This Is My Primitive Tribe
Chapter 133 - 109: The Great Changes in Western Wilderness_2

Chapter 133: Chapter 109: The Great Changes in Western Wilderness_2

In the bamboo forest yard, Tang Yuan watched the giant eagle fly away longingly. It really wanted to follow, but unfortunately, it hadn’t fully grown and couldn’t fly long distances, so it had to stay in the tribe.

Chi Shao also stood beside Tang Yuan, praying in her heart for Jiang Xuan and the Old Witch to return safely.

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In the sky, the giant eagle landed on a mountain peak to rest every half-day and hunt some prey.

Jiang Xuan and the Old Witch, wrapped in thick, large beast hide, sat on the eagle’s back, enduring the cold of high altitude.

Fortunately, Jiang Xuan was already a Four-Color Warrior; if he were a One-Color Warrior, he wouldn’t be able to withstand such cold.

To Jiang Xuan’s surprise, the Old Witch seemed even more resistant to the cold than he was, probably protected by the mysterious Witch Power.

Most of the time, they huddled entirely under the wide beast hide, occasionally lifting it to check the outside.

The beast hide was frozen stiff, covered with thick ice and snow outside. Each lift required great effort, accompanied by the cracking of ice.

This situation persisted until the third day of their journey.

As the giant eagle took them deep into the Western Wilderness, the swirling snow suddenly disappeared, and there was no snow accumulation on the ground.

The temperature in the Western Wilderness was actually higher than where the Vine Tribe was.

Meanwhile, they often encountered dense clouds gathering, with occasional rolling thunder and silver snake-like lightning.

"What on earth is going on?"

Jiang Xuan couldn’t understand the situation in the Western Wilderness. Why wasn’t it snowing despite being winter, with many clouds gathering, thunder and lightning, but little rain?

The Old Witch frowned; it really was abnormal.

According to the records of successive witches from the Eagle Tribe and some legends, the Southern Wilderness was the warmest, the Northern Wilderness the coldest, while the climates of the Eastern and Western Wilderness should be similar.

However, the climate in the Western Wilderness now was warm, which was clearly strange.

On the fifth day of their journey, Jiang Xuan and the Old Witch had gone deep into the Western Wilderness.

Then, an unexpected event occurred.

That morning, large areas of fish-scale clouds appeared in the sky, along with a beautiful seven-colored glow.

However, at noon, while they were resting on a mountain top, the black giant eagle suddenly let out a sharp cry and spread its wings, urging them to get on its back immediately.

Once the Old Witch and Jiang Xuan hurriedly climbed onto the eagle’s back, it took off immediately, flying not forward but higher and higher.

Not only the giant eagle, but numerous birds simultaneously left the forest below, flying into the sky, while countless wild beasts were frantically running.

"Rumbling!"

At that moment, a sound like muffled thunder suddenly came from the ground, continuous and terrifying.

Jiang Xuan and the Old Witch, sitting on the eagle’s back, looked towards the ground.

They witnessed a truly terrifying scene.

The earth suddenly undulated like water waves, mountains crumbled, and boulders rolled. The ground was like a delicate porcelain suddenly shattered, with countless cracks appearing.

Towering ancient trees crashed down, houses on the ground collapsed instantly, wild beasts on the ground wailed and ran, while the tribe people in the area also ran and wailed.

"Earth... earthquake..."

Jiang Xuan looked at the terrifying scene on the ground, his face turning pale.

The Old Witch’s face was also pale. He had lived for most of his life but had never seen such horrific circumstances, only heard in legends.

Because the place where the Eagle Tribe was located had never experienced an earthquake.

The mountain top where Jiang Xuan and the Old Witch were just at also crumbled. Had they not left in time, they would have faced enormous danger like those people and birds and beasts on the ground.

The black giant eagle flew higher, clearly terrified and instinctively trying to stay away from the dangerous ground.

