back, the totem flame stopped rolling and it was peaceful.

Step away and start rolling again.

Withdrawal again, peace again.

There are things that Shao Xuan cannot understand. After all, he is different from the indigenous people here, but the deeper he contacts, the more he knows that the world is full of mysterious powers, which you have to believe.

Shao Xuan looked at the sincere kneeling skeleton in the mask. Are they waiting for someone to bring them back?

Unfortunately, it's been hundreds of years and I'm still kneeling here.

Take a long sigh.

Shao Xuan thought, kneeling on one knee, his palms staggered in front of his forehead, and walked towards those four skeletons for a week - tribes worshipping the rituals of their ancestors.

Walking over, Shao Xuan pulled out the stone knife and dug out the part of the skeleton on his knees that had been swallowed by the stone.

I was just trying, I didn't expect to dig it up, and, looking at the look of the bone, it's pretty well preserved.

The skeleton, and some of the stoneware that was swallowed up, Shao Xuan dug it out.

Shao Xuan threw the stoneware into the animal leather bag, and the large stoneware strapped directly together. He also had a leather rope on him. Tie it up later, these stones are great and can't be thrown here.

As for the four skeletons, no, to be exact, the four dry corpses, Shao Xuan tied together with that long contact angle.

“Sinful!” Shao Xuan lowered his voice.

When tied up, the person carries it on his back.

It's heavy!

I didn't expect the ancestors of the tribe to be dry corpses, not much lighter, heavier than stones.

With four dry corpses on his back, he lifted the stone tools. Shao Xuan felt like he was wearing a moving mask. Since this mask can keep the creatures out of the hole, he can still help Shao Xuan to keep away the bugs.

As they passed through the small swarm, they approached each other as if they had touched something nasty, hurriedly dispersed, and did not have to shao Xuan to swing the angular whip.

Shao Xuan still walks by “intuition”. This time, "intuition" means a different direction than before. Not only that, Shao Xuan didn't feel like he was walking down the hill, he went down another tunnel.

No other blocking creatures were encountered, and several ocular spiders occasionally encountered along the way retreated after Shao Xuan approached them.

Well, the ancestors had such a baby, why didn't they walk out?

So, are you lost? We can't beat the Stoneworm King, we can't directly and violently open the mountain and end up trapped in the mountain.

Shao Xuan took two intermediate breaks, will eat some meat jerky, replenish energy, and then continue.

I don't know how long he walked, maybe a few hours, maybe a few dozen hours, Shao Xuan has been confused, here he has no idea how to calculate, the only thing to do is to follow his "instincts”.

Finally, Shao Xuan smelled the mountain forest.

Shao Xuan rejoiced after a long stay in a place full of stone.

There's wind.

The wind is blowing from the front!

Speed up your steps and change your horizons. Shao Xuan saw the highlights ahead.

That's the light coming in from the outside!

Mountain out!

It's really coming up!

However, if the power of totem can really guide the direction, why are the ancestors of the tribe still trapped in the mountains and only kneeling in the direction of the tribe before they die? Not to mention the ancestors, not even the tribal hunting team today can walk in the mountains until they are absolutely familiar with the route.

Shao Xuan couldn't find the answer. The only thing I can think of is that I am different from other people, which is probably the kind of special ability that emerges. (My novel Original War Journal will have more new content on the official WeChat platform, along with a 100% raffle gift! Turn on WeChat now, click "+” “Add Friend" in the upper right corner, search for the public account “qdread” and follow, hurry!)