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Under the protection of Shanbao, the Brahma tribe grew stronger and stronger.

Dozens of small and medium-sized tribes in the surrounding areas were all integrated into it.

But such peace and development are not eternal.

The members of the Brahma tribe were originally busy with their own affairs, so they were not surprised to see this group of strangers.

After all, these days, almost every once in a while,

There are new members of the tribe joining them, and they are no longer surprised.

Uro saw that the situation was not good at this moment, so he walked straight through the crowd and stood at the front.

He walked directly to those people and asked: "Who are you?"

Among the group of people, the man who was the leader was as strong as a mountain.

Even Uro was a head shorter than him.

The man narrowed his eyes slightly, with a hint of mockery in his eyes.

He once again glanced at the Brahma people and spoke slowly: "We are the messengers of the Jingyuan Temple and the most devout believers of the Yuanqi God."

"The Temple of Essence?" Uro couldn't help but frown.

He had never heard of such a tribe.

The man who claimed to be the messenger said again: "It seems that you have exceeded the scope of your recent hunting!"

"The beast we were eyeing must have been hunted by you."

"Violent?" Uro was even more confused.

The messenger saw his appearance and couldn't help but sneer: "That's the mountain god you are talking about."

"It's just a wild animal, how dare it call itself a god?"

"It's just that you are short-sighted."

He continued:

"But since you have got this vicious corpse and the prey,

All of them should be handed over to the Great Spirit of Vitality to show your respect to the gods."

"On behalf of the gods, I forgive you!"

When Wu Luo heard this, his brows instantly twisted into a knot.

He took a step forward, leaned forward slightly, and asked, "Why?

"This is what we have worked so hard for. What does it have to do with your Vitality God?"

The messenger sneered and said in a cold tone: "Ignorant mortal, the God of Yuanqi controls the Yuanqi of the world and nourishes all things."

"You can have today's harvest, all thanks to the gift of the great god Yuanqi."

"Now, I just want you to return the little you have gained as a sign of piety. Do you dare to resist?"

There was a sense of superiority in his words, which was extremely irritating to Uro.

Uro shouted loudly: "Stop talking nonsense here!"

"Everything we have is earned through our own hard work. It has nothing to do with your Vitality God!"

Upon hearing this, the messenger's face instantly turned as dark as ink, and a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.

He took a step forward and said threateningly, "You are courting death!"

"If you don't hand over that vicious corpse, the wrath of the Yuan Qi God will be something you can't bear."

"By then, your entire tribe will face a catastrophe."

After hearing the messenger's threat, the tribesmen showed a trace of uneasiness on their faces.

Dozens of hunters also picked up their weapons and stood behind Uro.

At this time, A Tu slowly walked out of the crowd.

He looked very calm. He looked at the messenger, then at Uro and others.

He said, "Mr. Envoy, we Brahma people have always respected the gods, but our gains are all the result of hard work."

"I hope the envoy can understand our difficulties and avoid conflicts."

The messenger was not moved at all. He snorted coldly: "Conflict, are you worthy of it?"

Then, he seemed to sense something, and seeing Maha and Shali rushing back from afar, he just snorted coldly:

"Humph, I'll give you some time to think about it. If you don't agree, you'll bear the consequences."

After saying that, he turned around and left with the people behind him.

Only a group of angry Brahmas were left behind.

At this moment, Uro also told Maha and Kshatriya what had just happened.

Chali narrowed his eyes slightly and looked directly at the elder: "Do you know the origin of this Jingyuan Temple?"

Ah Tu looked off into the distance and nodded: "I've heard of it... but that was a long time ago."

"That's what a wandering hunter told me when I was your age."

"It is said that the Jingyuan Temple came from the west of the Great Wilderness, and a long, long time ago, they were just an ordinary tribe."

"At that time, they, like us, struggled to survive in this vast wilderness."

“They hunted, they farmed, they did everything to survive.”

Atu paused and said, "But it is said that a god has descended upon their tribe."

