Upon hearing the words of Xue Sha, every warrior within the Great Hall couldn't help but fall into deep thought. After experiencing a significant battle, everyone's tense nerves had finally relaxed and they now had the time to analyze the reasons behind the Ghost Tribe's attack on their Clan.
Despite the vast expanses of the Great Wasteland, even within the heartland of the humans, the existence of foreign stray warriors was still a normal occurrence. However, these scattered foreign divisions in the heartland were always careful to avoid the clean-up operations of the various large human Battle Divisions. The attack from this stray Ghost Tribe, spanning tens of thousands of miles across the wasteland without any forewarning, was naturally suspicious.
"Elder Blood, where exactly is this scattered Ghost Tribe division hiding?"