At that time, this giant ghost already existed. Although its size was far smaller than it is now, it still stretched several kilometers long, commanding an area of the Blessed Land as its overlord, and it was the main force attacking their tribe during the ghost uprisings.

The chieftain gathered the most talented and promising members of the tribe together, feigned defeat, and was swallowed by the giant ghost. Then, they quickly unfolded a prepared array, sacrificing the lives of over a hundred strong warriors to forcibly carve out a space inside the giant ghost’s stomach.

To put it simply, they disguised themselves as a stone.

A stone rooted inside the giant ghost’s belly.

Inside this "stone," there were fifty carefully selected "seeds," all the tribe’s knowledge, and barely enough resources for their survival.

In the subsequent two thousand years, this group of "seeds" managed to evade the chase of other ghosts in this strange manner and survived by sheer luck.

After all, it’s likely that even the Ghost King couldn’t imagine someone hiding inside the belly of his subordinate general.

Later, as the giant ghost continued to absorb Yin Qi and expand its Soul Body, this group of people also grew stronger, with extraordinary talents emerging occasionally. Some discovered methods to expand the "stone," while others invented ways to steal Yin Qi, continuously improving their living conditions.

Now, the entire tribe numbers thirty thousand. Although these thirty thousand are cramped in a small space as if living in a narrow, confined submarine, they have persevered.

"It’s just a pity that the new generation of tribespeople no longer see the array as protection, but as some kind of prison."

"In that cramped space, there are those who yearn for freedom more than death."

"Seventeen hundred years ago, a genius invented a method to leave. From then on, we never ceased exploring the outside, although none of the explorers who left ever returned, let alone brought back any useful information. Yet many chose to believe that they lived freely after leaving here."

"I am one of them."

"I was once the tribe’s physician and among the top ten strongest in the tribe. I dedicated my life to the tribe, and as my life began to wane, I could no longer suppress my yearning for the outer world and decided to venture out."

"At that time, I had only one determination, and that was to die outside if need be!"

"But when I actually got out, I immediately realized the problem: the concentration of Yin Qi here had inexplicably increased to more than ten times what’s recorded in ancient texts."

"However, by then, I had no way back. I could only rely on the guidance of the artifact in my hand, heading towards the ’shelter’ said to be connected with the outer world in legends."

"But when I dragged my Yin Qi-corroded body there and saw the ground covered with bones, I understood everything. I finally knew the ultimate fate of those past, outstanding strong warriors who had left."

At this point, the person couldn’t help but cover their face and cry: "There is no outside anymore. We are the last survivors. Even if there is an outside, we must leave this Blessed Land, but given the density of Yin Qi here, no one can go out."

"And even if someone did go out, where could they go?"

"So I did the same thing as all the previous explorers did, which is also the last thing I could do."

"I cleaned this shelter, replenished the guiding device with the little Soul Power I had left, and then quietly sat here to welcome death."

As the words finished, Jiang Miaoyin couldn’t help but show a look of sympathy. She gently tugged on Chu Xiu’s sleeve and transmitted her voice: "Senior, they are so pitiful."

The outstanding young people of the tribe marched to their deaths one after another, and the final outcome was just to sustain a flicker of hope.

What was even more tragic was that this tribe might be the luckiest because they eventually awaited the arrival of Chu Xiu and Jiang Miaoyin.

"And all of this was actually caused by us." Jiang Miaoyin’s expression was somewhat gloomy.

Chu Xiu didn’t respond, only pondering over what the person said, thinking of an unsettling possibility, his expression turning a bit unsightly.

He naturally wouldn’t harbor unnecessary sympathy like this girl. What concerned him was that if the guiding device here was maintained by continuous support, then what about other places...

Sighing softly, Chu Xiu didn’t continue to dwell on it but turned to look at the person.

"So, if you want to liberate your tribe, must you kill that super-sized ghost?"