Chapter 561: Unable to Communicate

The Fomen side was still cursing, unaware that many pairs of eyes were already watching them from all around.

You should know, the Witch Tribe has a large population, the southern rainforest is vast, and the Witch Tribe villages, big and small, number up to a hundred.

Adding them up, the population reaches over a million.

Moreover, there are sages holding the fort among them; if the Witch Tribe themselves weren't strong, the various great sects would likely have already moved to eradicate them.

It's precisely because the Witch Tribe is a tough bone to crack, and none of the great sects wants to be the one sticking its neck out, to go head-to-head with the Witch Tribe, only to end up benefiting others for nothing.

Thus both sides can maintain a delicate balance.

But now, the Fomen have been forced to enter the rainforest, and the Witch Tribe will surely not agree.

The starship hovered above the rainforest, and deep in the dense forest below, one after another, dressed primitively and basically wearing animal skins, the Witch Tribe people stared coldly at the Fomen starship in the sky.

At the same time, the Fomen sages on the starship, after calming down, also noticed something was off.

Under a sweep of Divine Sense, it turned out that so many people were hidden in the dense forest.

"This is.............."

One of the sages frowned and spoke, but before he could finish, several Witch Tribe sages had already appeared in front of the starship.

Upon sensing the appearance of sages, the Fomen side also immediately went on alert.

At first they thought it was the Dao Yi Sect pursuing them, but upon closer look, they saw it was just a few savages, wearing animal skins, their hair disheveled and hanging behind them, and they bore some unknown tattoos on their bodies.

In any case, they looked completely unlike normal people.

The Fomen sages also appeared, standing opposite the Witch Tribe sages. Seeing that the newcomers were not from the Dao Yi Sect, the Fomen did not want to become enemies, so one of the sages spoke up, his attitude still somewhat monk-like.

"Please don't misunderstand, we humble monks have no ill intent; we are truly left with no choice, so we..............."

But before he could finish, the Witch Tribe sage opposite directly interrupted him.

After saying that, all the Fomen sages were stunned—what the hell is he talking about?

He spouted a bunch of gibberish, but they couldn't understand a single word.

The language used by the Witch Tribe is very different from that of the Human Race; unless one has studied it specially, it is indeed incomprehensible.

This is also one of the reasons why the Witch Tribe has never been able to integrate into the Dongzhou Human Race.

Even some extremists believe the Witch Tribe cannot be considered part of the Human Race at all, but rather an alien race.

Furthermore, the Witch Tribe's own closed-off nature and reluctance to engage with the outside world have kept things this way.

"Um......... Fellow Daoist, I didn't catch what you said."

Exchanging a glance, the Fomen sage who had just spoken said with a complex expression.

Afterward, the Witch Tribe sage again spouted a bunch of gibberish, and the result was the same—the Fomen side remained completely bewildered.

Some disciples standing on the starship, looking at those Witch Tribe sages, said with gloomy faces.

"What is this supposed to mean?"

"I don't know; I only heard a lot of gibberish and still have no idea what it means."

"Where did these savages come from?"

The Fomen truly didn't understand, but on the Witch Tribe side, what they had just said was simple: they wanted the Fomen to leave quickly, for this was their territory, otherwise they would not be polite.

But after saying it twice, these people still showed no intention to act, which also caused the Witch Tribe sages' gazes to turn gradually icy.

"Hey, can't you speak human language?"

A Fomen sage with a more impatient temperament frowned at this point, saying, "I don't know what you're saying—how are we supposed to communicate?"

But this time, the Witch Tribe sage, instead of replying, chose to attack directly.

Only to see several Witch Tribe sages launch an attack without any warning; facing this sudden assault, the Fomen side was immediately startled and all raised defenses.

How could they suddenly attack for no apparent reason?

Moreover, down below, spears flew up rapidly, incessantly bombarding the Fomen starship.

Soon, the starship could not withstand the attack and was utterly destroyed.

And the Fomen disciples on the starship—those who fell fell, and those who hastily took to the air took to the air.

Before they could catch their breath, the Witch Tribe in the forest surged out, and in an instant the two sides were locked in battle.

Faced with the Witch Tribe's sudden assault, the Fomen side was completely dumbfounded, and at the same time anger rose from their hearts.

What on earth is going on in Dongzhou? Even the Dao Yi Sect would be forgivable, but you lot, a bunch of savages who don't know where you came from, don't listen to what people say and just attack—do you really think the Fomen are easy to bully?

"Courting death."

Some Fomen disciples angrily struck back, while all the sages were also locked in battle.

"Let's all not be impulsive; we came here with no ill intent, truly."

Moreover, a Fomen sage wanted to speak up to explain, unwilling to fight these savages, after all it would be pointless.

But the other side's reply was again a bout of gibberish, leaving the Fomen side with no way to communicate.

"Damn it, kill them—if the Dao Yi Sect can't handle them, can this bunch of savages really be any harder?"

Seeing this situation, the hot-tempered Fomen sage said fiercely.

After suffering repeated setbacks at the hands of the Dao Yi Sect, he already had a smoldering anger inside; now being inexplicably besieged by a pack of savages only made that fire burn hotter.

"Damn, what bird language is this? I can't understand a word—if you like fighting, then fine, this old monk will accompany you properly today."

Thus, the fighting grew ever more intense, and the Fomen side also launched a direct counterattack.

In terms of strength, the Fomen are indeed somewhat stronger, but if you think the Witch Tribe only has this much ability, you are dead wrong.

What makes the Witch Tribe most fearsome is still their command of curse power.

This method is extraordinarily eerie; even some Witch Tribe sages can perform direct curse-kills on enemies a thousand li away.

Moreover, curse power is impossible to guard against, for you never know when the other side is cursing you.

By the time you notice, perhaps the other side's ritual has already been completed; then trying to defend is too late—everything is already over.

So don't think that the Fomen now seem to easily hold the upper hand; in reality, this does not signify anything.

And the Shaman Tribe's current move is merely to secretly obtain the medium.

Not bad; to cast a curse, one must have a medium.

Under normal circumstances, hair is the most convenient—just a single strand of the target's hair is enough to begin the curse.

But facing a crowd of Fomen disciples, the Shaman Tribe felt extremely frustrated at this moment, muttering gibberish; in fact, these shamans were communicating.

"No way, big brother, these people don't seem to have any hair, and they're not wearing clothes—what do we do?"

"How would I know."

For a moment it really seemed like we'd met our nemesis; originally getting a strand of hair seemed simple, but facing these Fomen disciples, damn it, a bunch of bald heads—how are we supposed to do this?