The barbarians around were beating drums and striking gongs, as if they were accompanying.
For a time, the powerful and aged roars along with the sounds of drums and gongs spread throughout the entire hall.
However, there were no changes, the white mist seemed like mist yet not mist, intangible and formless, as if it was naturally so in the world.
Despite all the barbarians' efforts, there was no change.
"He Lotus?" The High Priest's expression was solemn as he looked towards the leading female barbarian and asked.
"High Priest, this is a sign sent down by our great ancestor!"
The female barbarian pondered for a moment, her golden staff struck the ground creating a clang of metal, speaking in the Wei Dynasty language.
"Postpone the matter of declaring war on the Wei Dynasty!"
The High Priest's pupils fixated on her, slowly nodding after a long while, his voice harsh as he spat out two words: "Compliant!"
