The hidden dragon river, known as the first ancient river in the Aoxia mainland, stretches to the west, and is thousands of feet wide. As far as the eye can see, the surging river is like a tyrannical dragon, which is amazing.

Legend has it that this river is where the ancient dragon of the Ao Xia continent is located, and the Ao Xia people who have the blood of the ancient dragon naturally worship this river as a god and are in awe. Every year, during the annual festival, the various tribes of the Aoxia Continent will use their unique ways to worship by the Hidden Dragon River and pray for the favor of the ancient dragons.

In the middle reaches of the Hidden Dragon River, there is an ancient tribe called 'Zhan', which takes 'Ao' as its surname, they are a branch of the ancient dragon lineage, and there is an unpredictable potential hidden in the bloodline. This tribe has once appeared fierce people who opened the bloodline of ancient dragons, and they conquered hundreds of tribes on their own, and they are highly admired.

However, this tribe has been depressed for thousands of years. Dropped from one of the largest tribes to a lower-middle-level tribe.

The Zhan Clan is very low-key, even if it is a New Year Festival, they only send young disciples to cross the Hidden Dragon River, and through the resistance to the raging river, to convey the clan's pursuit of strength and reverence for the ancient dragon. There is also a legend that as long as a teenager under the age of ten can successfully cross the Hidden Dragon River, there will be an ancient dragon to lead him to the legendary Ancient Dragon Water Mansion.

The Zhan tribe occupies a very wide area, its inner spiritual field is rich in spiritual grass, the ancient trees are towering, and the magnificent buildings are in pieces, and it is an ancient tribe with great heritage at a glance.

'Woooooooo

The sound of the horns suddenly sounded in this tribe.

One tall man after another walked out of the building, all of them wearing their upper bodies, leaking black muscles and fierce beast tattoos. Beside them, stood a sturdy woman, lovingly holding a child in a snow-white bone robe.

"The New Year's Festival has begun, let's go, go to the side of the Hidden Dragon River. A man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist said with a smile.

"Huzi, after today, you will be ten years old, this year's sacrifice can't disgrace your father and mother, at least swim to the heart of the river!" said the sturdy woman with her hand raised.

"Jiang Xin, it's far away, but I'll do my best!" the young man named Huzi nodded after thinking about it.

"It's not your best, it's necessary! As a member of the war clan and as the son of my Ao Tiantian, why don't you have the ruthlessness of Lao Tzu?" the man with a tiger's back shouted with a dissatisfied expression.

Huzi looked displeased, but he seemed to have remembered some deeds about his father, so he could only bow his head and dare not answer.

"That's it, your father's fierce reputation spread all over the middle reaches of the region, why are you kid cowering in doing things, not as fierce as your mother and me?!" The sturdy woman looked at Ao Hu obliquely.

"No matter how fierce I am, can I be as fierce as Ao Zhan?" Ao Hu muttered dissatisfiedly, lowering his head so that people couldn't see his expression clearly.

"Ao Zhan ......" After hearing this name, Ao Zhantian and his wife both frowned into the word 'Chuan'.

"That kid is too fierce, too rebellious and crazy, even the patriarch doesn't pay attention to it, so he was ...... Hey, okay, what's going on with that kid. Ao Despised Tian wanted to speak and stopped, and then stopped, as if he didn't want to say anything more on the issue of Ao Zhan.

"If he comes to participate in the New Year's Festival, he will definitely be able to win the championship, and maybe he will be able to cross the Hidden Dragon River!" Ao Hu dragged the topic of Ao Zhan.

"He is indeed a genius who is rare to see in a thousand years, but it's a pity, it's a pity......" Ao Yantian sighed deeply.

"Alright, don't talk about that little madman, let's go, the New Year's ceremony will begin soon. The sturdy woman urged.

"Let's go. Ao Tiantian answered, and walked towards the clansmen with Huzi.

On the bank of the turbulent Hidden Dragon River, on a huge white bone altar, an old man with gray hair ** wore an upper body and a war skirt sewn from white bone pieces. He held a scepter, and the multicolored gems inlaid on it emitted a dazzling brilliance, shining on the embroidery all over his body, which looked very mysterious.

When the colored light disappeared, the tattoos on the old man's flesh became slightly dim, and only three of them were still faintly flickering.

"Bring Ao Zhan up. The old man shouted indifferently.

The Zhan Clansmen, who were originally cheering, were stunned when they heard this, and turned their heads with complicated expressions.

'Bang ......'

A moment later, the sound of chains hitting the floor was heard, tepidly, as if the prisoner was walking quite comfortably.

