It was only a few million miles away in two days. This was also the reason why Han Muye had rested on the way and assimilated Mu Changkong's divine flames before fighting the mutated beasts he encountered.
When he arrived at Zhuo Yuan's tribe, Zhuo Yu was still in seclusion. Elder Zhuo Zhenyu received Han Muye.
In the past hundred years, Zhuo Yuan and Han Shan had communicated a lot. Zhuo Zhenyu and Han Muye were quite familiar with each other.
"Patriarch Mu Ye is preparing for the Sun Seizing Conference. Don't worry, as long as my Zhuo Yuan Tribe has any treasures, feel free to mention them." Zhuo Zhenyu looked at Han Muye and smiled.
In the race, the higher-ups of the race often communicated.
They were unanimously optimistic about Han Muye's future.
It was a sure bet, a shoo-in.
Moreover, Han Shan's forces were not very powerful and did not pose a real threat to Zhuo Yuan's forces.
