After careful questioning, Jiang Yang finally understood exactly what had happened to the Fuxi Tribe.
About half a month earlier.
The giant clan that had lived on Chengdu Zaitian Mountain for generations had descended the mountain under their tribal chief Kuafu's leadership, arrived at the Fuxi Tribe's settlement, and attacked them.
The Kuafu Tribes were all giants. Though they numbered only a few hundred, they were extremely formidable in battle.
A giant standing thirty-three feet tall could make ordinary people feel pressured simply by standing before them.
Hundreds of giants had stormed into the Fuxi Tribe, leaving Eighth-Generation Fuxi no choice but to push his aging body to its limits and lead the tribal warriors into battle.
Fortunately, every member of the Fuxi Tribe, man or woman, could put up a fight with a weapon in hand.
They had fought from dawn until dark, finally holding out until the Kuafu giants retreated.
But the tribe had suffered grievous casualties. Eighth-Generation Fuxi's death in battle, in particular, had left the people of the Fuxi Tribe demoralized.
And a tribe so large could not go a single day without a leader.
With the Great Shaman Zhu's support, Ninth Generation Fuxi had ascended to his position.
At the same time, the Fuxi Tribe had sent envoys to invite the tribes of the Great River Basin that originated from the Fuxi Clan to come to the Fuxi Tribe, witness Ninth Generation Fuxi's accession and his simultaneous succession as leader of the tribal alliance, and discuss a punitive expedition against the Kuafu Giant Clan.
Every generation of chiefs of the Fuxi Tribe served as leader of the alliance of tribes in the Great River Basin.
The newly established Jiang-Surnamed Tribe naturally also originated from the Fuxi Clan, from the great Fuxi Tribe, so an envoy