Chapter 12

This is the precious remains of an ancient and powerful fierce beast, which condensed runes. The bone script mastered by humans was developed based on these rare treasures, serving as the source of mysterious power.

The arm bone of the fierce beast fused with the arm bone of the stone tiger, emitting a brilliant light!

As a result, his strength surged, and his entire body, which was originally two meters tall, incredibly grew to three meters, becoming much stronger. Lightning-like light beams circled his body, and his blood energy was astonishing.

The green-scaled eagle let out a long cry. Although it was intimidated by the aura emitted from the beast bone, it was unwilling to give up. A lustrous glow gathered at its beak, which was like a scimitar, and the runes became increasingly powerful. It was preparing to launch an attack.

A mysterious power was accumulating, converging on the beak, which became increasingly brilliant. This frightened all the birds and beasts in the mountains, causing them to tremble and flee.

"Feijiao, you too!" The clan leader, Shiyunfeng, ordered another powerful man in the village to activate the second ancestral artifact.

Shifeijiao, strong and robust, threw down the wolf-tooth club in his hand, activated the mysterious power, and bone script immediately lit up on his chest, like stars twinkling. He quickly took out an old and bloodstained ancient beast skin from his chest and pressed it firmly.

"Boom!"

A wild and dominant aura spread in all directions, frightening the various creatures in the mountains. It was as if an ancient relic had appeared, even making the green-scaled eagle in the sky tremble, stopping its dive, its eyes filled with cold and tension.

Shifeijiao's chest glowed, and the old ancient beast skin fused with his chest, transforming into his flesh, emitting a powerful vitality and shining brilliantly. Finally, it formed a mysterious symbol.

A beast head faintly appeared, trying to break free from the symbol.

Shifeijiao seemed to have gained another face on his chest. The symbol formed by the fusion of the ancient beast skin and his flesh shone brightly, gradually taking shape, and the terrifying figure of a fierce beast became vaguely visible.

A powerful pressure swept through the mountains,震撼人心！

This was another ancestral artifact of the Stone Village, an ancient beast skin, whose origin was unknown, clearly also from an ancient fierce beast, and it had condensed a rare and precious powerful rune.

Most of the bone script mastered by humans was copied from the precious bones of fierce beasts, but this did not mean that all fierce beasts condensed their mysterious power in their bones. Some also manifested it in their skin, flesh, or even hearts.

Shifeijiao's entire body glowed more intensely, like flames dancing, his body shining brilliantly. A roar like thunder came from his chest, shaking the mountains and causing rocks to roll down.

This was not a common bone script copied and developed by humans; it was the most primitive source of power, the bone and precious skin, extremely powerful.

Ordinary villages and tribes definitely would not have such artifacts, let alone two at once. Clearly, the Stone Village had experienced an extraordinary period many years ago.

Shilinhu and Shifeijiao stood side by side, looking up at the fierce bird in the sky, releasing the power of the ancestral artifacts, with a wild and violent aura surging upward.

Clearly, nearby thorns, vines, and trees exploded.

The green-scaled eagle's cold eyes showed surprise and hesitation, not daring to approach, as if completely intimidated. Both sides were in a brief standstill.

"Ah, the clan leader is here! Uncle Linhu and the others are here to save us!" At the cave entrance, several children peeked out and saw a group of strong men approaching, cheering.

"Let's go, the clan leader and Uncle are here to take us home."

A group of children rushed out of the cave, running towards the adults. On this side, Shilinhu and Shifeijiao, relying on the two ancestral artifacts, went to meet them, and both sides quickly joined together.

"Are the kids okay?" A group of strong men rushed over, picking up their children, carefully examining them, afraid they might be injured.

"We're fine, we're all good, just a few minor scrapes," the children responded.

"Good, as long as you're fine." The strong men relaxed, then each raised their large hands and slapped the children's bottoms hard.

"Ouch, it hurts! Why are you hitting us? You were so concerned just now, but now you've changed your face!" The children cried out.

A strong man said, "One thing at a time. Since you're fine, we need to settle accounts. You're still just kids, and you dared to provoke a magical bird. If we don't beat your bottoms, we won't be your fathers!"

In the air, the green-scaled eagle glared, its eyes filled with ferocity, but it did not dive down, instead maintaining a cautious standoff, not taking immediate action.

The clan leader, Shiyunfeng, shouted, "Let's go quickly. Linhu and Feijiao's mastery of bone script is not deep enough to fully unleash the power of the ancestral artifacts. Let's return to the village now." He himself had a hidden illness and was not suitable for intense action.

The children were all found, and no one had any accidents, which was the best news. The group held large clubs and bent giant bows, carefully defending as they retreated to the Stone Village, with the children protected in the center.

"Wow, Uncle Linhu, you guys are amazing. The clan leader has been experimenting on you for years, and you've achieved such great results. You're all geniuses."

