of!The might of Jiang Qiuyang, the power of the Jiang clan's bloodline, to them, was like a heavy cloud that perpetually hung ominously above their heads.Although they were indeed looking for Jiang Q...At this time, the voice of Hou Junyan rang out once more.

"The Five Peaks of Dahuang have been passed down through generations of our clan, and their existence dates back to a time before heaven and earth were divided."

"As for how it was formed, even among my own people there are no records left."

"What you see now is not the true appearance of the Five Peaks of Dahua."

But don't be fooled by its height, only a hundred zhang and ninety-nine steps. However, within this entire mountain peak lies supreme power.

If one's cultivation is insufficient and they forcibly attempt to climb, not only will they be unable to take a single step, but they may also be seriously injured or even killed by the immense power within.

"To date, of all the people in my tribe throughout history, including myself, no more than three have been able to walk up all these stairs and reach the summit."

Huang Junyan's words instantly caused a wave of gasps to ripple through the surrounding area.

Although few people know what level of cultivation Huang Junyan is, as the leader of one of the Nine Desolate Clans, he is definitely at least the Nine Desolates Realm.

Even the Nine Wastelands are hard to conquer, let alone for others.

"Well, I'll stop there. Next, the fifty of you will begin your climb up the Five Peaks of the Wilderness. You are allowed to use any method you wish."

"Last of all, whoever can walk the most steps is the first in this military merit competition!"

What Huang Junyan said sounded unbelievable to most people.

But they also knew that, with so many people watching, it would be impossible for Huang Junyan to lie.

...so much so that everyone wished they could be one of those fifty people, personally stepping onto Mount Wuyu and experiencing firsthand what made it so magical.

And the fifty people about to ascend this mountain, besides Ginger Cloud, the rest of them naturally all had their fists clenched and were straining every muscle, trying their best to step over as many stairs as possible.

Only Ginger Cloud remained composed, gazing at the Five Peaks of Desolation before him. His mind involuntarily recalled his own daring climb through the Five Peaks within the Wenti Sect long ago!

Although I don't know if the custom of climbing Wufeng Mountain is also a remnant of Dao Yuan, it does share some similarities with the present-day tribe's sacred climbing object.

"Climbing Wuyue Peak that year changed my destiny, allowing me to become my master's disciple. I wonder if this climb to the sacred artifact of the Savage Clan will bring about another change in my fate!"

In Jiang Yun's soft murmur, Huang Junyan looked at the sacrificial priest of his clan, the unremarkable yellow-clothed elder, and politely said, "For this competition, I would trouble the priest to officiate!"

Though the sacred objects of the Nine Clans are usually managed by the clan leaders, once they are taken out, it is actually the shamans of each tribe who are responsible for them.

This is also why Lü Piaomiao brought Lü Ze here.

The Shaman of the Wasteland nodded. "Good!"

After agreeing, the priest took a step forward, his smile vanished, and he looked at the fifty people, including Jiang Yun, with a serious face. "To ensure fairness, each of you will be given an hour to rest, meditate, and recover your spiritual energy."

After one hour, fifty of you will begin to climb the Five Peaks of Great Wilderness.

"As you can see, our tribe's sacred artifacts consist of five mountains."

Although each mountain peak has different heights, the number of steps and the difficulty of climbing are the same. However, for fairness, everyone will start climbing from the central peak!

As soon as the sacrificial words were spoken, everyone immediately sat down on the spot, even Jiang Yun.

Although he had once climbed Wǔfēng, the experience was still vastly different from facing this sacred artifact of the Barbarian Tribe.

He had no idea what kind of difficulties he would encounter while scaling the Sacred Artifact of the Wilderness Tribe, so naturally, he needed to adjust his state to its peak.

Besides, now that he lacks the Huntian Dao Body within him, his strength is also somewhat affected.

Fortunately, there is still the Diamond Demon Body, hoping to be able to make up for the lack of a Primordial Heavenly Body.

As fifty people successively sat down, the surrounding spectators gradually quieted down, but the expectation on everyone's faces was even stronger.

They came here originally just to see the might of the Barbarian army, but they were unexpectedly fortunate enough to witness the Barbarian holy relic.

This trip was definitely worth it.

While fifty people were meditating, Huang Junyan's gaze was fixed on his son, Huang Tu.

Because he found that Huatou's gaze was always fixed on Jiangyun.

This made Huang Junyan's heart skip a beat, a thought arising in his mind that even he found hard to believe.

He felt that Huatu's suggestion of letting everyone decide military merit by climbing a sacred artifact seemed to be solely for Jiang Yun!

He naturally already knew that Ginger Cloud was invited into the desolate army by Desolate Diagram, and before that, Desolate Diagram had even specially asked the priest to make a move, wanting to find out Ginger Cloud's origins.

It's a pity that in the end, there was nothing gained.

Now, Huangtu has specially changed the rules of the military merit competition for Jiǎngyun. This really puzzles Huangjunyan, why his own son would look so highly upon Jiǎngyun.

Although he didn't understand why, at this moment, Huang Junyan didn't ask any questions. He simply withdrew his gaze, closed his eyes slightly, and began to meditate.

Soon, an hour passed, and the officiant spoke again: "Time is up."

Amidst the booming sounds of the sacrificial ceremony, Ginger Cloud and fifty others opened their eyes, while those observing were all jolted to attention.

The priest continued, "Originally, the order in which you ascend the sacred objects should have been decided according to the military merit list. However, since none of you are satisfied with your ranking, I shall randomly select the participants."

"Whoever is chosen by the old man must immediately begin climbing the holy relic!"

There was no disagreement about the claims regarding the rituals.

After all, everyone is going to climb the holy relic anyway, so it doesn't make much difference whether it's sooner or later.

The sacrificial gaze slowly swept across the fifty people, finally settling on the face of a slightly thin middle-aged man.

"Huang Xun, as one of the three great generals of my Huang Clan army, you will be the first to take the field. I hope you can set a good example for everyone!"

A cold glint flashed in his searching eyes, he clenched his fists and spoke in a loud voice, "As you wish!"

Being able to become a barbarian general naturally means they are the best of the best among the barbarians.

Although Huang Xun's reputation may not be as great as Huang Yongfeng and Huang Yu, his true strength should not be underestimated. This time, he even surpassed Huang Yu on the military merit list.

At this moment, the ritual calling names starts with him as the first to climb the sacred object. This also gives him an opportunity to make a name for himself.

Under the gaze of everyone, Huang Xun slowly walked to the foot of the five desolate peaks, which were only a hundred zhang high.

But he didn't immediately begin to climb. Instead, he stood there, motionless.

A discerning person can naturally see that Huang Xun is adjusting his breath, trying to keep himself in peak condition.

While Huang Junyan and other powerful figures from the Huang clan, such as Elder Huang, were observing Huang Xun's demeanor, each of them had already deduced his final outcome in their hearts.

About twenty steps, struggling despite being severely injured, perhaps barely reaching thirty.

"Any higher, and it's impossible!"

After another ten or so breaths, Huang Xun finally took a deep breath, raised his foot, and stepped onto the first step in front of him.

It was at this very moment that on the seemingly unremarkable peak of Wufeng Mountain, a terrifying pressure akin to divine wrath suddenly erupted.

From the depths of that hundred-zhang mountain, it burst forth, transforming into a tempest and sweeping across all directions.

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