Without the protection of an Ancestral Spirit, the entire Luli Tribe had frozen to death in that sudden blizzard.
But the Wizard of the Luoquan Tribe seemed far wiser. Tang Changsheng could already tell that he was tempted.
Sure enough, before Tang Changsheng had even finished speaking, the Wizard's eyes changed. He knew Tang Changsheng had not come all this way merely to talk. Several groups of Otherworldly Gods had already approached them, urging them to rise against the Pan Tribe.
But none had made an offer as tempting as Tang Changsheng's! With a White Calamity of the kind seen only once in ten years upon them, life would be especially hard for the Luoquan Tribe next year.
"The Pan Tribe won't be so easy to deal with!" the Wizard said after a moment's thought.
Tang Changsheng smiled. By coming out to meet him, the Wizard had already shown where he leaned. He had only been waiting for Tang Changsheng to persuade him.
"We've already wounded the Pan Tribe's Deity," Tang Changsheng said calmly.
"What? That can't be true, can it? Who could stand against the mighty Pan Tribe?" The Wizard looked incredulous.
He knew how powerful Tang Changsheng and the other Otherworldly Gods were, but reverence for the Pan God was rooted deep in the hearts of everyone on this continent.
They had never imagined anyone could defeat the Pan God!
And Tang Changsheng clearly had not come to joke about it.
"Far, far from here lies a place called the Black Rock Mountains. The Pan Tribesmen tried to conquer its people and failed disgracefully!
"The King Pan's son and heir personally led an army there, only to die in the Black Rock Mountains. They lost over a million troops.
"Now the King Pan thinks of nothing but revenge.