"Yeah! And, Uncle Feijiao, what weapons are you using? I've never seen them before. Do you need to know bone script to activate them? Uncle, you guys are really strong and mighty!"

On the way back, the children ignored the fierce bird in the sky, flattering the adults to avoid being punished.

"Less talk, I'll deal with you later!" The father of one child glared.

The green-scaled eagle followed them all the way to the village, stopping when it saw the old willow tree. It did not dare to enter the village, circling in the sky, letting out a loud, angry cry.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, having been followed by such a powerful ancient magical bird, their nerves were always on edge, as one mistake could cost many lives.

"Using the ancestral artifacts this time, I hope it doesn't cause any trouble," the clan leader muttered.

"Don't worry, clan leader. Who would pass by in these wild mountains? No one could have seen us," Shilinhu said.

"I hope so. The things passed down by our ancestors have been hidden for a long time. I don't want this incident to cause any changes," Shiyunfeng said softly.

The anticipated bloody battle did not happen, and they safely returned to the village. The descendant of the magical bird let out a high-pitched cry, its voice piercing the sky.

Upon entering the village, there was a commotion. Women rushed over, hugging their children, having been very worried when they received the news. The men, on the other hand, started looking for boards to beat the troublemaking "brats."

"You little rascals, I'll teach you a lesson, stand still!"

"Dad, don't hit me, I know I was wrong!"

The children ran as fast as they could, all escaping to the clan leader's yard, hoping he would intercede and stop their fathers from beating them.

Upon entering the stone yard, the children were envious and resentful. The little one, Xiaodian, was not being punished but was instead holding a small porcelain bowl, drinking milk with a small wooden spoon.

"Wow, Xiaodian, you're still drinking milk, and you're already three and a half years old!" one child shouted.

"Ah!" Xiaodian was embarrassed, holding the small bowl and covering it with his white, tender hands, his face turning red, his long eyelashes trembling, and he weakly defended himself, "You're wrong, I... I'm actually... drinking water."

"Ha ha..." The children laughed.

"We all got beaten, but you're drinking beast milk?" Pihou asked curiously.

"Because I told the clan leader a story, and he thought it was good, so he didn't blame me," Xiaodian's big eyes twinkled.

"What story?"

"The story of Xiaohong."

"Who is Xiaohong?"

"Xiaohong is the red bird, I've told you about it before," Xiaodian, Shihao, was dissatisfied.

The children all rolled their eyes and whispered, "If the clan leader believes that, he must be crazy. The Vermilion Bird is just a legend from the ancient era, how could it be real now, and chased by you?"

"Two years ago, something valuable appeared deep in the mountains, attracting many powerful ancient relics. An unimaginable battle took place, with a red flame burning through the sky, visible even from our village for dozens of days," the clan leader said as he walked over.

"Clearly, there is a fire beast deep in the mountains, but it's probably not the legendary divine bird, as that would be too unrealistic," Shilinhu and others added.

"That battle two years ago was truly breathtaking. I once saw a towering human-like creature carrying a black iron staff, taking a step that spanned several mountain ridges, but I couldn't see its true form," Shifeijiao sighed, still feeling chills.

The adults arrived, and the children's faces turned grim, knowing they were about to be punished, even being chased to the clan leader's yard.

"Clan leader, we took all the eggs of the green-scaled eagle, which can hatch descendants of ancient magical birds. They might rival the sacrificial spirit and protect our village in the future!"

"Right, our Stone Village will have flying war birds, three eggs of the descendants of ancient magical birds!"

The children tried to take credit, hoping to be forgiven.

"Do you know how much meat it takes to feed such a fierce bird each day? Food is always scarce for us, and we don't have enough to feed three large creatures."

"Ah!" The children looked worried.

"Besides, do you think it's over? Look outside the village," an elder sighed.

The children climbed onto a high platform and looked outside, immediately shocked. The terrifying green-scaled eagle stood on a large rock, its eyes cold, its scales gleaming, guarding outside, not leaving.

"Such a fierce bird is very vengeful. You stole its eggs; it won't let it go easily. It will be hard to leave the village to hunt in the future," Shifeijiao worried.

The children's faces turned pale, realizing they had caused a big problem.

"Ah, let's return the eggs to it. The green-scaled eagle must be very sad without its children," Xiaodian said softly, his big eyes fluttering.

"This featherless eagle is very terrifying. If we don't return the eggs, it might cause endless trouble, and the village won't have peace. Even with the ancestral artifacts, it's hard to deal with it, as no one can fully unleash the power of the treasures."

The villagers decided to try returning the eggs, and if that didn't work, they would think of another plan.

Three large jade eggs, crystal clear, with beautiful patterns and a lustrous glow, emitted a mysterious power, with divine light shimmering.

As soon as the group stepped out of the yard, before they had taken a few steps, the old willow tree, which was completely charred, next to the clan leader's stone house, suddenly moved. The only remaining branch, surrounded by green mist, descended like a brilliant chain, gently touching one of the eggs, making it glow intensely!

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