"Splash..."
In the central interior of the Southern Wilderness, in the South River, more than eight hundred warriors of the Crocodile Tribe rode their giant crocodiles downstream, surfing the waves toward Mangzhu Mountain.
These eight hundred warriors were reinforcements sent by the Crocodile Tribe to assist the Vine Tribe in battle, among them was Qing Ye, who had volunteered for the mission.
As the team passed through the Vine Tribe, Qing Ye gazed at the massive and breathtaking vine shield, feeling greatly astonished.
"Is this…the territory of the Vine Tribe? So, he lives in such a place."
Qing Ye murmured to herself, her mind imagining what it would be like for Jiang Xuan to live there.
However, she found herself unable to imagine anything because she knew so little about the Vine Tribe, making it impossible to picture.
