The sky grew dim. Dark clouds roiled as dragons of lightning flickered within them. Gusts of black wind howled from an unknown source, sweeping across the primeval forests. The Barbarian creatures, as if suddenly enlightened by a divine call, stopped fleeing. Instead, they prostrated themselves on the ground, chanting strange, unintelligible syllables.
'It seems the people from the Blood Immortal Sect have found that Barbarian noble.'
'Only a member of the Barbarian Race with high status and a noble bloodline is qualified to consume the Barbarian God Pill and be possessed by a sliver of the Barbarian God's projection, gaining invincible power.'
Jiang Lan had noticed the commotion. He was well aware of the Blood Immortal Sect's plan.