"That god was so radiant that his appearance shocked the entire tribe."

"The people of that tribe began to worship this god with awe and fear."

"The gods sensed their piety and granted them power."

"These powers make them more courageous in hunting and more successful in farming."

"Gradually, the surrounding tribes heard about their deeds and came to pay homage."

"As time went on, more and more tribes began to believe in this god, and they dedicated their faith and strength to this god."

"And the original tribe, because it gathered the beliefs of many tribes, became increasingly powerful."

"They began to build magnificent temples to honor the gods."

"That temple is the current Jingyuan Temple."

"The power of the Jingyuan Temple is growing. Their followers are all over the western part of the Great Wilderness, and they are even beginning to expand to other places."

At this point, Ah Tu sighed slightly, "The Jingyuan Temple is no longer the small tribe it once was."

"They have great power and many followers. In the name of the gods, they demand offerings and obedience from other tribes."

Wu Luo couldn't help himself and said, "Elder, if you say so, then we are no match for them, right?"

Ah Tu just sighed and said, "How could you know that you are not my opponent?"

"The hunter who wandered here was stronger than the three of you!"

"But he was injured by an ordinary priest of the Jingyuan Temple..."

"And there are still hundreds of priests with such powerful strength in the Jingyuan Temple..."

Hearing this, Uro and the other two couldn't help but feel suffocated.

"If that's the case, then we must not act impulsively," Shali said in a deep voice, "but we can't let others manipulate us either."

"Perhaps we can delay time first and then make a long-term plan."

Uro's reaction was even more intense. He couldn't help but yell, "These bastards, why do they come to steal our things? At worst, we can fight them!"

Atu sighed slightly, raised his head, and looked at Wu Luo and the other two: "Wu Luo, Shali, Maha, you are also aware of the current situation of our tribe."

"The Jingyuan Temple is so powerful that we cannot afford to offend it."

Maha also nodded: "But the beast that Jingyuan Temple wanted has already been killed by our sacrifice."

"Even if we are willing to give it, it is impossible."

Ah Tu sighed again, waved his hand, and said, "That's the truth..."

"Forget it, forget it..."

"It's fate! I'm afraid we, the Brahma people, can't stay here any longer. The people in the Jingyuan Temple won't let us off."

"Let's get out of here and find a new place to stay."

At this point, a trace of loneliness flashed in Atu's eyes.

He has lived on this land for almost his entire life, but now he is forced to leave, and he can't help feeling a little reluctant.

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At this time, Wu Luo remembered an important thing, and he said: "Elder, now we have mastered the method of taking away the mountain treasure."

"Even if we leave here, we can take Shanbao with us. With Shanbao, we can start over wherever we go."

The solution that Uro and his team found was also very simple, which was to force a wild beast to swallow the mountain treasure.

Then they only had to carry the beast's carcass with them.

After hearing this, Atu was slightly stunned, and then a hint of relief appeared in his eyes.

He nodded and said, "That's good. As long as Shanbao is here, our tribe still has hope."

"Tell everyone to go back and pack up and prepare to leave here."

Everyone dispersed and went about their business.

When the Brahmas packed their bags and set out on the migration journey, it was already dark.

The tribesmen led the livestock loaded with supplies, and carried the elderly and children, and began to head south.

Ula walked in front of the team, Maha in the middle, and Kshatriya at the end, ready to deal with any possible danger at any time.

But they never thought that they had just set out for a short time.

A group of people wrapped in fox skins appeared before their eyes. They were dressed exactly the same as the people from the Jingyuan Temple during the day.

And the big man who claimed to be a messenger was also standing among them.

He stepped out of the line and laughed, "I knew you would run away!"

He looked down at the Brahma people and shouted loudly:

"Listen up, your people. How dare you disobey the orders of the Jingyuan Temple!"

"If you don't hand over the body of the mountain god, today will be the day you die!"

A Tu sighed, he knew that now the only option was to fight.