After a while, I saw two unusually strong warriors escorting a teenager out of the tribe. This young man has clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and he is not as strong and abnormal as the rest of the war clan boys, but when his eyes open and close, they reveal a depth that does not match his age.

"Hey~"

The boy grinned, a wicked smile leaking out. But wherever the eyes shine, the people who are swept are trembling all around, like falling into an ice cave.

"Ao Zhan!" the tattooed old man squinted and snorted, as if he was not very satisfied with his appearance.

"What?" Ao Zhan looked directly at the old man without fear, and his gaze flickered over the old man's chest. There, the tattooed three-headed lifelike beast turned out to be exactly the same as the embroidery on Ao Zhan's back!

"Ao Zhan, on the day of this year's New Year's Festival, I will ask you again...... Why did you slaughter the three tribes of Chiyan, Xuanyou, and Bi Yao in the first place?" the old man pointed at his scepter, his face was indifferent, and his eyes were full of anger and doubt.

All the Warclans fell silent again. They also didn't understand why this ten-year-old son of heaven would be so tyrannical as slaughtering more than a thousand people in one night two years ago, like a terrifying demon crawling out of hell.

Under the countless incomprehensible gazes, he grinned again, "These three small tribes were conquered by me alone, and their right to life and death naturally belongs to me, I don't think I should explain anything to anyone." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar.

"Although these three tribes have been conquered for you, don't you think it's too much for you to give you even an explanation for your atrocities? If they are all like you, which tribe will be willing to submit to my war clan in the future?!" the old man frowned and rebuked.

"Excessively, hmph, they all deserve to die! As for you lowly ants, live in the present submission!" Ao Zhan exuded a bloody spree around him, making the ten-year-old look extremely fierce.

Many of the tribes present who had submitted to the war clan shouted and screamed, as if they were about to get out of control at any moment.

"You're still so obsessed and unrepentant!" the old man sighed, ignoring the pressure of these tribes, and said lightly to Ao Zhan, "No matter how high your talent is, if you are allowed to grow, it will not only bring great disasters to my war clan, but I am afraid it will also bring disasters to the entire Ao Xia Continent." ”

Ao Zhan's eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes showed a cold light, "You want to kill me?"

The old man lowered his head and was silent for a while, his eyes flashed with a complicated look, and when he raised his head again, his eyes had become resolute.

"This son was only eight years old, and he was already a murderous man, and it took me two years to try to get rid of a trace of anger in his chest...... In order to prevent this son from messing with my ancient clan, in order to prevent this son from messing with the Ao Xia Continent, today, in the name of the patriarch of the war clan, I will give Ao Zhan a death!"

As soon as these words came out, the people of the war clan below suddenly exploded and discussed enthusiastically. Especially those subservient tribes who resented Ao Zhan, hoping to kill Ao Zhan today, so as to eradicate the worries and pimples in their hearts. There are also people in the war clan who think that Ao Zhan should be executed to strangle the threat in the cradle, but there are also people who shake their heads, thinking that Ao Zhan is the hope of reviving the war clan, and that they should be taken care of, and their life and death should not be decided so hastily.

"Kill me, hey, you're going to kill me?" The blood on Ao Zhan's body became more and more intense, as if a fierce beast was about to get out of control.

"I thought that careful teaching would turn you around, but I was naïve. Ao Tu sighed deeply, "Tie him to the altar and execute him!"

"This way of dying is an insult to me!" Ao Zhan roared, frantically struggling to break free from the thick chains that wrapped around him.

The three-headed beast tattoo on his back suddenly glowed, blending with the blood all over his body, causing his momentum to skyrocket. However, the black and white iron chain was forged by something, and it was impossible to break free.

"Let me die like a warrior, let me die with dignity, I don't want to die so aggrieved, let me die in battle!" Ao Zhan roared hysterically.

Everyone in the war clan was silent, and for a while there were many thoughts.

"Patriarch, although Ao Zhan is fierce and murderous, he has never done anything to be sorry for my clan. Ao Tiantian came out in line and stood under the white bone altar and said.

"Isn't it a matter of being sorry for our clan to slaughter three tribes that are dependent on us, chilling the rest of the tribes, and greatly damaging the reputation of our tribe? Ao Zhan must atone for his sins with death, and despise the heavens, even if you intercede, it is useless. Patriarch Ao Tu said in a resolute tone.

Before that, he had already weighed the pros and cons, and gave up the unbearability in his heart, he didn't dare to gamble, and he didn't dare to gamble with the entire war clan.

The crazy Ao Zhan looked at Ao Zhantian coldly, his eyes slightly puzzled.

