The solemn and majestic voice of Kui Shen echoed throughout the grand tent. The surrounding deities wore grave expressions, sensing that following Kui Shen’s oath, a surge of intangible faith began to flow like a tide toward the warrior before them. His flaming cloak stirred up ashes that coalesced in mid-air into shifting images: centuries of conflict between humanity and the beast-kin, condensed and finally converging into a roaring crimson flame that seemed intent on incinerating all in its path.
Zhou Tieyi wore a heavy expression. The opponent had taken an oath to spearhead the battle against the beast-kin. If they could truly lead humanity to break through this plain and secure a wider, more hospitable land for survival, he, as a member of the human race, would certainly not spare his own strength.
However, since he had arrived in this savage world, the deities of the Mang Tribe had prepared such a grand divine war, and there was no doubt he had been calculated into their plans. This uncertainty regarding being used as a pawn made him hesitant.
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