After a moment, Wu Luo and the other two looked at each other, and immediately took their bows and shot arrows.

The messenger just laughed brazenly: "Arrows? Do you think they can be of use to me?"

Sure enough, several arrows immediately sparked sparks on his body.

The messenger immediately laughed grimly: "Look! I can kill you all by myself!"

"Remember my name, Rama!"

At this moment, Rama tore off his fur robe.

The exposed muscles were coiled like a dragon, demonstrating terrifying power.

His hair was unkempt and greasy, draped over his shoulders.

A few strands of hay mixed in, adding a bit of wildness.

Around his neck hung a necklace made of unknown bones and sharp teeth, which made a crisp clash sound with every step he took.

There were several sharp bone spurs randomly inserted in the waist.

On his wrists, he wore wrist guards made of thick vines and sharp stones.

Seeing this, Uro took a deep breath and took the lead in attacking.

His figure flashed, and the stone blade in his hand pierced Rama's throat with a sharp sound of breaking wind.

Seeing this, Rama curled his lips into a cruel sneer, his eyes full of disdain.

He waved his hand, and a powerful airflow burst out instantly, forming an invisible barrier.

Uro only felt a huge force coming at him, and his body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, hitting the ground heavily, raising a cloud of dust.

Kshatriya and Maha felt nervous, looked at each other, and attacked at the same time.

The Kshatriyas, holding spears, rushed up from the side and struck Rama in the abdomen.

Maha circled around from the other side, trying to find an opportunity.

Rama, however, showed no fear. He just stretched out his hands, and suddenly a huge column of strong light rose up, bouncing the two men away.

But what was unexpected was that Mahajin kicked the ground and came to a wolf corpse surrounded by everyone.

He picked it up casually, and while Rama's attention was focused on Kshatriya, he suddenly jumped up and threw the wolf's corpse towards Rama.

“This is the mountain god you wanted!”

Rama reacted very quickly, dodged to the side, and then slapped the wolf corpse away: "Do you think I'm a fool?"

At the same time, Rama threw a backhand punch at Maha's chest.

Maha groaned as if struck by lightning. His body flew out and fell several meters away, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

When Kshatriya saw that Maha was injured, he rushed forward regardless of everything.

However, Rama's strength was too strong, and his attack was like a child's play in front of Rama.

Rama kicked Kshatriya in the abdomen. Kshatriya screamed, curled up on the ground, groaning in pain.

When Rama's attention was focused on Kshatriya, a fiery red circle rolled out from the wolf's body.

"This is..." Rama's attention was instantly attracted by this object.

"Is this the source of your power?"

A trace of greed flashed in Rama's eyes. He temporarily forgot the enemy in front of him and strode towards Shanbao.

He stretched out his rough, calloused hands and picked up Shanbao.

The moment his hand touched Shanbao, a suction force like an electric current quickly spread throughout his body.

A trace of astonishment first appeared on Rama's face, and then his facial features twisted in pain.

He wanted to loosen his grip and throw away the mountain treasure.

But those hands seemed to be stuck to Shanbao and could not be freed.

The light of Shanbao became stronger and stronger, like a scorching sun, stinging people's eyes.

Rama's body began to tremble, his muscles gradually atrophied, and his originally plump skin became shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye.

His hair fell out one by one, and the wrinkles on his face deepened rapidly, as if he had aged dozens of years in an instant.

When Uro, Shali and Maha saw this scene, they were all stunned, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.

Rama wanted to roar and resist this force, but only a faint "hissing" sound came out of his throat.

As time passed, his body became increasingly shriveled, as if the water and strength were being drained away bit by bit by Shanbao.

In a moment, this majestic man turned into a skinny corpse.

The skin clung to the bones, and the eyes were sunken and lifeless.

The light of Shanbao gradually dimmed and returned to its original softness.

Rama's body also fell to the ground helplessly, still holding the mountain treasure tightly in his hand. (End of this chapter)