ery angry.This anger made his blood boil.He clenched his fist early on.Here's the translation:Let me know if you have any other text you'd like translated!Let his fist be filled with power.Dao Yuan's...Half-kneeling, following the guidance of Qihui's inscription, I dipped my right hand into the Totem Pool.

Jinghuo, his name now a testament to his deceit, donned a mask of exaggeration and began pacing around the totem pool, chanting under his breath.

What Jiang Wang was reciting remained incomprehensible, but as the prayer progressed, a faint crimson smoke began to emerge from the empty totem pool. It was very thin, but it was there nonetheless.

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Fiery smoke, like fish darting for food, surged toward Jiang Wang's hand. It clung to his palm, crawling up his arm and along his body, "swimming" toward his back with a clear objective.

Undoubtedly, this crimson smoke is the manifestation of totem power within the totem pool environment.

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Jiang Wang felt it, as the scarlet smoke was infused, the flame totem on his back began to warm slightly, then...

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It's over.

The feeling should stop at a slight warmth.

Because the crimson smoke in the Totem Pool had already been consumed.

Having finished the prayer to celebrate the bonfire, he removed his mask. His face was flushed, whether from exhaustion or simple embarrassment, it was hard to say.

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Jiang Wang glared at him with resentment.

Is that it

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This is what you call the purest and most righteous power of my totem

Whether it's pure or impure, right or wrong, I don't know. It's true that there are fewer of them.

I'm just starting to get a feel for it!

"It's not my fault," Qinghu Qiming hurriedly explained, "It's the chief's order. The totem pool stores totem power, how to use it and how much to use, I have no say in it."

At this time, a voice came in from outside.

“Yes, this is not the fault of the shaman. If someone from the heavens has grievances, I, Qing Tianlai, will bear full responsibility for them!”

The tall and muscular Qinghuo strode into the dark room, his expression calm.

“How did the chieftain come to be here” Qinghuo Qiming hurried forward to greet him.

“Bring the chess players, generals, and pawns of the Jing Huo tribe before the master to have a look.” Jing Huo Gao Chi said, looking at Jiang Wang: “Honorable guest, please forgive the Jing Huo tribe for its poor hospitality.”

"Indeed, not very thoughtful." Jiang Wang didn't beat around the bush, but neither did he continue to dwell on the amount of totem power. He went straight to the point: "Let me see the person."

"Outside." Qing Huo Gao Zhi said.

Ching Huo glanced at him with a hint of surprise. Outside, it was stated that these people weren't even qualified to enter the Fire Temple. Their strength was unimaginable.

The three then walked out of the fire shrine.

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Sixteen people stood outside the fire shrine.

Sixteen rows of weathered, creased faces, each etched with wrinkles deep enough to kill a fly. They trembled and shook, like a gentle breeze could knock them all down.

Jiang Wang looked at the raging fire and asked, "Have you given up"

"How is that possible" Qing Huo exclaimed, his voice burning with heat. "These men may be a bit older, but they are all seasoned veterans!"

Veterans are certainly a hundred times stronger than recruits.

But old soldiers, are not old fools.

In a game of life and death, with the power of totems forbidden, for ordinary people, the truth is that fists fear youth.

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Jiang Wang's face was expressionless. He only asked, "Are you trying to tell me I shouldn't have signed that contract with you That I made the wrong choice and didn't know who I was dealing with"

His tone could be described as severe.

With so many tribes in the floating land, he wasn't necessarily tied to the Fire Tribe. Even if he needed to fight for a spot, he wouldn't be unable to get one. Besides Lei Zhanyan and a few others, who could stop him

His face flushed red with embarrassment, for he had indeed done something underhanded.

But he still said: "The power of the totem cannot be used in the game of life and death. It helps the game almost nothing. Our warriors are fighting in the underground cave, and they can't even get their due share of totem power replenishment. I'm sorry, but that's all we can do."

If not for the arrival of someone from heaven entering the Life and Death Chess Game, who needed totem power to "deceive" the game itself, he wouldn't even be willing to give up this bit of totem power.

