Kui Rong's voice was not loud, but the shock it brought to the crowd was beyond measure. At this moment, everyone's eyes were fixed on the young figure in the mid-air, dressed in cyan armor, wielding a black spear, his demeanor majestic and outstanding. Despite having just fought a big battle, there didn't seem to be a trace of fatigue on him.
Especially the war soldiers of the Gu Yuan Tribe, their hearts were on edge at this moment. They were afraid that their clan leader would agree to the opponent's conditions. As members of the Gu Yuan Tribe, they would obey the orders of the clan leader, but they can't help but resist internally.
