Chronicles of Primordial Wars

The blizzard continues, even more urgently than before.

Well, the tribe side is a lot easier than the salt land, and the storm level at this time is just a bit steeper and more intense than the previous scene, but it's a lot easier for the warriors who have experienced the salt land snow, and look at the snow outside and calm their minds.

Shao Xuan rested for a few days. After his body was fully recovered, he walked out of the house and took a cold storm and snow to the place where the witch had assigned him training.

Because there are no people living here and the soil is not suitable for planting, it is mostly empty and playground for children. Even if Shao Xuan had trained before, he would have spared a few days for the tribal youngsters to come here and practice projection chopping. But now, on a snowy day, the senior Totem warriors are reluctant to come out, let alone the underequipped children. Shao Xuan is the only one in the vast area.

Because no one came here and the snow was not cleared to save manpower, the snow in this area is much thicker than in densely populated areas. It has exceeded Shao Xuan's height. Today, the snow and wind are still accumulating and the snow layer is still accumulating.

Shao Xuan followed the path swept out by the tribal warriors to the end of the road, looked at the white snow wall in front and took a deep breath.

The power of totem in your body is not as crazy as it used to be. There are no opponents and enemies here. It does not need to be dealt with in such an intense way, nor does it need to be overloaded to withstand the power of totem and inheritance.

No rush, take your time.

The power of totem runs all over the body, and the power of inheritance is separated from the flame of totem, which converges on the totem bone trim of the chest, as it has done on previous occasions with the power of ancestors, but the difference is that it is now more moderate.

Previous exercises were for familiarity only, but now for more precise control, no need for intensity, just every detail, try to do what you want, not get out of control.

Whoo--

The flame emerged from the bone trim and gradually widened until Shao Xuan's entire body was wrapped up. The motion of the body's totem forces drives the airflow overflowing in the pores, intertwining with the whistling of the outside wind, making a whining sound, which becomes louder as the wind becomes more intense.

A thin layer of snow accumulated on the ground beneath your feet, like being swept away, leaves only a round piece of soil.

In front of Shao Xuan's half arm, the snow layer, nearly three meters high, is blocked in front. However, this thick snow layer is now recessed at a visible velocity to the naked eye. On the snow wall, closest to Shao Xuan, the snow wall seems to have been pushed away from Shao Xuan by an invisible large hand.

In the white snow and wind, Shao Xuan, wrapped in a layer of red flame, slowly lifted one foot and took a step forward.

Boom!

The foot of the landing is like the hoof of a giant beast in a mountain forest treading on the ground, making a roaring noise, and the ground is shaking. The force of this foot stepped on the air currents and shocks caused by the ground, blocking the thick snow wall in front of it, spreading rapidly where it had been recessed, the arc was increasing, and a piece of white snow was lifted from the large snow wall and flown far away.

A small piece of rubble burst from the ground beneath his feet, as this diffuse force flew out, rapidly as a bullet into the snow wall.

Step out one foot, slowly, then the second foot comes.

The second step, like the first step, sounded like stepping on the ground, and the snow layer continued to be pushed by the forces of diffusion, with many snow blocks still flying, while more gaps appeared on the snow wall in the direction away from Shao Xuan.

The effect of these two steps is not comparable to that of striking the leader of the Flying Deer tribe in Wangcheng, nor is it comparable to the force used in the face of the King's Beast, even the two feet of the Koshiyama Mountain are not comparable, although the sound is loud, compared to the previous times, nothing at all, the power of diffusion is still strong, but many gentle, rather than the fierce force that erupted instantaneously, appeared to be smooth.

This is the result of Shao Xuan's control.

More precise control, more mastery, not spending them where they are useless, but focusing as much as possible on the goals he has set.

Not enough, not enough control!

The third foot…

The fourth foot…

Step by step, slowly cross out. The noise is gradually decreasing, the ground vibration is weaker than one step, the stones on the ground are no longer collapsing, and the snow blocks on the snow wall are no longer flying.

Everything is moving towards greater peace.

In contrast to the gentle movement outside, Shao Xuan's inner body forces are more intense, and the body's totem forces are running again and again, so that the body can sustainably support the power of the bone decoration. The body surface also changes with such changes. The red color is like the totem pattern of the molten rock currents, with the flame to form a trace, almost covering Shao Xuan's entire body.

In the flames of the totem, the blue flame flows like the flood tide of the shooting embankment, converging in the chest. At this moment, Shao Xuan can not hear other outside voices, there is only the sound of blood flow in his ears, and the bang, bang, powerful heart beating sound.