"Ao Zhan's crime is indeed heinous, but he has never hurt a clansman, and I am not interceding for him today, I just want to beg the patriarch to give him a dignified death. Ao Tiantian said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, Ao Zhan couldn't help but glance at Ao Zhantian more, and a trace of gratitude flashed in his eyes.

"Hmph! How can this son be allowed to die with dignity after committing such a heinous crime?" shouted the dependent tribe below, looking indignant.

"Yes, not only does he have to die, but he also has to let him die a bad death!"

"Patriarch, you won't shield this kid and chill many of our tribes!"

"Extraordinary talent but vicious heart, it is a demon! For demons, burn their flesh and blood, temper their muscles and bones, and suppress their souls with holy fire!"

A group of people shouted in a mixed manner, and from time to time there were a few sharp and mean words, and more and more people of the war clan frowned. Although they were worried that Ao Zhan would bring disaster to the war clan in the future, but if they thought about it carefully, it was true that as Ao Zhan said, Ao Zhan had never harmed a single warrior clan.

"Shut up for me!" Ao Tu roared, showing the majesty of the patriarch, calming everyone, and then said solemnly, "Sink Ao Zhan to me in the Hidden Dragon River!"

"Patriarch!"

As soon as these words came out, the pot suddenly exploded below.

"Patriarch, how can such a heinous person die in the Hidden Dragon River! His sin will be for the Hidden Dragon River, and it will leave an indelible stain on the ancient dragon lineage!"

"Patriarch, no!"

Ignoring the shouts of the others, Ao Tu gritted his teeth and ordered, dragged Ao Zhan by two strong men, and walked straight to the middle of the Hidden Dragon River.

Ao Zhan Senran's eyes swept over one shouting follower after another, and grinned, "Remember me, you weak dependents!"

The faces of many dependent ethnic groups changed, and then they were furious, but they couldn't attack.

"Throw it down!" Ao Tu frowned and waved his hand, his tone resolute.

"Old man, before you die, please tell me why I have no father and no mother!" Ao Zhan seemed very quiet at this moment, and there seemed to be no fear of death.

"Because you have no father and no mother......" Ao Tu sighed, his voice so small that only Ao Zhan could hear it clearly.

The words entered the ears, Ao Zhan was thrown into the hidden dragon river, suddenly, the rushing and raging river water poured into the mouth and nose, the whistling sound of the river water in the ears for a long time, this hidden dragon river actually had a disorderly tearing force, as if to tear him apart.

Ao Zhan sank in pain, but he kept repeating Ao Tu's words in his mind, forgetting the struggle, forgetting the breathing, and losing the desire to survive.

"I have no father and no mother, how can this be, how can this be......" Ao Zhan is rare not to be so irritable, his mind is blank, in the face of death, he seems very quiet, his heart is empty, like the wind.

......

Tears flowed into the corners of Aotu's eyes, who knew how much he loved this child he had raised by himself, and who knew that the child had called him 'grandpa' and chased him for toys......

Everyone was silent with their own concerns.

Half an hour later.

"The New Year's Festival begins!" Tietu put aside his complicated emotions for a moment and shouted in a deep voice, the New Year's Festival is an annual event after all.

Hearing the patriarch's words, the originally dull clansmen immediately cheered again, and let their ten-year-old children walk to the riverside and begin to cross the Yinlong River to complete the ceremony.

"Ah, it hurts!"

The teenagers who went into the water all cried out in pain, only some of the more bloody teenagers gritted their teeth, resisted the raging river, and slowly swam towards the opposite bank.

"Come on, Huzi!" Ao Tiantian's daughter-in-law shouted vigorously.

"Haha, the first time Huzi went down the river, this is the only time he realized the extraordinary thing about the hidden dragon river, and it is also good to suffer a little!" Ao Zhitian looked at Ao Hu who was struggling to cross, and grinned.

Ao Hu performed well, stood out among many children, and was able to rank in the top five. His father, who was originally a little gloomy because Ao Zhan was executed, also showed a relieved smile at this moment.

'Boom!'

At this moment, a thunderbolt suddenly crossed the cloudless sky, followed by a deafening muffled thunder.

Before the people of the war clan had time to exclaim, they saw that the waves in the heart of the river suddenly surged, and then the snow-white water splashed straight ahead, as if thousands of fish were flying across. In a trance, a hundred-zhang giant hand poked out from the heart of Longjiang River, and the palm of the hand was red, as if it was stained with blood. As soon as it appeared, it stirred up the wind and clouds and changed color, rolling up the sky and dyeing the river red.

As far as the eye can see, the water waves are in the sky, the clouds are frenzied, the thunder is raging, the wind is howling, and the scene is terrifying.

"What's that?!" the Warclan shouted in horror as they backed away.