Beyond the sand waterfall lay another world.
This was a naturally formed, perilous stronghold. Within stretched a vast expanse of hills, broad and solid. Upon the reddish-brown hills stood the encampment of a great tribe, lit by firelight and flying bright crimson banners embroidered with soaring Danque birds.
This was likely another Secret Tribe of the Danque Tribe.
Moreover, judging from the desert terrain and architectural style, it was a particularly ancient Secret Tribe.
Chi Yan led Mo Hua, Danzhu, and the others into the tribe.
Along the way, quite a few Danque Tribe Barbarian Cultivators saw Danzhu. After their initial astonishment, they all showed delight and cried out:
"Young Master!"
"It's Young Master Danzhu!"
"Young Master Danzhu has returned!"
Danzhu held considerable prestige within the Danque Tribe and was deeply loved by its people.
Danzhu suppressed the unease in his heart and returned everyone's greetings with a gentle smile. Refined and scholarly in bearing, he carried an air of auspicious grace that naturally drew people's affection. Even Mo Hua secretly sighed to himself. With Danzhu's appearance, temperament, and character, he truly looked like a born "leader."
The upper ranks of the Danque Tribe might not see things that way.
But among the common Barbarian Cultivators, such virtue and kindness had won their hearts completely.
Amid the crowd's support, Chi Yan led Danzhu all the way to the great hall at the highest point. Turning around, he said, "Young Master, the Great Chieftain is waiting for you inside."
Danzhu inexplicably felt a little tense. His gaze tightened as he said, "I'm going to see Father." Then he could not help turning back toward Mo Hua.
Mo Hua said, "I'll go in with you."
Danzhu felt somewhat relieved and nodded.
Chi Feng and the others were stopped outside.
Danzhu and Mo