The Dragon Clan's six Dao Fusion experts had fallen, a million Dragon Clan members had been wiped out, and Dragon City had been destroyed. Like a whirlwind, the news rapidly spread throughout the entire Upper Realm.
It was earth-shaking!
And equally terrifying.
Even a great race like the Dragon Clan had been ambushed. What about the other races?
Other than the Gods, Devils, and Immortals, weren't all races in danger?
The south...
Divine Fire Mountain region.
At this moment, countless volcanoes were erupting. Dao Fusion experts had gradually gathered around the outskirts of Divine Fire Mountain.
They were waiting for the encirclement and suppression several days later.
However, when Duan Xue Hou left and news arrived that the Dragon Clan had nearly been annihilated, those gathered experts could no longer sit still.
The great races were still manageable, but the experts of the smaller races were completely unable to remain calm!
At this moment, Bajue was presiding over the overall situation.
Even as the news spread, Bajue was frowning as he waited for Duan Xue Hou to return.
Suddenly, a Dao Fusion expert from the Nether Clan hurried over and said solemnly, "Marquis Bajue, my clan has sent word for me to return at once. This battle... I'm afraid my clan cannot participate."
Bajue's expression changed slightly.
The newcomer swiftly explained, "It isn't that my clan is unwilling to contribute, but we are close to the Chaos Mountain region. Now that something has happened to the Dragon Clan, Lord Netherwater fears that we may be next. The Nether Clan must now shrink our defensive lines, and I need to return to aid my clan!"
Bajue felt irritated.
He knew that hearts were in turmoil at this moment, but Bajue felt that since they had already come, they could not