I called out, "Great Kui, retreat!"
I wasn't sure whether Great Kui could really get away. Even now, our relationship with Great Kui remained distant. We had no prior friendship, and our earlier exchanges had been filled with deep wariness on both sides.
Great Kui's mention of a Hongmen Banquet now seemed to have been a warning for me to beware of someone from the Kui Clan who might mean me harm. And anyone able to attend such a banquet definitely held a certain status within the Kui Clan.
It now seemed that this was indeed the case. That person was Fifth Kui.
Fifth Kui was currently leading a group of Kui Clan members against Great Kui. I just didn't know whether Great Kui had made any preparations.
In any case, I didn't believe Great Kui had no backup plan at all. If a major figure of the ghost race could truly be slaughtered at will without any power to fight back, then it would be far too pathetic.
Any ruler was a formidable figure. Especially a lone wolf like this—its experience in struggles should have been extensive, and its methods terrifying. How could a mere few subordinates possibly overthrow it?
So I suspected that Great Kui still had a way to turn the tide.
Great Kui showed no reaction to my shout. They were still locked in battle.
With a loud bang, a mass of dense black mist was sent flying. It quickly condensed into a solid form—it was Great Kui.
It looked as though it had suffered a major loss.
Fifth Kui and the other Kui Clan members also retreated to the other side, returning to their original forms.
A cold smile touched Fifth Kui's face. "Great Kui, you're old."
Great Kui said nothing, but its gaze was