Chapter 145

This woman...

Is named Ji.

She is also the leader of the Ji Tribe.

She is draped in animal skins and holds a very long stone spear in her hand.

Her whole body has begun to tremble.

Over these past years.

Facing the powerful Jiang Tribe, they have been retreating steadily.

From initially dominating the East and holding a quarter of the world, they are now left with only their final stronghold!

"Never surrender!"

She grips the stone spear tightly in her right hand.

Her teeth bite into her lower lip, and blood seeps out without her noticing.

The pride in her bones does not allow her to surrender!

And behind her.

Thousands of warriors holding stone spears also raise their spears high, their eyes filled with accumulated rage.

They follow her and shout.

"Never surrender!"

"Never surrender!"

"Never surrender!"

This is their final stand as people of the Ji Tribe.

But...

Everyone understands that the gap in combat power between them and the Jiang Tribe is too great.

The current Jiang Tribe is at the height of its power.

The tribe's warriors are even claimed to number one hundred thousand.

And they, right now...

Have fewer than several thousand people.

Those capable of fighting are even scarcer.

Ji turns around, looks at the people of her tribe, and her gaze gradually becomes resolute.

"Now, the only ones who can save us are the gods!"

She holds her stone spear and begins ordering people to slaughter beasts and peel off their hides.

They carry the roasted beasts to the shrine before the god's statue.

She begins a devout sacrifice.

"Respected and great god, your most devout and loyal believer, the Ji Tribe, is here to offer sacrifices with sincerity, presenting these offerings to you."

With disheveled hair, she kneels before the statue.

In her mouth, she murmurs her own and the Ji Tribe's worship and awe.

"Great god, our Ji Tribe has sacrificed to you every year; today we face the calamity of extinction, so please, god, intervene and save our tribe."

"God, I beg you to intervene..."

Ji kneels before the statue, kowtowing repeatedly.

Her demeanor is incredibly devout.

One, two, three...

Without realizing it.

She has already kowtowed hundreds of times.

Her scalp is broken and bleeding.

But she still does not stop.

Above the statue.

Qin Mu steps on the void, observing the woman kneeling before him.

To be honest.

This statue is made very crudely.

It does not look like him at all.

But...

This woman is extremely tenacious and persistent.

She keeps kowtowing, wanting him to save their tribe.

"Praying to the god to save our tribe..."