Refuse Barbarian City, Refuse Barbarian Hall.
Lu Qingshan sat in the main seat with over forty Nascent Soul Cultivators seated on both sides, each wearing different expressions.
This battle had claimed the lives of more than ten Human Clan Nascent Soul Cultivators, and the losses of the Barbarian Tribe were even greater, with over twenty Nascent Soul Cultivators perishing.
"The Barbarian Tribe has already sent envoys seeking peace and has begun negotiations with us,"
Lu Qingshan said with a smile.
"Finally, they are willing to seek peace, that's great."
"It's due to Senior Mo's divine might, otherwise the Barbarian Tribe wouldn't have submitted so easily."
"Indeed, with Senior Mo's vast divine skills, how could he be compared to ordinary people?"
The Cultivators showed joyful expressions as they praised the Soul Transformation Cultivator from the Wanjian Sect.