Su Mo narrowed his eyes slightly. These Giant Spirit Tribe members were actually so overbearing.
Yet with a single sweep of his gaze, he was instantly startled.
There were not many people from the Giant Spirit Tribe, only a little over three hundred, but their cultivation was terrifyingly high.
At their head stood a burly middle-aged man, eight zhang tall, like a small humanoid mountain.
He wore a short beast-hide shirt, his chest bare, his face exceedingly rugged and covered in black stubble. He looked rather similar to the Butcher from the Merit Hall of Myriad Worlds Mountain.
However, he did not give off any particularly domineering aura. He seemed ordinary and unremarkable, yet unfathomably profound.
Among the other Giant Spirit Tribe members, aside from one Martial Saint and three Half-Saints who were elders of the older generation, everyone else was a young genius.
Every one of them possessed formidable cultivation. Even the weakest had reached the Martial Venerable realm eighth layer, while there were no fewer than a hundred at the Martial Venerable Realm, Ninth Layer.
However, among the younger generation, only one had reached the Half-Saint Realm.
At the sight of this person, Su Mo was reminded of the humanoid form of the Ancient Battle Elephant from the Azure World years ago.
He was a bald young man, over six zhang tall. He too wore a short beast-hide shirt, and his explosive muscles resembled coiling dragons, knotted and winding across his body in a truly shocking sight.
"Greetings, Elder Fengshen!"
"Greetings, Elder Fengshen!"
"Greetings, Elder Fengshen!"
At this moment, quite a few Martial Saint realm experts clasped their fists toward the stubbled middle-aged Giant Spirit Tribe man, their expressions respectful.
This man was a Void God realm mighty expert of the Giant Spirit Tribe, known as Fengshen.
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