Chapter 4411

Unfortunately, that ancestral barbarian god stone statue is related to the ancestral barbarian god.

The barbarian god's essence blood seeps out from the statue only after extremely long ages, condensing into a single drop.

For the people of my Totem Holy Clan, it can be said to be an astonishing fortune.

If you cannot obtain it, you can only blame your own lack of strength.

Upon hearing this, the elders of the Huanglong Tribe and other tribes also let out a slight sigh.

However, that Tu Su of the Zhu Que tribe, and that surnamed Jun, had not left before.

Could it be that they could obtain that essence blood?

Man Wuji and the others did not believe it.

Even if Jun Xiaoyao's strength were even greater.

But the power of those five totem brands is not to be trifled with.

At this moment, the elder of the Huanglong Tribe spoke.

"Let's not talk about whether he can obtain it; even if he could obtain it."

"This barbarian god essence blood is also the supreme treasure of my Totem Holy Clan; it is impossible to let outsiders take it away."

If it were some other fortuitous opportunities or treasures, they might not care so much.

But this ancestral barbarian god essence blood is of such great importance that only a few drops can be condensed after countless ages.

They naturally would not let outsiders take it away.

Time passed.

Inside the Barbarian Wasteland God Temple.

Tu Su sat cross-legged on the ground.

At this moment, her body was wrapped in a layer of crimson divine flame.

That divine flame faintly took the form of a Zhu Que.

Moreover, not only that.

That Zhu Que was not merely a Nine-Flame Zhu Que.

But faintly shimmered with variegated hues.

It actually resembled the Myriad-Flame Zhu Que among the previous five great totems!

Know that, among the generations of powerful ones in the Zhu Que tribe, awakening the Nine-Flame Zhu Que bloodline is already considered the utmost pinnacle.

Tu Su's father, Tu Mo, can be said to be a heaven's pride of his generation, yet he merely awakened the Nine-Flame Zhu Que bloodline.

However, now, after refining a few drops of the ancestral barbarian god essence blood.

Tu Su's bloodline had its potential unearthed once again.

And it began to gradually transform into the Myriad-Flame Zhu Que bloodline!

Boom!

Accompanied by the surging of the Zhu Que divine flame.

Tu Su's crimson hair fluttered, and the aura within her body rose step by step.

Even more striking was.

Between Tu Su's eyebrows.

Actually appeared a crimson-red Zhu Que divine mark.

Making Tu Su feel even more like a Zhu Que goddess.

However, Tu Su did not directly break through.

This place is not a good place for breakthrough.

She suppressed her aura, intending to consolidate further before breaking through.

Tu Su opened her bright eyes.

In her fiery pupils, it seemed as if crimson streams of light flickered, making her even more resplendent.

"Thank you, Young Master!"

Tu Su thanked Jun Xiaoyao.

She could feel that her bloodline was undergoing a transformation like shedding the mortal womb and being reborn.

As if she had been reborn from fire.

This was no longer the level of the Nine-Flame Zhu Que bloodline.

But rather the stronger Myriad-Flame Zhu Que bloodline, recorded only in the ancient records of the Zhu Que tribe!

All of this is because of Jun Xiaoyao.

"Let's leave." Jun Xiaoyao said.

Tu Su nodded.

The two of them then also left the Barbarian Wasteland God Temple.

And just as they stepped out of the Barbarian Wasteland God Temple.

The people of the surrounding tribes immediately cast their gazes.

They immediately noticed Tu Su's transformation.

"Tu Su Young Lady..."

The people of the Zhu Que tribe here looked at Tu Su, their eyes showing surprise.

Especially those elders, looking at Tu Su, all felt their own bloodlines stir with some palpitation, under suppression.

The people of the other tribes, their eyes naturally were not blind.

"What's going on, could it be that he..."

Man Wuji and the others had their expressions freeze.

As for Tu Yan, who had long been ignored by everyone, she was now dispirited and dejected.

Their gazes also dully turned toward Tu Su.

Then, their expressions froze simultaneously.

