As Bai Zhuo's words fell, everyone finally realized that among those present, the only ones left were insignificant members of the Crimson Li Tribe's collateral lineages.
The direct descendants, including Chi Yi, had all vanished.
"Everyone, it seems you've noticed."
Just then, Chi Yi approached from outside the barrier with a group of people.
"Chief Chi, what do you mean by this?" Bai Zhuo asked.
"Can't you see it yet?" Chi Yi smiled. "The point is to have you and the monsters slaughter each other."
"Chief Chi, you're trying to wipe out our Nine Li Tribe!" someone said in disbelief.
"Did you set up this barrier?"
"No, no, it can hardly be called wiping out the tribe." Chi Yi shook his head with a smile. "From now on, our Crimson Li Tribe will be the only orthodox lineage."
"You're going to kill all of us just because of this?" someone asked incredulously.
"I think it may have something to do with the Nine Transformations of the God of War," Bai Zhuo said coolly after pondering for a moment.
"The so-called loss of the Nine Transformations of the God of War was also your Crimson Li Tribe stealing what you were supposed to guard, wasn't it?"
"Chief Bai, although your ideals have never aligned with mine, I have to admit that you're smarter than all of them," Chi Yi said with a light laugh.
"Do you all still remember the cultivation requirements for the Nine Transformations of the God of War?"
"It requires an enormous amount of blood essence," Bai Zhuo replied word by word.
"Do you know why none of the Great Chieftains throughout the generations could cultivate the complete Nine Transformations of the God of War?" Chi Yi slowly asked the bewildered crowd with a smile.
"The so-called lack