The altar at the Black Water Pool has a strangely enticing allure, capable of unwittingly drawing worship.
Fang You and his companions have high positions, unaffected by it.
However, Xiao Huan almost succumbed. It wasn't that her soul was twisted, she wasn't so weak, but it was as if she had fallen into an illusion. She quickly broke free from the effect and came to her senses, still, a shiver ran through her, almost dispersing her energy which could have been detected by the mythical servants of this tribe.
A mere tribal altar could vaguely affect Xiao Huan, who was at the top of the Demigod Realm, showing a glimpse of the Evil God's terror.
Silently bypassing this large tribe, Fang You and his party continued to delve deeper, slowly flying at low altitude.
They discovered many more tribes of the Evil God.
Most tribes were small in scale, roughly only having tens to hundreds of thousands of people, and their sacrificial rites were unlikely to give rise to mythical servants.
