Chapter 136: The Compendium of Demonic Creatures from the Mountains and Seas—The Demon God Gu Huo Niao (Yesterday)

The information Luo Zu obtained from Huang Liulang was not limited to just the Three Sovereigns and One Emperor; it also included the distribution of tribes within a radius of ten billion miles, along with a tome called the "Chronicles of the Ancient Rivers," essentially the demon clan’s own version of the Classic of Mountains and Seas.

Within its pages were records of various species collected by the demon clan: where they lived, their habits, physiological traits, and even how they were consumed.

Luo Zu meticulously counted, discovering the "Chronicles of the Ancient Rivers" documented a total of seven million eight hundred eighty-three thousand nine hundred forty-nine species.

Yet this did not encompass the entire primordial land, but only the living beings within eighty billion miles surrounding the Chu Xiong tribe.

On such a vast land, seven million species seemed scarcely sufficient; Luo Zu noted that the “Cavemen” had gathered over three thousand species of local flora and fauna within just a hundred miles.

So naturally, seven million species across eighty billion miles seemed deficient.

Moreover, the records weren’t confined to a short span but covered nine hundred million years since the founding of the Chu Xiong tribe, cataloging all life that had appeared on this land.

Hence, the number was truly sparse.

It could only be said that the demon clan of Chu Xiong was excessively indolent.

But the "Chronicles" contained more than just species: it detailed mountains and rivers, geographical features, customs of various demon tribes, celestial phenomena, and even sprinkled in some mythological tales—demon clan myths.

Thus, this tome was of immense importance to Luo Zu.

The Wū clan possessed nothing nearly as fascinating; they only recorded such lore within their bloodline, communicating with Luo Zu in a scattered, disjointed manner. Without Luo Zu’s fully honed spiritual awareness and mental “plugins,” he could hardly have retained so much information.

Besides this "Chronicles of the Ancient Rivers," Luo Zu also learned part of the demon clan’s plan in the current campaign.

Huang Liulang, a Celestial Immortal, was considered mid-to-high rank in this operation, involved in some of the actions. But the current situation was not entirely deliberate; he had been severely wounded by a Wū clan shaman, nearly losing his life. Luckily, he had used a Yellow Sand Treasure Orb and the Yellow Sand Escape Technique to flee successfully.

His subsequent plan was to sow chaos behind the Wū clan’s lines, then make his escape directly to the Chu Xiong demon tribe.

Unfortunately, he encountered Luo Zu, who restrained and captured him.

This intelligence concerned only Huang Liulang himself and reflected just the machinations of the Moon Wū tribe this month. Beyond this, there was a major event.

Far beyond a hundred billion miles lay a large tribe where the demon clan already had a celestial demon god descended, poised to battle the leader of a large Wū clan tribe.

This demon god was named Gu Huo Niao, a descendant of one of the twelve ancient demon gods.

By inference, the ancient demon god contending with the grand Wū was likely Gu Huo Niao’s father or mother deity.

The deep ravine cutting through the Zihuan Mountains was the residual effect of the battle between Gu Huo Niao and the Wū clan.

Perhaps this was not the only such impact; there were likely hundreds, even thousands, of such ravines stretching across a hundred billion miles, dividing the land.

This was the terrifying power of a demon god.

Compared to true Celestial Immortals, a demon god was a genuine natural barrier.

Luo Zu could scarcely imagine how a battle between Grand Dao Golden Immortals would unfold—whether it would cause the collapse of heaven and earth, or a reversal of time and space.

He chose not to dwell on such thoughts and instead prepared to join the feast with the elders of the Wū clan tribes.

Surrounding the Re Wū tribe were four smaller tribes, each with two to three elders stationed. Additionally, nine Wū clan commoners recently returned from the front line were present, totaling nineteen Wū clan members involved in the siege of Huang Liulang. They had also invited Celestial Immortals from allied tribes to join the assault.

In total, thirty-eight high-ranking Celestial Immortals had gathered.

They had patiently pursued Huang Liulang for ten years.

Only Luo Zu’s candid intervention swiftly resolved the matter.

At the feast, Luo Zu realized acting hastily without consulting these elders had been a misstep; he was unaware of their full strategy.

In his view, with their combined efforts and Wū clan magical instruments, capturing Huang Liulang would have been effortless.

They must have had some plan—perhaps to apprehend any possible allies of Huang Liulang.

Of course, Luo Zu’s thorough interrogation would never allow such a thing to go unnoticed.

Therefore, Huang Liulang had no allies; he was truly injured and fled recklessly, only to be subdued within Luo Zu’s enclosed realm.

“Luo, you did well. Thank you!” the Bone Elder of the Re Wū tribe toasted, raising a cup with seven vertical pupils.

His cup was unusually large, nearly as tall as Luo Zu himself.

Luo Zu feared that even a light clink might shatter his own cup.

Other Wū clan elders eagerly gathered to toast Luo Zu in celebration.

He noticed they clinked their cups with considerable force—perhaps one of many ways the Wū clan expressed their joy.

Although moved by their enthusiasm, Luo Zu knew mere toasts were insufficient; he needed to glean information during the gathering.

Truthfully, Luo Zu had always hungered for news from the outside world, absorbing all useful intelligence while filtering out the worthless to avoid confusion.

With so many elders assembled, intelligence surely flooded in from all directions.

First came good news, lively discussed right at the table.

The Moon Wū tribe had scored another great victory, having encircled and slain a newly arrived demon star’s army: one Mysterious Immortal, fifteen Celestial Immortals, and ninety-eight True Immortals.

But despite the triumph, many Wū clan elites had been lost, leaving the front line in disarray.

“Luo, I will report your merits,” the Bone Elder said again.

“Thank you, Elder Bone,” Luo Zu replied gratefully.

The Wū clan’s rewards were always generous; killing Huang Liulang alone could earn a high-quality Wū clan magical instrument, thirty million in magical currency, and a temporary boost in bloodline rank and privileges. Allied tribes outside the Wū clan received equivalent rewards, though without bloodlines they could not raise their rank, instead receiving a transcribed Dao technique as compensation.

Luo Zu naturally valued such rewards; acquiring a new Dao technique was always beneficial.

The feast soon broke up, with everyone busy attending to their duties. The front remained unresolved, so supplies were indispensable.

Those in the rear had to urge their tribesmen to complete assigned tasks on schedule; any delay could result in front-line warriors lacking weapons, a grave offense.

“Have you heard? The Ancestral Wū is about to develop a great technique to convert other races into Wū clan members,” the Bone Elder mentioned suddenly as they returned together.

The meaning was unmistakable: a clear invitation for Luo Zu to join the Wū clan.

Of course, this was a good thing from his perspective, but Luo Zu’s heart was not so sure.