Zhurong Tribe!
Li Qingshan's heart stirred, and his gaze fell upon the red-robed elder.
Zhurong, a peerless mighty general renowned throughout the world in ancient times for his mastery of fire, was the ancestor of the Zhurong Tribe. Among the Twelve Tribes, the Zhurong Tribe was the strongest!
Xiong Chuyue continued her quiet introduction. "The red-haired girl beside Zhurong You is his granddaughter, Zhurong Qianxue."
"A hundred years ago, she was only a lower Immortal King. I never expected her to have broken through to the middle Immortal King realm now. She is the number one expert of the younger generation among the Twelve Tribes!"
"At the Heavenly Realm Assembly a hundred years ago, she took first place. Even Gonggong Juefeng, the prodigy of the Gonggong Tribe, was defeated by her!"
Gonggong Juefeng?
Li Qingshan's heart stirred. Xiong Chuyue had mentioned the Gonggong Tribe to him before. It was also one of the Twelve Tribes and had been the Zhurong Tribe's sworn enemy for generations.
Moreover, the Gonggong Tribe was said to be immensely powerful. In recent years, there had even been signs that it might replace the Zhurong Tribe and lead the Lesser Heavenly Realm.
For Xiong Chuyue to mention Gonggong Juefeng specifically, he was clearly an extraordinary prodigy as well.
"Big Brother Li, you must be careful of Zhurong Qianxue and Gonggong Juefeng. At the Heavenly Realm Assembly, those two will surely be your most formidable opponents!"
Xiong Chuyue spoke earnestly, her tone filled with gravity.
Li Qingshan nodded, committing those two names to memory.
Zhurong Qianxue, a middle Immortal King and the strongest of the younger generation among the Twelve Tribes.
Gonggong Juefeng, a powerhouse capable of contending with Zhurong Qianxue.
The strength of these two was likely no weaker than Feng Wuji's—perhaps even stronger!
Just then,