In the face of the might of heaven and earth, whether human or bird and beast, even a raptor like the giant eagle could not withstand; all they could do was stay away.

The black giant eagle flew farther and farther until it left the earthquake-ridden area, landing fearfully on a mountain top only when exhausted.

Jiang Xuan and the Old Witch felt a bit shell-shocked, as the earthquake scene had been too visually impactful.

During that moment, the ground, always stable, became a raging sea, and countless creatures on it perished in this disaster.

Jiang Xuan and the Old Witch did not leave the eagle’s back; they sat there, taking a long time to recover from the shock.

"Eat... eat something."

Jiang Xuan took out some dried meat and dried fruit and handed it to the Old Witch.

The Old Witch did not take the dried meat because his teeth were not good. He took a piece of dried fruit, chewed it slowly, but found it tasted like wax.

Jiang Xuan ate some dried meat to stave off hunger, then said to the Old Witch, "Old Witch, is this the reason for your unease?"

The Old Witch pondered for a moment, then shook his head, saying, "No, I feel there is an even bigger crisis. It’s an intuition."

What kind of crisis could be greater than an earthquake?

Jiang Xuan felt a deep bitterness, for human power was utterly insufficient in the face of such crises.

Like those tribes in the earthquake, survival depended only on luck.

Fortunately, such a crisis did not occur in the Southern Wilderness. Jiang Xuan felt a wave of relief inside.

Shortly after, Jiang Xuan looked at the scenery on the ground, increasingly noticing something amiss.

The ground was a dry yellow, with hardly any visible water. Even a small river in the distance had dried up.

"Old Witch, do you feel this place is a bit too dry?"

The Old Witch said, "Isn’t it always this dry in winter?"

Jiang Xuan frowned. He instinctively felt something was off but couldn’t say what.

After about an hour of rest, there hadn’t been another earthquake like before, easing Jiang Xuan and the Old Witch’s hearts a bit.

They rode the black giant eagle, continuing westward to find the "greater crisis" the Old Witch had intuitively detected.

On the sixth day, Jiang Xuan noticed a significant decrease in vegetation on the ground, and water sources were scarcer, the air even drier.

Without any reference material, he wasn’t sure if this was the Western Wilderness’s characteristic or a change in recent years.

But Jiang Xuan kept this situation in mind.

On the seventh day, eighth day... As they continued deeper into the Western Wilderness, the ground’s vegetation became increasingly sparse, with water sources like rivers and lakes becoming even more few.

Meanwhile, the temperature gradually rose, the sun strikingly hung in the sky, bringing waves of heat.

Jiang Xuan had put away the thick wide beast hide, even taking off one of his beast hide clothing.

"Old Witch, do the successive wizards of your Eagle Tribe have recorded this situation in the Western Wilderness?"

The Old Witch looked at the dry ground, shaking his head in confusion, saying, "No, our Eagle Tribe knows very little about the Western Wilderness. But I remember it should be similar to the Eastern Wilderness. How could this happen?"

Despite it being winter, the depths of the Western Wilderness were as hot as summer, while the ground’s vegetation was sparse, water scarce, and even birds and beasts were reduced, like a desert.

When the giant eagle landed again, Jiang Xuan found a large number of dead trees on the ground, some big, some small, some already rotten, some still fairly intact.

Jiang Xuan judged from those dead tree stumps still on the ground and some dried riverbeds that this place should once have been rich in vegetation and abundant in water.

The time it turned into this must not have been long.

If it had been long, the ground would no longer be soil but a spread of yellow sand.

"Earthquake, drought, could there be a connection between them?"

Jiang Xuan pondered for a long time but could not find an answer. Yet he vaguely felt there must be a connection.

Moreover, the changes in the Western Wilderness would significantly affect the Southern Wilderness and even the entire Primordial Continent.

The Vine Tribe certainly could not remain unaffected under such an environment.

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Congratulations to book friend "Xin Xuan Liang Sheng" for becoming the first elder of this book.