The Jiuli Tribe was about to launch a large-scale attack on the Houtu Tribe. By then, the witchfolk of the Jiuli Tribe had already quietly arrived at the outskirts of the Houtu Tribe's territory under the command of the Great Witch Chiyou.
This time, the Jiuli Tribe had gathered almost all its forces. Even the Great Witch Chiyou had personally set out.
The Great Witch Chiyou had eighty brothers, each one a fierce and formidable warrior.
When Jiang Qiyun returned as Liming to one of the Jiuli Tribe's temporary bases for this battle, a group of rugged Jiuli witchfolk were busy lighting fires and cooking.
Liming served as something like a scout for this tribe, so he was highly valued by the tribe's leader, Li Po. Li Po was also one of the more outstanding among the eighty brothers of the Great Witch Chiyou.
Jiang Qiyun had assumed that Li Po would summon him as soon as he returned, but he was told that the leader, Li Po, had gone out temporarily and had yet to return.
The speech he had prepared seemed useless for the moment. Jiang Qiyun was not in a hurry, instead chatting idly with everyone... He needed to learn more details about the people who possessed the method for forging the divine array.
Even if these witchfolk did not know much, surely what they knew would be more genuine than the information compiled by historians, right?
This should have been the opportunity of that hero, the Young Emperor, but now it has appeared early. And there is still no news of him... Humanity cannot be short one Great Heavenly God Array during the dark upheaval ten years from now.
Jiang Qiyun knew he did not have much time left.
Ten years... To cultivators with profound cultivation,