The Western Qiang People hated the Pan Tribesmen with a vengeance. Nearly every tribe on the Great Earth had once been treated by the Pan Tribesmen as cattle and slaves for Blood Sacrifice.
The seeds of hatred lay buried in fertile soil. They needed only the right conditions to take root and sprout, bearing fruit where blood and corpses met.
That was exactly what Tang Changsheng and the others scheming behind the scenes needed!
And it was something no one could stop!
In fact, even without Tang Changsheng and the others fanning the flames, the Pan Tribesmen's brutal rule and their practice of capturing slaves en masse for Blood Sacrifice would inevitably have brought them into conflict with the other tribes of the King Pan Continent.
When the allied forces led by the Western Qiang People and the Youyu Tribe reached Dun City, every warrior who had never seen such a sight was shaken by the magnificent city.
To anyone, the city was a miracle. Its City Wall stood some thirty feet high, a seemingly seamless structure of stone that cast an enormous shadow across the earth and seemed utterly impregnable.
Even Tang Changsheng and Gu Junjie, who had seen plenty of the world, could scarcely contain their awe at the City Wall. It looked as though it had been carved from a single colossal rock!
Tang Changsheng fared a little better. He had seen the towering buildings of Great Chu and the Mirror World. Yet even after seeing those, he had never encountered anything as overwhelming as this seamless City Wall stretching over a hundred li around.
It was a colossal feat of construction. Without concrete, it could probably only have been built with the aid of Divine Power.
This was Tang Changsheng's first sight of a true Pan