After traveling all the way, as they neared the Phoenix Perch Mountain Range, Xu Zimo became even more certain of his guess.
Several thousand people had already gathered around the mountain range.
After asking around, many of them came to understand what had happened.
Someone was pulling strings in the shadows.
But this was destined to be an open scheme, for it concerned the Nine Transformations of the God of War.
Who would not want it?
Perhaps it could change the course of one's life.
At that moment, many people were hesitating at the edge of the Phoenix Perch Mountain Range.
Just then, another group hurried over from behind.
This group was like an army, clearly more disciplined.
There were around a thousand of them. The moment they arrived, they took control of the entire scene.
"They're Direct Descendant Tribesmen of the Nine Li Tribe," someone in the crowd said quietly.
The Nine Li Tribe was likewise divided into direct descendants and the Collateral Lineage.
The so-called Collateral Lineage consisted of people like Xu Zimo, who had only recently joined the Nine Li Tribe, had no sense of belonging, and had rendered no service.
To put it bluntly, they had simply come seeking shelter.
Direct Descendant Tribesmen, on the other hand, had mostly lived in the tribe for a long time and made contributions to the tribe. Some were also descendants of Direct Descendant Tribesmen.
"Everyone, quickly gather with the tribe you have chosen. I have a few words to say."
A man in a yellow robe spoke from within the crowd.
"Who is that?" Xu Zimo asked curiously, looking at the person beside him.
"The chieftain of the Crimson Li Tribe, Chi Yi," someone explained softly. "Their tribe won last year's grand competition.
He is now also the Great