The Thunder Beast Tribe Chief's Scheme

"The Thunder Beast Clan is a special case, isn't it?"

"After all, the Thunder Beast Clan suffered heavy losses; their ancestor perished there. To be honest, the Thunder Beast Clan has lost its protector."

"Their willingness to leave is understandable, but—"

"But anyone who dares to utter another word about withdrawing will be executed along with their entire clan."

He spoke through gritted teeth, and a surging killing intent emanated from his body.

As the uncrowned king of the North Sea, Yuan Futong naturally had his own outstanding qualities.

Both in terms of strategy and personal strength, he was an outstanding individual, clearly incomparable to other barbarian leaders.

The leaders of the other tribes were startled by the immense killing intent emanating from Yuan Futong and immediately lowered their heads, daring not to speak again. After all, they did not possess the methods of the Thunder Beast Clan's leader.

They don't have the same boldness as others.

When someone says they're quitting, it means they have the ability to quit; when they say they're quitting, they're practically courting death.

Yuan Futong nodded, noticing the looks on the other people's faces.

"Since that's the case, then it's settled. All clan leaders, immediately return to your respective territories, regroup your forces, and rebuild an army of one million—it won't be difficult."

"As for me, I need to help the other groups elect new leaders. Once everything is settled, I will wait for you all here."

"Victory or defeat hinges on this battle; anyone who dares to harbor disloyal thoughts will be killed."

The dozen or so powerful figures present all felt Yuan Futong's unprecedented killing intent and naturally dared not resist.

In fact, having come this far, they have no choice but to continue down this path to the bitter end.

When they decided to rebel with Yuan Futong, they had already anticipated this day.

I just didn't expect this day to come so soon.

It was so fast that it caught them completely off guard.

Soon, the dozen or so leaders present emerged from the cave and disappeared into the night.

Most of the scattered North Sea warriors outside were also taken away by these dozen or so leaders.

In last night's fierce battle, they were ambushed by the Yin Shang army, and suffered heavy casualties.

Half of the warriors were killed by the Yin Shang army, and a considerable number of them were killed and fled in disarray. The actual number of soldiers they brought with them was surprisingly only a few tens of thousands.

This left them feeling deeply humiliated and powerless.

After everyone left, only two men remained inside the cave.

One of them was Yuan Futong, the uncrowned king of the Seventy-Two Tribes of the North Sea.

The other one is the patriarch of the Thunder Beast Clan.

At this moment, the two of them silently stared at the campfire in front of them, without saying a word.

Yuan Futong looked into the campfire, for some reason, that stunningly beautiful face reappeared in his eyes.

Thinking of that stunningly beautiful face, Yuan Futong couldn't help but reveal a self-deprecating expression. He never imagined that a mere demoness could almost wipe out all the patriarchs of their Seventy-Two Tribes of the North Sea.

It truly surprised him, but when he thought of the woman's stunning beauty, he couldn't bring himself to hate her.

Clearly, everything about the other person was deeply imprinted in his mind; that captivating face and that ethereal, heavenly voice all deeply attracted him.

Yuan Futong took a deep breath. He had already made up his mind that once the Xiqi reinforcements arrived, he would invite several more ancestors to launch a general attack on the Yin Shang army to avenge their blood feud.

Finally, it would be best to capture that delicate beauty as well.

At that time, I'll ravage her severely, which will vent my inner anger.

Yuan Futong's expression became increasingly strange, looking somewhat depressed and ferocious, with a hint of lewdness in it, which was quite odd.

After thinking for a long time, Yuan Futong finally turned his gaze back to the man beside him.

Her gaze turned serious. Among the leaders of the Seventy-Two Clans of the North Sea, only this man could give her a sense of threat; the others were all just brutes, not worth mentioning.

Tell me why you want to quit?

"This is a crucial moment. If you back out, what am I supposed to do? The seventy-two barbarian tribes of the North Sea acted together with your consent."

"You're just going to back out like this? If you don't have a suitable reason, I'm afraid we might not be able to meet again in the future."

Yuan Futong glanced at the man beside him, then looked away, staring at the campfire in front of him, seemingly savoring the woman's beauty.

However, his words made it quite clear that he was extremely dissatisfied with the Thunder Beast Clan's withdrawal, and his tone even revealed a faint murderous intent.

The campfire in front of them was gradually affected by this murderous aura, and it burned more and more fiercely.

The leader of the Thunder Beast Clan was also a powerful being with a majestic appearance.

At this moment, his gaze was also fixed on the campfire in front of him.

The bursting flames cast a shadow of uncertainty on her face, making her expression seem equally sinister.

"Yuan Futong, haven't I already explained the specific reasons?"

"Our Thunder Beast Clan has suffered heavy losses in this operation. Even our Thunder Beast Ancestor, who protected our clan, has perished at the hands of that tyrant. What more do you want us to do?"

What can we do?

"If this continues, our clan will perish. For the sake of our clan's survival, we must withdraw."

Upon hearing this, Yuan Futong finally turned his head and glanced at him again, a faint disdain in his eyes.

"Do you think I don't know the true strength of your Thunder Beast Clan?"

"You're telling me here about so-called heavy losses? Do you really think I'm blind?"

"This time, the Allied Army of the Seventy-Two Feudal Lords. Although your Thunder Beast Clan has sent a large number of soldiers, they are mostly just the old, weak, sick, and disabled."

"I didn't call you out on it mainly to save you face, but today you're not giving me any face at all. What are your true intentions?"

Yuan Futong was extremely dissatisfied with the patriarch of the Thunder Beast Clan.

At this point in his speech, a faint killing intent was already emanating from him.

It seemed that it sensed Yuan Futong's gaze.

The chieftain of the Thunder Beast Clan revealed a mocking smile, it was unclear whether he was mocking Yuan Futong or the Allied Army of the Seventy-Two Feudal Lords of the North Sea.

After a long while, the middle-aged man finally spoke.

"This uprising in the North Sea is doomed to failure; it has no chance of succeeding."

"It's already a big favor that I personally led a group of people to cooperate with you, considering I'm even here."

"Even the ancestor was someone I first suggested sending out the Thunder Beast Ancestor."

"Our Thunder Beast Clan has suffered heavy losses, including the loss of our ancestor. We've already been very lenient with you."

"If you continue to be so ungrateful and keep targeting our Thunder Beast Clan, then you've really gone too far."

"If you still don't want to let our Thunder Beast Clan go, then let's have a fight. Do you really think I'm afraid of you?"