The foreign tribe's main base was in chaos.
The ancestral tree was in turmoil. Elder Yan Li and other elders swiftly arrived.
Fortunately, it only rioted for a moment before it quickly quieted down.
Looking at the enormous ancestral tree, the elder's expression was solemn.
"What on earth is going on!"
Two men in black descended from the trunk, respectfully looking at the elder.
"The ancestral tree said someone was stealing its power. We indeed sensed something for a moment, but when we gave chase, the person disappeared."
"What!?"
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was in an uproar.
The power of the ancestral tree supports the entire main base of the foreign tribe. The existence of this world depends on the ancestral tree.
How could it be stolen?
"How is it possible? Who would have the capability to steal the power of the ancestral tree?" The elder raised his eyebrows.
He felt his worldview was being severely challenged.