"How is that possible? Could it be that you obtained the Ancestral Barbarian God's essence blood?!" Man Wuji couldn't help but ask.

"So what if I did?" Tu Su replied.

As soon as she spoke, the entire place was shocked.

"Impossible, even we can't handle those five great totems, how could you..."

Man Wuji's words trailed off, and then he suddenly looked toward Jun Xiaoyao.

All eyes gathered on him.

"It's you!"

Man Wuji, Hu Que, and the others all felt a jolt in their hearts.

Facing the five great totem brands, they couldn't even withstand a single move and were directly defeated and retreated.

Who would have thought, Jun Xiaoyao actually succeeded.

"Young Master Jun, the Ancestral Barbarian God's essence blood is of utmost importance to our Totem Saint Clan."

"If you hand it over, we will surely reward you handsomely." An elder of the Huanglong Tribe said.

Jun Xiaoyao smiled and said: "How unfortunate, it has already been refined by Tu Su."

"What!"

The remaining tribespeople were all stunned.

The people of the Zhu Que Tribe were similarly stunned.

Then, several elders of the Zhu Que Tribe flashed their figures.

They directly appeared beside Tu Su, while simultaneously looking warily toward the Huanglong Tribe and other tribes.

They looked ready to fight at the slightest disagreement.

Actually, the people of the Zhu Que Tribe are not stupid either.

Tu Su having problems, how could they not know? It must be someone secretly causing trouble.

They just couldn't find a solution.

And they also had no evidence.

Now, Tu Su has actually refined the Ancestral Barbarian God's essence blood, that bloodline talent will be unimaginable.

Even these tribal elders feel their own bloodlines being suppressed.

This makes them unable to help but think.

Could Tu Su have awakened the legendary Wan Yan Zhu Que bloodline?

That would be extremely terrifying.

If there are no accidents, Tu Su surpassing her father is only a matter of time.

Now, whoever dares to act against Tu Su.

The Zhu Que Tribe will truly mobilize the entire clan to fight to the death.

The other tribes are relatively better off.

Especially the Huanglong Tribe, their gaze toward Tu Su carries a hint of coldness.

However, they obviously still don't want to completely break face with the Zhu Que Tribe.

If the two major tribes were to fight to the death, it would only benefit the other tribes.

But it's very obvious, the Zhu Que Tribe this time will not make the same mistake again, and will arrange Tu Su properly.

And at this moment.

Jun Xiaoyao suddenly stepped forward, speaking in a light tone.

"You must also be clear about Tu Su's relationship with me."

"My Jun family, although in Jiuxiao Tianhe, has not established any power."

"But we still have some influence."

"I don't want Tu Su to encounter any problems afterward."

Jun Xiaoyao's words spread throughout heaven and earth.

Making the expressions of the Huanglong Tribe people even more unpleasant.

"Are you threatening us?" An elder of the Huanglong Tribe asked with a furrowed brow.

"Otherwise?" Jun Xiaoyao countered.

Direct and straightforward, clean and decisive.

The people of the Huanglong Tribe felt their chests tighten with anger.

At this time, the Zhu Que Tribe also said: "Now, Young Master Jun is already my Zhu Que Tribe's most important friend."

"Whoever targets Young Master Jun, my Zhu Que Tribe will not let it go."

These words made the Huanglong Tribe people even more depressed and stifled.

Even Man Wuji felt a sense of suffocation.

And Tu Yan, seeing Tu Su now the focus of everyone's attention.

She smiled, with extreme bitterness.

After all the twists and turns.

It was hers, and in the end, it still belonged to her.

The people of the Huanglong Tribe were helpless, and in the end could only let out a long sigh.

The Wild God Temple thus came to an end.

Jun Xiaoyao and Tusu returned along with the people of the Zhu Que Tribe.

At the same time, aboard a warship in the starry universe of the Wild Tianhe.

A man clad in a deep azure ancient robe, with cyan-gold dragon horns atop his head, suddenly raised his hand.

In his palm churned a drop of dragon blood, gleaming with a cyan-green luster.

"Finally, there is a resonance."