Barbarian Tribe camp.
The White-robed Venerable rushed from the rear to the Frontline to oversee the battle.
It was precisely because of his arrival that the previous order to halt the attack had been reversed.
However, now that he had returned to human form, his brows were tightly furrowed, and he looked deeply worried.
"Lord White-robed, was there some oversight in our arrangements?"
Behind him, a burly man with strange tattoos on his face asked in a low voice.
He was the Barbarian Tribe demigod who had luckily escaped Xiao Tianyang's slaughter back then.
He was also now the Grand Marshal of Armies for the entire Barbarian Tribe, a figure who controlled military power and wielded absolute authority.
Clearly, the one Xiao Tianyang had killed back then was the Barbarian Emperor.
Yet it was precisely because of that act that the voices within the Barbarian Tribe had become exceptionally unified.
After all, one was a real authority who controlled the army and whose Soul Power Level had surpassed level one hundred.
The other was merely a successor Barbarian Emperor who had not even reached the demigod realm. Comparatively speaking, that was rather unimpressive.
It was also thanks to his assistance that the White-robed Venerable and the others could so easily mobilize the Barbarian Tribe army to forcefully attack the Giant Formation.
A Human Wave Tactic like the one before would certainly not have been so easy to carry out if both Barbarian Tribe demigods had been present.
There were simply too many moral issues involved.
The Barbarian Tribe army was the foundation of the royal family.
If they lost those bargaining chips, what right would they have to negotiate with the White-robed Venerable and the others?
But this Grand Marshal of Armies clearly did not have so many concerns.
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