They were all residents of the Crimson Wasteland and believers in the Red King, but at the same time, each had its own origin.
The White Clan descended from the Daughter of the Red King, while the Chi Clan descended from the Son of the Red King... As for the last surviving Feather Clan, it descended from the Red Queen.
But only the Feather Clan were truly the Red Queen's followers.
At the height of the Red King's power, the White Clan was merely a regular race under the Daughter of the Red King. Its status was slightly lower than that of the Feather Clan. As for the Chi Clan, which belonged to the Son of the Red King, strictly speaking, their circumstances back then were only somewhat better than those of slave soldiers.
After the Red King's fall, however, the years passed. The Red King's various clans either died out or assimilated, and among the three remaining clans, the Chi Clan had worked hard—worked hard to raise its own status.
Now, the Chi Clan was even the largest of the three clans guarding the tomb...
Batuyak disliked the Feather Clan because everyone in it, from the priests at the top to newborn infants at the bottom, seemed to possess an innate sense of superiority over the Chi Clan.
After so many years of development, even the White Clan of today could only treat the Chi Clan politely.
With a vicious gaze fixed on the slowly descending carriage of the Feather Clan priestess... Batuyak suddenly revealed a mocking grin.
"Is that Great Elder Bowen of the White Clan? It has been a long time. How have you been, Great Elder?"
At that moment, a clear voice rang out. Fenxin Priestess slowly stepped out of the carriage and bowed slightly