"What about these people" Jiang Wang asked. "You want me to take them to the game and fight for victory"

“It’s still the problem of the Earth Cave,” said Qinghuo Gaozhi, “My Qinghuo tribe is average in strength, and it’s difficult to guard the Earth Cave. Most young and middle-aged warriors are on rotation in the Earth Cave. There are only these warriors…”

“You can use it to die and save your tribe's rations, right” Jiang Wang interrupted him.

These sixteen elderly people all had serene expressions, likely already knowing what they were about to face and having made sufficient mental preparations.

From Qing Huo's words, I learned that the red lines on the faces of the Qing Huo tribe are a manifestation of the totemic power's levels.

His face was marked with eight red lines from the flames, a testament to his undeniable prowess as the strongest warrior in the Celebration Fire Tribe.

But these old men, their faces showed nothing.

The flames burned brightly and unabashedly, directly stating: "It's not about sending them to their deaths, but using them to fill the spots and make up the numbers for the game of life and death. Of course, if you can keep them alive, that would be best. If not, it's their fate. Our Qihuo tribe wants to continue, and we can't afford to have our young and strong die in this way anymore."

As a tribal leader, his words spoke volumes of his helplessness.

Judging from these words, the survival environment of the Qihuo tribe is even more harsh than imagined.

But the Qihofire Department was content with just placing in the top ten or so. As long as they reached a star general, their goal was accomplished, and they didn't strive for more. However, Jiang Wang couldn't be like that. After achieving his target, he deliberately came to this world, not for last place. He wasn't here to hang around with the Qihofire Department as idle companions.

"If I said I could help you win" Jiang Wang asked.

He emphasized: "It's about winning, not finishing sixteenth, seventeenth, or eighteenth."

At the moment of the blazing fire, Qinghuo's spirit surged: "Among these celestial beings, do you have the strength to come first"

Those who come from the heavens are often acquainted with each other, and they understand each other's capabilities. He wouldn't doubt that.

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Jiang Wang said confidently, "First place I wouldn't dare say. Top five, I have absolute confidence."

His words were spoken with conviction and were indeed true.

Qing Huo Gao Chi looked at him, still hesitating: "Historically, the later comers have never been as strong as the earlier ones."

“It’s very simple,” Jiang Wang said nonchalantly. “You have fists, and I have a sword. Why not try it out firsthand”

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He wanted to boost the morale of the Qinghuo clan while also learning about Fu Lu's cultivation system and gauging the strength of the Qinghuo clan. It was a win-win-win situation.

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Qing Huo, his smile bright, was clearly very pleased with Jiang Wang's reply.

"Is this the time"

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"It was at this time."

The celebratory fire blazed brightly, and his smile vanished. He stopped greeting people entirely. With a simple, decisive punch, he aimed straight for the chest.

Jiang Wang also simply raised his hand, using the sheath of the Shenlong Wood Sword to block Qing Huo's fist blazing with fire. He wanted to first test the strength of this person.

The moment the scabbard made contact with the fist, Jiang Wang realized he was outmatched. He immediately shifted his strength, turning resistance into momentum, and leaped backward gracefully.

The person is flying backwards, the sword hilt held horizontally across their brow.

Drawing the sword with a flourish, the blade sang!

A flash of cold light, cutting through the air before him, like the moon rising on the first night.

And then, with no indication of what would happen next, the flaming fist, roaring with intense fire, suddenly transformed into flames.

It's not fueled by fire, nor is it an illusion.

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Jiang Wang, thanks to his excellent perception of the fire element power, clearly felt that this fist, burning with celebratory flames, had lost its flesh and blood, becoming flame itself!

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The sword may have passed, but the fire still burns.

This flaming fist attacks the face.

Jiang Wang stood with his palm forward, a fiery blossom blooming in the center. It met Qinghuo's blazing fist head-on.

The expected explosion did not occur.

Before he could control the fireworks to explode, they had already dispersed on their own.

Jiang Wang felt that within the fire-elemental power he controlled, a sudden surge of “consciousness” arose, disrupting it just right, causing the blooming flames to collapse.

Bang bang bang bang bang.

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Jiang Wang transformed into a flaming meteor, exploding.

And as the celebratory fire blazed, that flame fist suddenly spread its five fingers, forming a gesture of grasping emptiness, and pulled downwards!

The blazing meteor, speeding through the cosmos, suddenly halted its frantic flight and began to plummet uncontrollably.

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