"Third Elder! Our respects to Liao... our respects to the High Priest!"
While Xiao Ying pondered, the dozen or so Witch Clan members had already reached him and called out respectfully in unison, their deep, booming voices ringing like bells and shaking his ears.
Yet although they seemed to be addressing Third Elder Xue Suanni, their burning gazes were all fixed on Xiao Ying, curiosity mingled with unmistakable excitement.
Good heavens! The Tiangeng Tribe truly lives up to its name. Right here alone are one Witch King, two Great Witches, four Mystic Shaman Realm experts, and eight Jade Shamans! It seems the Barbarian Tribe isn't as weak as I imagined...
Though they bore no ill intent, the pressure they naturally radiated made Xiao Ying feel as insignificant as a speck before heaven and earth, almost suffocating him. Muttering inwardly, he bowed politely. "I am the High Priest of the Black Tower Tribe, of the Sky-Supporting Lineage..."
Before Xiao Ying could finish, all fourteen Witch Clan members shifted aside, not daring to accept his bow. Xiao Ying froze.
"Hahaha... you are the High Priest of the Black Tower Tribe. Apart from those of equal standing, you need bow to no one, regardless of their cultivation or strength!"
Witch King Xue Suanni laughed as he explained. After a pause, he continued with a respectful sigh, "We only just learned what happened to the Black Tower Tribe. That youngster Soul Devourer King wasn't much in terms of cultivation or aptitude, but his vision and resolve deserve admiration and respect!"
So this is the standing of a Barbarian Tribe High Priest? Even Great Witches dare not accept a bow from a Lesser Heavenly Shaman like me?
Xiao Ying appropriately observed a moment of mourning, gaining a fresh understanding of a High Priest's standing.
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