The people within that tribe began to tremble in terror. Ye Tian's arrival had created far too great a spectacle.
The Phoenix Clan was one of the great clans between heaven and earth. Even after so much time had passed and its tribe members had gradually dwindled—
within heaven and earth, Phoenix Clan figures were rarely seen anymore. Yet not a single clan dared to overlook the Phoenix Clan's existence.
Perhaps their strength was insufficient to contend for supremacy over heaven and earth, but throughout all the ages that had appeared in this world, they had always been an undeniable force.
To this day, those able to ride members of the Phoenix Clan were as rare as phoenix feathers and kirin horns.
Moreover, every such occurrence had been treated as something unspeakable. At the very least, it could never be mentioned before the Phoenix Clan.
Yet today, this entire tribe saw Ye Tian arrive riding a phoenix.
And it was a phoenix with the strength of a Quasi-Saint!
They had even forgotten what they were supposed to do next, what they were meant to do to Ye Tian.
All their schemes and plans had become incomparably pale at this moment.
Although their tribe's strength was fairly decent, their move this time had mostly been meant to cooperate with the actions of those great clans.
It was so their tribe would not be utterly cast aside. This was also a matter of choosing sides.
If they had not followed the great clans this time, their own tribe would gradually be abandoned, and those great clans would no longer lead them.
This was the sorrow of a tribe that was not among the strongest, a vassal tribe.
No One could change this. This world, this universe, was fundamentally a place where the