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In the Cultivation Realm, strength is respected, and with Lu Qingshan's exceptional power, he is held in high esteem by Human Cultivators.
Facing the praises of many cultivators, Lu Qingshan acted as if he hadn't heard, gazing into the distance at a Silver Giant Eagle with its wings spread wide across thirty feet. Zhesen, a plump woman in a silver dress, and a burly man in a gold shirt stood on the back of the Silver Giant Eagle.
"Taoist Friend Lu, are you to command this great battle?"
The woman in the silver dress spoke out, her voice spreading across a hundred miles.
Haidori, at the Late Stage of Nascent Soul, was the High Priest of the Thunder Hawk Tribe.
"Indeed, the Barbarian Tribe is sending just the three of you to face us? That's underestimating us, isn't it!"
Lu Qingshan replied with a sneer.
"Our main force is still behind. Taoist Friend Lu, do you really think this handful of people you have can start a war with us? You're overrating yourselves!"
