"Kid, now you understand our Wuliu Tribe isn't so easy to provoke, right?"
The Wuliu Clan Chief stared at Chen Yu, his eyes bulging, looking somewhat fierce.
Those of the Wuliu Tribe's main clan shared the same bloodline, which made it easy for the others who were skilled in witchcraft to exploit their corpses after they died.
It was precisely because of this that, despite not being a large tribe, they were greatly feared.
However, that middle-aged woman was already dead, and even though she was currently being controlled by the Wuliu Clan Chief's witchcraft, there was no way she could exert her peak strength.
Boom!
Seeing this, the man in the blue robe pushed his shield forward and then quickly moved away, approaching the Wuliu Clan Chief.
"Thank you for saving my life."
The blue-robed man, a member of the War Alliance Tribe, expressed his thanks.
"Wait for me to restrain this boy, then you take the chance to make your move."
