Divine Shaman
At the deepest reaches of Vermilion Bird Mountain stood the ancient Vermilion Bird Altar.
The battle of divine descent against the Wujiu Tribe had taken place here.
Millions of barbarian soldiers, countless commanders and Barbarian Generals, even dozens of late Golden Core Great Chieftains and great generals, had fought brutal battles here without sparing their lives.
Countless barbarian soldiers had bled dry and died for their faith.
In that slaughter, ancient mountain ranges had been blasted through, countless peaks razed to the ground, and the earth left scarred beyond recognition.
But now, the entire altar had been restored.
A towering wall enclosed its perimeter, while densely layered Array Techniques formed a Great Wall of arrays.
The corpses of those who had fallen here had all been collected and reburied in the Wilderness earth, their flesh and blood nourishing the Great Wilderness.
All of this had been done on Mo Hua's orders.
At this moment, Mo Hua stood before the altar.
The imposing holy beast Big Tiger guarded Mo Hua's sides.
Tie Shugu bowed behind Mo Hua and said respectfully, "Shaman, everything has been prepared according to your instructions. The Great Chieftains and Great Elders of every tribe, as well as the generals of the Main Tribe, have all been notified. In seven days, the Vermilion Bird Mountain God Sacrifice Ceremony will officially be held. Any tribal leader who fails to attend in person will be deemed a traitor."
"Good." Mo Hua gave a slight nod. "You may leave."
"Yes." Tie Shugu respectfully saluted, then withdrew.
Mo Hua watched Tie Shugu's retreating back with a deep look in his eyes. Then he paid him no more heed, turned around, and walked step by step toward the altar.
The huge Big Tiger followed closely behind Mo Hua.
Mo Hua crossed