And the patriarch of the Yao clan is complicated in his heart at the moment, his son is not the opponent of the king of the Yao clan when he goes with a thousand Honghuang monks of the tribe, will it be successful if he sends someone over again?
The patriarch of the Yao clan waved his hand and told them to retreat, and then came to one of the oldest wooden houses of the Yao clan, where an old man was meditating with his eyes closed.
And the patriarch of the Yao clan did not dare to disturb him, but waited quietly beside him, and after a short time, he saw that the old man with a wrinkled face opened his eyes, but his eyes were hollow, and there were no eyeballs in them, but they flashed with some kind of wisdom.
"Clan Elder ......"
The patriarch of the Yao clan saw that this old man opened his eyes, and immediately told the matter, this old man is the patriarch of the tribe, and he is also the wisest person in the Yao clan, so now he came over to find a solution from the patriarch.
This wrinkled old man, with a pair of empty eyes, looked somewhere, as if he was listening to the words of the patriarch of the Yao clan, and after the patriarch of the Yao clan finished speaking, the patriarch seemed to have a reaction.
"The sky is changing, the Lord of the Flood Desolation has returned, this is the revelation left by the ancestors, the eight clans are one, and no one can disobey it."
The old man's hollow eyes constantly radiated the light of wisdom.
"The Lord of the Flood is back!"
The patriarch of the Yao clan shook his body and asked in disbelief.
"That's right, the king of the Yao clan is the lord of the desolation, and we were originally his people, so why resist it, go, this day is going to change.
Our eight tribes are waiting for this day.
The wrinkled old man said to him.
"Yes, clan elder."
The patriarch of the Yao clan trembled, not knowing if he was scared or excited.
And Chen Feng originally thought that he was going to have a big battle with the Yao clan, but he didn't expect the Yao clan to surrender, which not only surprised Chen Feng, but even the patriarchs of other tribes were stunned for a while, but the patriarch of the Yao clan didn't seem to be surprised, but took it for granted.
The eight tribes were originally the people of the Lord of the Flood Desolation, and if Chen Feng was really the Lord of the Flood Desolation, it was not unusual for the patriarch of the Yao clan to make such a decision.
And at this moment, an old man from the Ji tribe, the first tribe of the Flood Desolation, was also looking up at the sky, and then heard him muttering: "The sky has changed, and the Lord of the Flood Desolation has returned." ” But Chen Feng didn't feel anything at the moment, and he didn't even feel that he was the Lord of the Flood at all, where he came from, what his identity was, he knew very well, he knew that he was definitely not the Lord of the Flood Wilderness.
The Yao clan surrendered, and now Chen Feng controls four tribes, which means that half of the tribes are already in his hands, and the other tribes will be far away?
Chen Feng felt excited when he thought about it.
Lu Hong, the big devil, looked at Chen Feng with a bitter expression, he never dreamed that he originally planned to bring Chen Feng here to die, who knew that Chen Feng not only did not die, but also became a Honghuang monk, not only did he not get free, but he was eaten to death by Chen Feng, and there was no way to resist at all.
And Chen Feng felt Lu Hong's resentful gaze, and turned his head to glare at this guy, which made Lu Hong startled, like a frightened rabbit.
This guy is looking for himself, Chen Feng doesn't pity him at all, don't think that this guy is a good person, he is a big devil, as long as he Chen Feng is down, this guy promises to fall into trouble for him Chen Feng as soon as possible.
After the Yao clan surrendered, Chen Feng continued to conquer another small tribe, so that his strength expanded to five tribes at once, and there were still three big tribes left that had not yet moved, but it was a matter of time before he made a move, and no one could stop Chen Feng's pace.
When Chen Feng appeared in the First Tribe of the Desolate Flood with the mighty Flood Desolation monks, unexpectedly, the First Tribe did not have any intention of blocking or even fighting, which made Chen Feng a little puzzled.
This First Tribe of the Flood Desolation is the largest tribe and the strongest tribe, Chen Feng has calculated, even if he wants to attack it, he will need to pay a great price to do it, but things are beyond Chen Feng's expectations, this First Tribe has no intention of being an enemy of him at all.
Chen Feng watched the patriarch of the First Tribe kneel in front of him with the people of the tribe, making him feel as if he was in a dream, at first, Chen Feng thought that the First Tribe was going to play some kind of conspiracy, but when the patriarch of the First Tribe knelt in front of him and respectfully called him the lord of the desolation, Chen Feng suddenly became dumbfounded.
But in any case, whether they misunderstood or not, this is a good thing for Chen Feng, at least there is no need to fight to death, and with the surrender of this first tribe, the remaining two tribes have no accidents at all, and they also announced their surrender at the same time, in just one month, Chen Feng has become the master of the eight major tribes of the Flood Wilderness, and this result has made Lu Hong's jaw drop.
"Now that I've conquered the eight tribes, what should I do next?"
Chen Feng was asking the patriarch of the Yao tribe.
"Congratulations to the king, now that the eight tribes are united, you need to go to the ancestral lands of the remaining seven tribes to receive the revelation, and the king will have the answer in his heart."
The patriarch of the Yao clan said respectfully.
"Didn't you say that this desolate ancestral land can only be entered once a year?"
The ancestral land of the seven tribes, wouldn't he Chen Feng have to wait for seven years?
"That was before, now that the eight departments are one, the king of the Flood Desolation Ancestral Land can enter at any time without being restricted."
The patriarch of the Yao clan said to Chen Feng.
"I see, well, since that's the case, I'll go to these Seven Great Flood Desolation Ancestral Lands and walk around."
Chen Feng was relieved to hear that he didn't have to wait for seven years.
The first place Chen Feng chose to enter was the ancestral land of the First Tribe, and sure enough, the ancestral land of the First Tribe allowed Chen Feng to enter, and there was no obstacle to him, but other people wanted to enter, but they couldn't, so Chen Feng began to mumble a little: "Could it be that Lao Tzu is really the lord of the desolation?"
” Chen Feng didn't understand it, and he didn't bother to think about it, anyway, as long as it was beneficial to him, it didn't matter what the reason was, after Chen Feng entered the ancestral land of the first tribe, he found that the ancestral land in it was almost exactly the same as the ancestral land of the Yao tribe, and with his previous experience, Chen Feng was also familiar with opening his pure pupil and observed.
When he was in the Yao Clan's Honghuang Ancestral Land before, because there were other Yao people who went in with him, Chen Feng was not very good at studying unscrupulously.
But now that he was the only one in it, Chen Feng no longer hid it, but carefully observed, trying to find out some laws of the revelation of the Honghuang Ancestral Land.