The upper limit of the human race was extraordinarily high, comparable to Gods and Devils, while its lower limit was extraordinarily low, with frail ordinary people making up the vast majority. Yet compared to the Hundred Clans, the human race possessed one most prominent advantage: formidable reproductive power.
Even if human geniuses and prodigies were relatively rare, bolstered by their enormous population, they still emerged in an unending stream. This not only narrowed the gap between them and the Hundred Clans in terms of peak combat power, but a flourishing population also represented a deep foundation and inexhaustible potential for war.
By now, even if the Hundred Clans were gathered together, their total population would still fall far short of that of the human race. As for peak top-tier combat power, the human race likewise held an absolute advantage. With this, what did the Hundred Clans have to compare with the human race?
Meng Zhao had thought of all this merely from observing a small You Clan Tribe. That was rather perceptive of him.
"This You Clan Tribe has a large population, but its relationships are maintained through family ties. The one with the highest status, the greatest authority, and knowledge of the most secrets is the You Clan Chief. If you and I want to learn information related to the Supreme Scepter, we must find him."
With their martial arts, wiping out this tiny You Clan Tribe would not have been a problem. But such slaughter had no meaning whatsoever. Neither of them was bloodthirsty by nature, so naturally they would choose a quieter and more effective method to achieve their goal.
The You Clan Chief's residence was also easy to find. Among the crude houses carved from black ice, the one with the largest grounds and tallest structure