After that, everything went exactly as Mo Hua had planned.
Before the battle, Lugu declared that he had come to avenge the Shugu Tribe's strongest warrior—his elder brother, Bone Slaughter General.
Bone Slaughter General had been murdered in secret by Cangu, who had colluded with the Bifang Tribe and traitors within the Shigu Tribe. He had died with his eyes wide open.
Now that Cangu had been defeated by him, losing an arm, he had fled to seek refuge with the Great Chieftain.
The Great Chieftain did not know the truth and had been bewitched by Cangu. If this continued, the Shugu Tribe would be in grave peril.
"I have come to avenge my brother Bone Slaughter, to execute the petty man Cangu, and prevent the Great Chieftain from being deceived by treacherous villains, lest the Shugu Tribe perish overnight." Most Barbarian Cultivators here in the Great Wilderness were savage by nature and cruel of heart.
Yet their brutality lay on the surface. When it came to cunning schemes and the foul water in their bellies, they were certainly nowhere near Mo Hua.
In fact, compared to Mo Hua, these Barbarian Cultivators were as pure as blank sheets of paper.
Thus, the moment Lugu spoke those words, most Shugu barbarian soldiers were filled with righteous indignation and burning outrage.
Bone Slaughter might have been somewhat ferocious, but his strength in life had been far too great.
The more barbarian the tribe, the more it revered strength. Thus, within the Shugu Tribe, there were many who held the great general Bone Slaughter in deep respect.
Now, Shugu's mightiest general had actually been framed to death by a petty villain. It was truly the Shugu Tribe's greatest humiliation.
It was only natural for General Lugu to avenge his brother.
The Great Chieftain