When the Emperor Yan held the Assembly of the Hundred Clans, it was not merely to reaffirm the Emperor Yan lineage's position among humanity. He also intended to use the occasion to unite the various tribes, select outstanding talents, and had thus offered an excellent prize.
For instance, the victors could enter the Emperor Yan Tribe and be personally taught by the ancient gods of the Emperor Yan Tribe.
Once they had achieved success in cultivation, they would be sent back to their tribes. Most would then become high-ranking members of their tribes, or even chieftains.
This coming and going would not only unite the tribes, but also deepen the ties between them and the Emperor Yan Tribe through those returning disciples.
What Yan Ju needed to do was even simpler: display talent befitting his status and overawe the tribal human gods of the next generation.
Making an underage Emperor Yan Crown Prince, born barely two years ago, overawe all the heroes was truly excessive.
Upon the vast open ground at the center, gods stood arrayed around the perimeter, while chieftains of every tribe had gathered. Flowers bloomed in profusion, a hundred kinds of banners fluttered, and countless totems stood tall.
The gazes of all the gods fell upon the spirited young High God in the open ground, each wearing a different expression.
Yan Ju stood upon the open ground. His face merely turned stern as he casually waved a hand and drove a warrior who had cultivated an immortal body from the field.
"Next!"
His expression was blank.
Who knew how many "opponents" he had already driven away!
Below, the many warriors of the Emperor Yan Tribe had long since erupted into thunderous cheers.
The cries for the Crown Prince were deafening, and the warriors of the various tribes