While everyone was feeling shocked and doubtful, the black smoke covering that figure condensed again, and wisps of black smoke slowly parted to uncover the face of a fierce and sinister Ash Beastman.
"Black Dragon Warlord, it's you!?" Gulidan was startled and furious.
The Black Dragon Warlord's face was sinister and cold, but looked quite crazy as he loudly hissed, "Gulidan, I found the gate within the prophecy! I am the person with the greatest contributions in the Tribe! I am qualified to be the Tribal Chief! Furthermore, I'm already too strong, I'm powerful enough that no one can tell me what to do! Whoever blocks my path to become the Tribal Chief will die. Gulidan, you are already dead!"
The Black Dragon Warlord shouted crazily. His emotions were out of control and black smoke was surging from his entire body. All the smoke kept condensing until it finally transformed into several hundred black spheres that were each ten meters in diameter.
