Chapter 2101: 875, n Totem, me God_2


    Han Muye’s words sent a shudder through Zhu Rong, who widened his eyes.


    A new totem?


    Didn’t the zing Prairie Tribeck a totem?


    Didn’t the zing Prairie Tribe renounce following the old paths?


    “You be the chief, the symbol of the n, representing the power of the n. In this way, your power can be lent to everyone, lent to those n members who inscribe divine patterns.”


    “Simrly, when you need it, the entire n can also lend all their power to you, and then,” Han Muye looked at Zhu Rong, his face solemn, “then, you can easily y high-tier divine beasts.”


    “If the n is stronger, with more members, maybe one day you can even fight against an Overlord.”


    Overlords.


    In today’s Primordial Wilderness, there was no mention of Overlords’ existence.


    High-tier divine beasts were the strongest known.


    Excitement shed across Zhu Rong’s face, then he took a deep breath and nodded.


    He knew, Senior Brother Han would not deceive him.


    A hundred dayster.


    The previously abandoned altar high tform was utilized once again.


    The current altar had been raised to a height of thirty feet, with mes ascending from it.


    All of the people of the zing Prairie Tribe had been gathered, huddling below the high tform.


    The nearly fifty thousand tribespeople upied an area of ten miles.


    Ten miles away, heads of Gray Wolves and heads of Demon Bulls, all looked up.


    They could feel the surging power on the high tform ahead.


    “Wooh—”


    The sound of the horn resounded, everyone looked up and saw Zhu Rong on the high tform, d in golden-red me battle armor and holding a long spear.


    Next to him stood Han Muye, wearing a green robe.


    Han Muye looking at Zhu Rong, spoke softly, “Zhu Rong, are you willing to give everything for your own n?”


    Han Muye’s voice spread throughout a hundred miles.


    Everyone held their breath.


    “I am willing to give everything for my own n.” Determination shone from Zhu Rong’s eyes as he gazed at all the tribespeople below him.


    At this moment, he could feel a peculiar power gathering.


    When Zhu Rong had finished speaking, many of the old members of the zing Prairie Tribe below had already clenched their fists tightly.


    They had experienced the tribe’s past hardships.


    “Zhu Rong, are you willing to share and separate your power with your tribespeople, allowing everyone to be as powerful as you?” Han Muye asked again.


    Sharing power!


    Although all the tribespeople knew what arrangement was nned for today, when Han Muye asked this question, everyone was still stunned.


    How powerful was Zhu Rong?


    He was capable of fighting against divine beasts.


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    If they could receive his power, even just a thousandth or ten-thousandth of it, that would be unimaginably strong.


    “My poweres from the n; of course, I am willing to share my power with my n members,” Zhu Rong spoke out loudly once again.


    Share his power with the n members?


    How?


    Everyone looked up as those who had previously learned divine pattern engraving, but were unable toplete it due to inadequate strength, stepped onto the high tform.


    Zhu Rong raised his hand, and bunches of me fell upon these people.


    The mes transformed into golden marks that congregated on their foreheads.


    From now on, that was the me divine pattern among the n, also known as the totemic power.


    When this totemic divine pattern fell upon their foreheads, mes also ascended from their bodies.


    Yet, as the me enveloped their bodies, they didn’t fracture or turn into charred remains; instead, all of them showed expressions of exhration.


    Batch after batch of tribespeople came forward.


    Zhu Rong condensed mes in his hand and handed it to them.


    Each person receiving this me mark now had a trace of me Origin Force coursing through their bodies.


    Han Muye watched all this from one side.


    Naturally, he wouldn’t say that while everyone could borrow Zhu Rong’s power through the divine pattern division, they were also subtly nourishing Zhu Rong.


    Moreover, within the entire n, no one’s strength could surpass Zhu Rong’s.


    This suppression of power was simr to that of the bloodline in the Deste Wilderness.


    Looking up at the sky, a hint of emotion appeared on Han Muye’s face.


    The separation of divine patterns, the manifestation of the n totem, this was hispromise with the Primordial Heavenly Dao.


    Or perhaps it could be called a coboration.


    Bloodline and Origin inheritance were the methods of legacy in the Deste Wilderness.


    Refining weapons, battle formations, including direct infusion of Origin, these were all Han Muye’s skills.


    Now, Han Muye and the Primordial Heavenly Dao were working together to apply these methods on the tribespeople of the zing Prairie Tribe.


