Unparalleled After Ten Consecutive Draws

As words of the gods’ commandment for Zhan Xing to invade the Flame Bulwark Tribe spread across Firmament Star, it was just a matter of time before the Flame Bulwark Tribe was notified too.

Every member of the tribe descended into panic.

Although the Flame Bulwark Tribe had gotten stronger, they were still no match for the strongest tribe during that era, the Star Destruction Tribe.

More importantly, the members knew that the leader of Star Destruction Tribe was a Demigod. To them, he was the prophet of the gods in this mortal land.

To go against Zhan Xing was to go against the gods themselves.

The gods could crush the people so easily with just their auras.

How could they possibly put on a good fight?

“Leader, what should we do now?”

“The Star Destruction Tribe boasts an army of more than ten million soldiers, with many cultivators included among their ranks. Zhan Xing himself possesses divine power and has emerged victorious in all the battles he has fought. We’re no match for him.”

“That’s right. It’s said that a cultivator once sought to challenge Zhan Xing, only for him to be sliced into halves by the Wind Slayer Sword that the gods bestowed upon Zhan Xing.”

“Why don’t we just surrender?”

“Surrender my foot! I’d rather die fighting than become a coward.”

“But why should we fight knowing that it’s impossible to win this battle? Is it worth it to throw away our lives like that?”

“You haven’t even fought this battle. How do you know that it’s a lost battle?”

The upper ranks of the Flame Bulwark Tribe called a discussion. Currently, the warrior, Atu, was quarreling intensely with an elder.

One insisted that they fight while the other insisted that they surrender.

The Flame Bulwark Tribe was faced with a huge dilemma.

“I didn’t know this day would come so quickly.”

Yan Wu murmured. He had long anticipated that this day would come when he invited Chu Kuangren into the Flame Bulwark Tribe.

It was just much quicker than he expected.

Besides, it was not the gods but the Star Destruction Tribe who wanted to attack the Flame Bulwark Tribe. It was an obvious plot from the gods to have humanity kill one another.

“Everyone, please calm down.”

A pristine voice interrupted the flow.

A caped young man entered the room. Somehow, the words of the young man managed to create a mystical Dao ripple in the room.

The agitation and anxiety of the people quickly faded away.

The young man was none other than Chu Kuangren.

“Greetings, Saint Cang.”

“Saint Cang, do you have any strategies in dealing with the Star Destruction Tribe?”

Chu Kuangren chuckled at the person’s question. “I won’t call it a strategy, but we’ll just cross the bridge when we get to it.”

The attendants stared at one another.

What strategy was that?

“To remain calm is how we can deal with a million changes,” Chu Kuangren continued.

With his abilities, Chu Kuangren no longer needed to fear the attack of any tribe members. In fact, this may even pose an opportunity for him.

Chu Kuangren could use this battle to make his reputation soar even further.

Soon, he would be crowned the king.

The stature of a saint was not enough for him.

Chu Kuangren needed undeniable results so that his display of power could match his reputation.

“Saint Cang, are you sure you’re able to deal with the Star Destruction Tribe?”

Yan Wu asked curiously.

“Yes, Tribe Leader. Don’t worry.”

Chu Kuangren chuckled lightly.

He mobilized his Emperor Thought and activated the Phantasmal Seven Emotions Tune. Under Chu Kuangren’s influence, the attendants’ worries faded into the recesses of their heads. Now, there were only looks of determination across their faces.

“In Saint Cang we trust.”

“That’s right. The Flame Bulwark Tribe will come out victorious.”

In the meantime.

In the Panhuman Revolt Tower.

“Feng Gu, the Star Destruction Tribe is planning to invade the Flame Bulwark Tribe. Go ahead and check with Saint Cang to see if we can be of any help.”

“Hmph, Zhan Xing, the gods’ bootlicker, is planning to attack Saint Cang? We won’t just stand by and watch.”

“That’s right.”

Feng Gu nodded solemnly. “Zhan Xing, the Demigod? Alright, I’ll pay a visit to the Flame Bulwark Tribe.”

This was a grave matter.

Feng Gu immediately went to the Flame Bulwark Tribe.

At first, Feng Gu was expecting to see a demoralized tribe.

After all, they were about to face the Star Destruction Tribe, the strongest tribe to exist at that point.

Yet to his surprise, Feng Gu came only to see the tribe members going about their daily routines. There was no sense of urgency at all amongst the members.

“Could it be that the Flame Bulwark Tribe has yet to receive the news?”

Feng Gu wondered.

It could not be. The news had spread all over Firmament Star.

He asked a passer-by curiously, “My Daoist Brother, do you know that the Star Destruction Tribe is planning to invade this place?”

“Of course. It’s public news by now.”

The cultivator looked at Feng Gu strangely, thinking that Feng Gu was weird for not knowing such important news.

“If that’s the case, aren’t you afraid?”

Feng Gu continued.

“Heh. With Saint Cang on our side, what’s there to be afraid of? Besides, what use is there to be afraid? Our fear will not stop the Star Destruction Tribe’s invasion.”

“The saint has said that the best way to eradicate fear is to face it! As long as we face our fears bravely and work together, there’s no challenge that we can’t overcome.”

The cultivator said triumphantly as he stood tall. The mention of the saint was sufficient to provoke a look of admiration across his face.

Feng Gu was puzzled.

The cultivator had somehow managed to make him speechless.

What was the saint doing?

Had he somehow brainwashed these people?

Fear was the oldest known emotion to mankind. Yet, the people of Flame Bulwark Tribe were utterly fearless about the incoming invasion by the Star Destruction Tribe.

It was as if they were blindsided.

Feng Gu finally found Yan Wu.

He observed Yan Wu closely and noticed that Yan Wu was not as blindly optimistic as the rest. Although Feng Gu could not pick up fear from Yan Wu, he could tell that Yan Wu was taking this issue seriously.

Feng Gu heaved a sigh of relief.

That was more like how a normal human would react.

If even the upper ranks of the Flame Bulwark Tribe were as optimistic as their commoners, Feng Gu would have doubted whether the tribe had lost their minds.

“Where’s Saint Cang?”

“He’s resting in the garden.”

“Okay, I’ll wait for him here then.”

Feng Gu said.

In the garden.

Greenie was cultivating below a lofty tree.

At the side, Chu Kuangren was lying down on a resting chair that he had carved out of tree branches.

In the past few days, the Flame Bulwark Tribe members were panicking when they learned about the Star Destruction Tribe’s planned invasion. Luckily, he had used the Phantasmal Seven Emotions Tune to calm their emotions.

Otherwise, who knew what chaos would have ensued in the tribe? Nevertheless, Chu Kuangren was careful not to go overboard on applying the same technique on the tribe’s upper ranks.

After all, for the commoners to become blindly optimistic would not have much negative repercussion. However, it was crucial that the leaders of the tribes maintain their objectivity to manage their tasks.

This incident taught Chu Kuangren another layer of nuances about the Phantasmic Seven Emotions Tune.

Soon, Chu Kuangren went to greet Feng Gu, and when asked whether he required any help, Chu Kuangren merely asked for the Panhuman Revolt Tower to stand by.

It was still not the time to reveal the full strengths of humanity yet.