Hua Xu Shi had thought Lei Ze was a perilous place, but it turned out to be far less dangerous than the rumors claimed. After avoiding several powerful demon beasts, she actually made her way into the depths of Lei Ze.
However, she had been gone too long. Following the traces of aura she had left behind, the people of the tribe discovered her whereabouts.
The entire tribe was instantly enraged. Was she not offending the tribe's guardian deity by doing this? If the deity became wrathful, the Feng Gun Tribe would suffer disaster.
Thus, countless clan members gathered at Hua Xu Mountain and stood guard at the entrance to Lei Ze, waiting for Hua Xu Shi to return.
From the mountaintop, Han Xi found the Human Race's behavior rather amusing. Lei Ze was merely the Dao Field of the great god Lei Ze. The Feng Gun Tribe had indeed received some protection due to its geographical advantage.
Lei Ze had never taken the Feng Gun Tribe's offerings to heart, so how could he possibly vent his anger on the Human Race because of Hua Xu Shi?
Perhaps because this place was far from the Yellow River Basin, the Human Race's way of thinking had changed. The only ones they should have revered were Nuwa and Laozi, perhaps along with Zhen Yuanzi, that Primordial Saint.
For someone like Lei Ze, the Human Race only needed to maintain a sense of reverence.
Perhaps this was the Human Race's common failing. Because they were weak and felt the gap between themselves and others was too vast, they regarded the other party as a deity and dared not overstep their bounds.
Compared to the Wu and Demon races, the Human Race indeed possessed many virtues, but they lacked the courage of those two