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Inside the Great Hall, the crowd became silent under the weight of oppression before turning somewhat wild. The elders of the Gu Yuan Tribe were fixated on Xiao Chen with a sparkle in their eyes, seemingly waiting for his decision. As for the warriors who joined the tribe later, they appeared lost in thought.

Regarding this, Xiao Chen didn't express anything. He understood that to every Human Warrior in the Giant Stone Valley, the Iron Hoof Tribe was an insurmountable mountain. Now, this towering mountain threatened to topple and crush their tribe. This was a challenge for all the warriors in the Great Hall. Warriors were not saints; not everyone possessed a calm composure in the face of impending calamity.