Have you not seen that since the arrival of Chu Xisheng driving the ants, the Southern Heavenly Emperor not only lacked the courage to lead an army in resistance but didn’t even dare set foot beyond the sixth layer of Buzhou Mountain.
Huang Tianyan’s gaze swept from left to right, and from right to left, three tis in a row, seeing the entire Observation Platform as silent as death, showing disappointnt: "No one? Is it possible that among the tens of billions of people in the Giant Spirit tribes, there isn’t a single hero?"
He sneered silently, the sarcasm in his words was full.
These people mocked him face to face for not daring to resist, yet none of them were willing to stand up.
Before finding a dharma gate to restrain Chu Xisheng’s Divine Intent Touch Death Blade, Huang Tianyan would be mad to mobilize the army and confront Chu Xisheng head-on.
This serves no benefit to the Fire God Tribe either.
If their strength is kept intact, then no matter what becos of Buzhou Mountain in the future, even if he takes responsibility and abdicates, the Fire God Tribe can remain high above, still one of the most esteed tribes of Buzhou Mountain.
Conversely, if they suffer heavy losses in the confrontation with Chu Xisheng, then after this battle, regardless of whether they repel Chu Xisheng, the West Emperor Fire God Tribe will lose its imperial standing and might even be coveted and split by the other tribes.
The attending ministers, the tribal leaders, all couldn’t help but catch their breath, their eyes faintly flashing with anger.
At the sa ti, they also realized that this current Southern Heavenly Emperor was prepared to abdicate after the fact.
This clearly was breaking the pot to pieces, no longer caring.
It is said that the Divine Body of ’Fire God’ Yanrong has been completed and is gradually awakening.
What Huang Tianyan most wanted to do has already been achieved, and this throne to him is indeed dispensable.
Instead, the people dared not openly criticize this Heavenly Emperor, fearing they would anger Huang Tianyan, who might directly order them to resist that red ant swarm.
They began to lower their voices and discuss quietly.
"Is there really no way? I rember last ti it was the Dream Technique that forced him to retreat."
"Dream? Are you serious? Now let our clansn dream and allow those ants to devour?"
"Moreover, this ti, that guy’s Divine Intent Touch Death Blade is obviously stronger."
"No, I an make those Daluo Blood Ants dream, can’t we use magic to make them fall asleep? I checked historical records, in the past when the Human Clan subdued the Daluo Blood Ants, that Zhe Dragon’s Dream Technique played a significant role."
"That was an illusion technique, not a dream! The Daluo Ant Clan has no concept of dreams, they are the most hated by the lord of dreams."
"Illusion technique could work, should we seek Tai Chu Xuan Nu or the Lord of Thousands of Deceptions? Or should we go to the nearly extinct Peacock clan?"
Among the ministers, the Great Priest of ’Fire God’ Yanrong also rubbed his temples in extre headache.
This ti’s situation is entirely different from a few months ago; putting the tribes to sleep is no longer useful.
His eyes full of confusion, he stepped out from the ranks of the ministers: "More than a month ago, His Majesty already issued a decree for the tribal clans to evacuate to those poor mountains and remote areas, the more secluded the better. Why are all the tribes not following the decree and gathering at Buzhou Mountain?"
The people present couldn’t help but glance at each other, not understanding why soone would ask such a foolish question at this ti.
Soone recognized him as the Great Priest of ’Fire God’ Yanrong, who had been busy at the mountain top lately, summoning the soul for Yanrong’s Divine Body.
One of the Giant Spirits respectfully explained: "Great Priest, indeed, His Majesty conveyed this decree to the tribes over a month ago. The problem is that the tribes have little stored grain, hiding in remote places is fine, but the tribes can’t sustain without food.
Moreover, the Daluo Ant Clan’s 12 million Blood Ants, moving fifty thousand miles a day, with a front over a thousand miles wide, their compound eyes can spot regions thousands of miles away, plus there’s that Infinite Blade Lord who can remotely command with perception of Enemy Intent.
How can we avoid it just because we want to? Since those ant swarms crossed the Red Gobi, they began twisting and turning, sweeping across, many tribes couldn’t avoid and were exterminated. In panic, the tribes hurried to the foot of Buzhou Mountain."
The Fire God Great Priest couldn’t help but frown.
He knew what this person said was true.
The areas around Buzhou Mountain are incredibly fertile, with countless miles of rich fields, abundant resources, the Giant Spirit tribes wherever they put a little effort into farming, can live worry-free.
Buzhou Mountain is blessed by all gods, enjoying favorable weather yearly with no fear of famine, so the tribes don’t have a habit of storing grain.
They could also use the Slave Tribe as food, so slave tribe races, like the Human Clan, the Lizard Clan, once cleaned up, they are quite delicious.
The problem is the lower-level Giant Spirit Tribes, they don’t have any Slave Tribe.
They lack the capability and the qualification to manage Slave Tribes.
"I see."
The Fire God Great Priest sighed: "I rember His Majesty also gave an order that all Buzhou Mountain tribes should dig deep pits to counter the ant swarms. Why did these tribes ignore His Majesty’s decree?"
These Daluo ant swarms also excel at digging, even mastering extrely powerful Earth Escape Skills.
However, ’Southern Heavenly Emperor’ Huang Tianyan predicted that Chu Xisheng wouldn’t dare let the Daluo ant swarms pursue underground.
This would increase the risk of the ants getting out of control.
"The tribes can’t even feed themselves, how would they have ti to dig pits? They believe if they truly encounter that demon, a single Divine Intent Saber could slay them, what’s the use of digging? Moreover—"
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