"Elder Tuluoze, the Immortal Alliance is just ahead."
At the head of the Savage Wilderness Tribes' forces, surrounded by blood qi like clouds of mist, a tribe chieftain whose blood qi had reached Blood Soul Realm Perfection knelt before the enormous figure seated on the beast-bone Throne.
Blood qi churned. On the shoulder of the hill-sized figure, a Totem Blood Spirit with a body like a python and three goatlike heads slowly turned around.
Under the gaze of six pitch-black vertical pupils, the tribe chieftain felt all the blood in his body come to a standstill.
"The Immortal Alliance..."
"Why do you think the King Tribe issued such an order?"
Tuluoze looked toward the brilliant, dazzling Immortal Alliance Domain in the distance, unable to help recalling what the King Tribe's envoy had said when he arrived that day.
"In that shattered land, there's a tiny place called the Immortal Alliance."
"Young Master Min He is quite interested in it, so I've instructed you tribes to bring that Plane World back to the King Tribe."
Tuluoze didn't give it much thought. The King Tribe was the undisputed ruler of the Desolate Realm.
Whatever the King Tribe wanted, once an order was given, those dependent tribes like them had no choice but to complete the task, even at the cost of their lives.
Otherwise, the fate awaiting them would be more terrible than death.
"Pass on my order. All Hewa Tribe warriors are to charge toward the Immortal Alliance with all their might."
"Kill anyone who stands in our way!"
"Yes!"
The Hewa Tribe chieftain nodded vigorously and leaped onto a war platform built from countless White Bones.
"The enemy is right ahead, brave warriors of the Hewa Tribe!"
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