On the brand new Tudenan's totem pole, the drawing of monsters and giant beasts that originally belonged to the Tudenan's ancient heritage occupied nearly half of it.
In the remaining half of the pattern, two-thirds of it was the image of the ancestral mountain spirit on the Luami's totem pole. Directly on top of it was a drawing of a ferocious-looking giant, whose body line was as solid as steel and his entire body covered with yellow and blue alternate scales that were round on the outside but square on the inside. It was howling towards the sky, battling and receiving the worshipping of countless aborigines.
"What the hell is this?" Zhang Lisheng turned around by the pit and looked at the drawing of his transformed body revealing on the totem pole. He had long recovered his normal body shape since he couldn't maintain his transformed form for too long. Unable to help himself, he muttered in bafflement.