The Will of the World Has Become Su Han?

This voice wasn't afraid of the Wood King and the others at all. Instead, it carried a hint of playfulness.

The Wood King frowned. This Violent Blade Tribe had just recovered, yet they dared to look down on them?

What made the Wood King even more puzzled was that this voice seemed somewhat familiar. However, when he thought about it carefully, he couldn't recall it at all.

He didn't think too much of it. It should be a small figure from the Violent Blade Tribe that he had heard before.

In order to deceive the will of the world, the Wood King could only pretend.

"We rule the Shattered Divine World and work hard for all living beings. Naturally, we have the best intentions. There's no need to doubt us. This time, we've sent you so many treasures and food. Isn't this proof?" the Wood King said.

Rainbow brought the treasures.

Auspicious clouds brought the food.

They entered the Violent Blade Tribe together. It was sacred and mystical.