The flow of surface air, such as boiling vapors, also became more and more impatient, but this impatient whining, not long after, faded away.

Once a body that was almost immobile when using bone trim, it can now take more than one step, and the stiff movement becomes smoother and more natural, and the heavy footsteps are gradually becoming easier.

Shao Xuan is like a red fish swimming in the white snowy sea amidst the snowy sky.

Standing at the top of the mountain, looking at Shao Xuan like a monster, no one in the tribe could feel more deeply the powerful power of bone decoration. At that time, when Shao Xuan faced Wang Beast to use his bone decoration power, Shao Xuan was the nearest one, only one face, could not escape. Then, the powerful power directly lifted him away, he could not even walk back from the salt land, or he was returned by Dokan. He could only move his feet a few times until now. Running was difficult.

Look at Shao Xuan. From the beginning, the fierce force released, to the current situation of peace, the change is so fast, he can't believe it.

So powerful, can you really let go? If it were that easy, it would not have been possible for a thousand years to come out of just one Shao Xuan.

Wearing thick fur, the witch froze her face and snowflake, her eyes were pleasing, and she turned to ask: “Have you arranged that? ”

“Well, left this morning.” Conscription carries expectations and fears, "I hope they arrive smoothly. ”

“I hope so.” The witch looked at the one on the snow and continued to walk the next step towards the mountain, turning around and leaving. Shao Xuan was able to move so easily in the snow. One of them was old and the other wounded. He stayed in this environment for a long time and couldn't handle it.

After Shao Xuan left for a while, he was already sweating, took a short break, adjusted for a while, and continued again.

Where Shao Xuan was passing, a road about three metres wide appeared, and the snow on the road was pushed away, leaving only the earthy ground, although the sky had been drifting with snow, quickly covering the ground again with a layer of white.

Ruffle--

The squeezed snow wall in front became harder as it was squeezed and raised an arc upwards.

The further you go, the harder the snow wall becomes due to another squeeze, and the harder the steps Shao Xuan takes forward.

Every step Shao Xuan takes, the snow pushed on the snow wall makes a squeezing noise.

Down the hill, today the soldiers in charge of the patrol, carrying the big wooden shovel of the snow, came to rest in the place where they temporarily took refuge from the cold wind.

The so-called temporary shelter was actually next to the swept road, where they dug a narrower branch and opened a square area about three metres long at the end of the branch.

Twenty snowsweeping fighters are squeezing into this three-metre high shelter and talking against a hard snow wall.

The cold wind is still blowing, there is also wind here, just hiding here, the wind will be smaller, not so cold.

“How long will this damn weather last?” There are warriors complaining.

“Who knows, I swept this way and had to clear the roof back, or the house would be crushed. ”

“Heard it was a disaster that hadn't happened for thousands of years, and I don't know where else. ”

“Thousands of years, I hear! ”

The soldiers on patrol hid in this temporary little place, shaking their arguments.

As he was saying, a warrior sitting against a snow wall suddenly fell over his head in a large snow troupe.

“Oops!” The warrior hurriedly pulled the snow off his head. The pain did not hurt, it was frozen to a spirit, even colder.

How could anyone else standing against the wall fall so much snow when they couldn't help but look up at the snow wall? Blown by the wind?

“Careful, it's snowing again! ”

At the edge of the snow wall, a piece rises and falls outward, as if it were being pushed by someone.

Fighters leaning on this side of the road hurry away.

“What sound?! ”

Poop —— click--

The sound became clearer and clearer.

Twenty fighters forgot to shake and stare nervously over there.

Pfft!

The snow wall is ripped open, sliding towards the bottom of the mountain!

“No, run! ”

Some warriors have gone further away from the mountains because of hunting, and there is year-round snow and ice. They hear that if you stamp the ground hard or yell at the top of the mountain, you will encounter a snowstorm like a flood. Is that what happened in the tribe?

No, the hills of the tribe are not high, the slopes are not steep, and these snow plots do not slide downwards.

Anyway, avoidance is best.

Twenty warriors hurriedly retreated along the open ramp, retreating for a distance and looking that way.

Where they were, they had been replaced by snow that had moved down, and there, like a giant white bug, was crawling down the hill, little by little, quite rhythmic.

The soldier on patrol, carrying a shovel, stared at everything in front of him and wondered what was going on. He stood there and waited for a while until they sensed Shao Xuan's breath.

“... Elder?! ”