Chronicles Of Primordial Wars (Ch. 271-500)

ch. 365-366

Chapter 365 – Assault

After going over the mountain, Shao Xuan could clearly feel the difference in the environment. The climate on both sides of the mountain was very different. It seemed that the humidity and rain on this side were all blocked by the mountain and could not reach the dry grasslands on the other side of the mountain.

The further Shao Xuan went down, the more familiar he felt.

Although he came here for the first time, the environment reminded him of the mountains of the hunting ground. Both the forest on the other side of the river where the Flaming Horn tribe was originally located, and the Ferocious Beasts Mountain when he returned to the old haunt, were the same as this environment. There was endless green color as far as one could see.

This was a place full of vitality and crisis. Maybe because of the familiar environment or the feeling of getting closer to the Flaming Horn tribe which Shao Xuan felt like he had left for about a thousand years, Shao Xuan became more excited.

While walking down the mountain, Shao Xuan threw away the exaggerated necklace that he wore around his neck. Those which could be used as weapons had already been used and the things that made up the necklace were just claws and horns. The stone pot behind his back which was used to cook the soup was also thrown away, as it would be cumbersome at this moment. Shao Xuan had to be more careful in places like mountains and forests. Carrying as little things as possible would help Shao Xuan avoid danger.

From the time Shao Xuan stepped into the desert, it had been about half a year. It was the first time Shao Xuan entered such a forest since then.

Smelling the odor of moist vegetation and hearing the sound of various birds and beasts, Shao Xuan took a deep breath, stepped lightly and tried to integrate himself into the new environment.

The wide river flowed far into the distance among the dense woods. If one stood on top of a tree, the creatures in the river including dark-backed fish and giant pythons could be seen from time to time.

Shao Xuan could determine the position of the tribe although there was no obvious signal from the inner flame. He took out the bone ornament that symbolized the identity of the elders, hung it around his neck and touched the ball with a red-hot luster in the middle of the bone ornament. Shao Xuan wondered whether his identity could be recognized by the Flaming Horn tribe there.

Cheering up, Shao Xuan continued to march towards that direction.

There were some traces of human activities, such as rags and incomplete weapons that had been abandoned here. Shao Xuan even saw a bone of human beings under a big tree, which probably belonged to a hunter who was killed there.

Carefully discerning the traces around him, Shao Xuan quickly recognized the various creatures there. His steps were cautious, but not slow.

There was a snake hidden on a branch. At first glance, it was difficult to find this poisonous creature. When Shao Xuan passed, it wanted to take a bite but Shao Xuan was too fast and didn’t leave it time to prepare. The snake lurking on the branch spit out poison, adjusted its posture and continued to wait for the next prey.

In addition to the tools used by human beings, Shao Xuan also saw paintings on branches or stones but didn’t know which tribe left them. Some paints were similar to totems, some were words, and others showed off the prey they hunted, telling people who came here, about their power.

Shao Xuan glanced at the paintings. He knew these words but he was not familiar with the paintings and style. These may have been left by other tribes. It is possible that people in the Flaming Horn tribe live farther away, and didn’t come here.