With the full support of Huang Ji Zi Lu Tong Lan, Hei Lou Lan once again gathered a large batch of Immortal Materials and devoured them.
After digesting them, her totem finally reached completion!
"Very good. Your Youdu Strength Tiger totem has fully taken shape. With this single move alone, you are absolutely a peak powerhouse among Seventh Transformation cultivators — even in the Five Domains." Lu Tong Lan was quite pleased. "If you're interested, you can give it a try."
The Myriad Tribes Festival had already entered an extremely brutal phase of competition.
Every day, numerous tribes were destroyed, experts were injured, and tribe treasuries suffered devastating losses. Even worse, some sought revenge deliberately — and the stakes of their challenges were not Immortal Materials, but certain individuals' lives!
What secretly chilled Hei Lou Lan was that any Gu Immortal who died during the Myriad Tribes Festival would be sacrificed on the spot, absorbed into the yellow earth below.
The Lan Feng Tribe was in a very favorable position.
Because Hei Lou Lan held the status of Holy Son, as long as she didn't fall, once she grew to become an Eighth Transformation Gu Immortal in the future, the Lan Feng Tribe would automatically be promoted to Holy Tribe, carrying great prestige and power.
Therefore, almost no one came to provoke the Lan Feng Tribe.
Even those who harbored jealousy and wished to act against the still-growing Hei Lou Lan would have to weigh their concerns carefully. They would absolutely not dare to strike at a Holy Son in this sacred place, at this critical juncture — such an act would be the gravest disrespect toward the Great God of Wild Barbarism!
During the day, tens of thousands of tribes staged alternating challenges. At night, countless Patriarchs and Elders engaged in private communications, forging alliances and cutting deals.
Lu Tong Lan and Jiao Huo had been secretly coordinating all along.
Anyone who wanted to move against the Lan Feng Tribe would likely reach out to the Huo Rong Tribe, and vice versa.
The Lan Feng Tribe, possessing a Holy Son, attracted much hidden jealousy — including from people who normally chatted amicably with Lu Tong Lan!
The Huo Rong Tribe was also having a difficult time. They had lost a portion of their Elders half a year ago, weakening their strength, and were forced to affiliate with the Huang Zhong Tribe.
But the Huang Zhong Tribe had its own rivals.
The various tribes' powerhouses constantly clashed and fought.
Fortunately, since only totems could be used in combat, casualties were greatly reduced.
In normal circumstances, real life-or-death battles would involve other killer moves. Totem killer moves were merely a trump card; conventional means were typically trump card–level as well.
Over the past few days, Hei Lou Lan had her eyes opened wide.
She witnessed all manner of totems and came to recognize many outstanding powerhouses.
Her own totem had reached completion. The next step was to continue consuming materials, using the Youdu Strength Tiger as a foundation to integrate other Dao Marks, gradually transforming it into a totem specifically suited to her.
But there was another route: constructing a second totem, a third totem.
Powerhouses who possessed multiple totems had more diverse methods, but because their energy was spread thin, the quality of each totem suffered somewhat.
With the same expenditure of energy and resources, a single focused totem was clearly more powerful than multiple totems.
Which route to choose — Hei Lou Lan was still deliberating. "Historical records state that the Wild Barbarism Demon Venerable possessed countless totems, each one incredibly powerful. At least Eighth Transformation combat power, with a select few even reaching Sub-Immortal Venerable combat power. It seems the Wild Barbarism Demon Venerable chose the second route."
Days passed one by one, and the landscape of the Myriad Tribes shifted with startling rapidity.
First, those ordinary tribes that only possessed Gu Masters began dramatic cycles of destruction and annexation among themselves. Then this phenomenon began to spread to the great powers. Finally, even superpowers like the Huang Zhong Tribe suffered collapses!
After three Eighth Transformation Gu Immortals successively perished and were buried in Tian Yue Slope, the yellow earth began to emit a pale golden glow.
Within this pale golden glow, a path gradually materialized.
"The Myriad Life Path has appeared!"
"Hah… the Myriad Tribes Challenge is finally over."
"Only those recognized as true powerhouses can enter the Myriad Life Path and seek the Immortal Fortune left behind by the Great God of Wild Barbarism!"
Hei Lou Lan also gained some understanding: "So all the sacrifices were used to open this Myriad Life Path."
As a Sacred Body, she didn't need to compete at all — she directly possessed the qualification to enter the Myriad Life Path.
After deliberation among the Myriad Tribes, a total of eighty-eight individuals were selected.
Eight individuals were chosen for each level of cultivation.
Among the Myriad Tribes, of course, there were no Ninth Transformation Gu Cultivators, so at most they could only nominate eighty-eight people.
This number made Hei Lou Lan feel oddly sensitive.
Under countless envious gazes, the eighty-eight individuals stepped onto the Myriad Life Path together.
From the outside, the Myriad Life Path looked like nothing more than an illusory phantom. But the moment Hei Lou Lan and the others set foot upon it, they immediately felt something entirely different.
"It really does feel like a solid road beneath my feet." After taking a dozen or so steps, Hei Lou Lan's expression gradually changed.
Walking beside her was Lu Tong Lan.
Not far behind followed Jiao Huo.
These two truly lived up to their title of Ba Ji Zi, having stood out successfully in the Myriad Tribes competition and each earned a spot among the eighty-eight.
"Walking along this Myriad Life Path, every single step consumes our strength, our willpower, and even our Immortal Essence," Hei Lou Lan said.
Lu Tong Lan added, "Or more precisely, all of our foundations and strength are being rapidly depleted at a certain proportional rate."
Traversing the Myriad Life Path was fair to everyone — the difficulty was equal.