Over the Withered Wood Tribe's ten-thousand-li wasteland, the smoke from days of warfare had yet to clear completely.
Only a few days had passed since the battle to defend the Withered Wood Human Race ended, yet the entire region had already shed its postwar desolation, replaced by a tense atmosphere of solemn silence. Ancient jade communication tokens linking the tribes lit up one after another. Waves of ancient spiritual power pierced forests and wastelands, reaching every human settlement in Demon City's eastern region.
The Human Race's six long-established tribes gathered as agreed at the Ten Thousand Races Deliberation Platform in the central heartland.
This council had been convened to discuss the crises the Human Race would face following the defeat of the Dwarf Race's Sakura Different Tribe.
Through this battle, the Human Race had been fully exposed to the surrounding major Different Races factions. This weak race, once huddled in an impoverished corner and barely clinging to life, had weathered the crushing assault of thirty thousand elite Different Races troops and two Highgods with its battered strength, even preserving its tribe's seed against the odds.
Such astonishing resilience would inevitably draw the scrutiny and encirclement of stronger Different Races factions. An immense crisis encompassing the entire Human Race was already quietly brewing.
As the greatest contributor to this victory and the central pillar of the Withered Wood Tribe, Shiheng represented his tribe and arrived on time for this highest-level council of the Human Race.
When he stepped onto the Ten Thousand Races Deliberation Platform, built entirely of ten-thousand-year-old black stone, his gaze slowly swept his surroundings, and a faint stir of emotion arose within him.
Around the platform, auras as weighty as mountains and as vast as seas crisscrossed, rising and falling.
The six great tribes, which had previously fought