After joining the Xia Dynasty's alliance, the Shang Tribe had absorbed much advanced civilization and culture.
They, too, had established a city-state in Shangqiu, and because they still retained some of the Dongyi People's heritage, they worshipped birds.
When Jiang Yang arrived at Shangqiu, before he even entered this ancient city, he could see vast stretches of farmland within Shangqiu, where countless hardworking Shang tribespeople labored at their farming.
Inside the city were people who had come from various states and tribes in every direction.
They traded here, exchanging goods for the things they wanted.
The Shang people maintained order and were also the largest traders of goods.
Jiang Yang and his companions headed toward the center of Shangqiu until they reached an exceptionally tall tree.
Sensing the powerful aura emanating from the great tree, Jiang Yang asked those behind him.
"I've heard that an extremely powerful divine beast dwells in the Shang Tribe, living alongside humans. Is it the owner of the aura within?"
Behind Jiang Yang, the middle-aged man in blue robes who had provided the location hurried forward to answer.
"Yes. The Shang Tribe is under the Dark Bird's protection. Before we brothers settled in the East Sea, we traveled through the Great Wilderness and learned about the Dark Bird's true strength."
"They say that Qi, the ancestor of the Shang Tribe, was born after his mother, Jian Di, accidentally swallowed a Dark Bird's egg. Thus, after Qi was born, a Dark Bird came here and took up residence to guard Shangqiu. It has been several thousand years."
"Perhaps the Shang people really do carry the Dark Bird's bloodline!"
"To think this Dark Bird has such a story. Then let's go up and ask whether the Dark Bird is willing to join my Demon Race."
Jiang Yang