"I will lead a hundred thousand cavalry—" Zhu Rong had just begun to speak when Han Muye gestured for him to stop with a wave of his hand.
"They won't be willing to compete in that case," Han Muye said with a light chuckle. "I want them to really come and compete."
When the Blazing Prairie Tribe's response was delivered, smiles appeared on the faces of all the principals of the Wilderness Alliance.
It was settled.
This matter was a scheme orchestrated by all parties, with divine beast powerhouses behind it.
Now the Blazing Prairie Tribe had truly fallen into the trap.
"We'll choose the Five Quantities Mountain as the location for the competition."
"As for the participating ritual masters and divine pattern masters, each tribe will select their own and then gather together for the competition and selection."
"This time, we will make sure the Blazing Prairie Tribe loses thoroughly."
At once, all the clans of the Wasteland sprung into action.