    This was to fully enhance the strength of the human race.


    Was it because the divine beast tribes within the Deste Wilderness were no longer able to support the Origin, or was it that these divine beasts had already lost the trust of the Primordial Heavenly Dao?


    Thinking of the ns of the Divine Source Heavenly Pce, Han Muye felt that it might be thetter reason this time.


    The divine beasts had betrayed the Deste Wilderness.


    “Boom—”


    As more and more people from the zing Prairie n epted the divine pattern power, Zhu Rong’s aura began to waver.


    He seemed to have reached the verge of his cultivation abilities copsing.


    Above his head, thunderclouds converged.


    This is one of the rules in the primordial world, once the power of the divine beasts declines too much, they might be deemed unworthy of controlling the Origin.


    In fact, it was a divine beast heavenly tribtion.


    When this tribtion appeared, the zing Prairie Divine Beast, the ck Tiger Demon, and the Gray Wolf all trembled violently.


    This was the fear of the power of heaven and earth.


    Han Muye looked up and took a step forward.


    A dense Light of Thunder emerged on his body.


    This heavenly tribtion, he would withstand it!


    “Boom—”


    “Boom—”


    “Boom—”


    …


    Every bolt of lightning that struck Han Muye was directly absorbed by him.


    In the primordial world, few forces could harm him now.


    His physical body and soul had already reached the Overlord level, he was an existence that dominated the primordial world.


    All the people of the zing Prairie n were granted divine patterns, even those divine and demon beasts each received a divine pattern on their bodies.


    From then on, these demon beasts had the seed of divine patterns, with the potential to evolve into divine beasts.


    When all the n members and divine and demon beasts surged with power, revealing the strength of divine patterns, there was no longer the surging me from Zhu Rong’s body.


    He seemed to have be a mortal.


    All his me power was dispersed.


    But the brilliance in his eyes was already too dazzling to look at directly.


    “Chief—”


    “Chief—”


    Countless cheers echoed.


    All were kneeling beneath the high tform.


    This was out of gratitude for Zhu Rong’s sharing of power.


    Zhu Rong looked up, towards the sky.


    He had not a trace of power on his body, but he took a step and stood beside Han Muye.


    “Senior Brother Han, let me withstand this lightning.”


    Without any excess Origin Force, Zhu Rong, just as ordinary, reached out his hand.


    All the lightning wrapped around his body.


    “Boom—”


    His body turned into me.


    This me seemed toe from the Eternal Ancient.


    Within the me, a figure emerged.


    A colossal stature.


    Golden chains of me all over his body.


    The ck armor he wore dripped with me.


    This was the aggregation of me Power, then transformed into an illusion.


    This was the condensation of the fiery power.


    The power emanating from this figure was only slightly weaker than Han Muye, who was at the level of an Origin Overlord with fiery power.


    The lightning dissipated, revealing Zhu Rong’s body.


    “Thank you, Senior Brother Han.”


    At that moment, Zhu Rong possessed the power of a Half-Step Overlord!


    Han Muye smiled and nodded, extending his hand to pat Zhu Rong on the shoulder.


    Below, countless cheers resonated.


    A sharing of me Origin had led to dozens more people in the n being able to inscribe divine patterns.


    The zing Prairie Tribe’s refining weapons speed also sped up.


    Three years’ time.


    The zing Prairie Tribe had grown into a huge tribe with three hundred thousand members.


    Thirty thousand of the n members had the power of divine patterns.


    The battle formation they formed now consisted of eight thousand people.


    This was the eight thousand strong army practiced daily under Zhu Rong’smand.


    The Floating Cloud Iron of Cloudfall Mountain had been nearly depleted, so now many in the tribe were looking for new spiritual minerals mines.


    “Chief, Zhaoling has sent news that they found a spiritual mine.”


    A muscr man clothed in tight battle armor quickly approached Zhu Rong, loudly reporting.


    They found a spiritual mine!


    All eyes turned to Zhu Rong.


    “Zhaoling found a spiritual mine in Bu Taishan, fifty thousand li away,” the muscr man reported, presenting the spiritual mine that he held in his hand to Zhu Rong.


    “However, the human tribe at Bu Taishan wants our zing Prairie Tribe to send troops to help them eliminate the demon beasts and divine beasts entrenched there.”


    “As long as we can clear out those divine beasts and demon beasts, they will help us mine in the future.”