Several explosions rang out, leaving Ye Jinghong and me in a miserable state. Ye Jinghong was better off, but I was almost completely naked.
Twenty Wangliang had died just like that. Such self-destruction meant utter annihilation of body and soul.
Yet they showed not the slightest fear. On the contrary, every one of them seemed ready to die.
The old man had been right. They were all Wangliang Clan death warriors. As long as more of their clansmen could survive, they did not fear sacrifice.
I had to admit, I was deeply moved.
Ye Jinghong sighed. "It was just for show. Why take it so seriously?"
We had already left the Wangliang Clan's territory. Looking back, I could no longer see those Wangliang clansmen. I sighed. "They haven't had it easy either. The Twenty-Four Ghost Clans originated in ancient times and were even recorded in the Classic of Mountains and Seas. Which one of them wasn't once a terrifying existence? Yet now, they can only hide away in some corner and live such a pathetic life. No one would believe it if they heard."
Ye Jinghong nodded. "That's true. They have to humble themselves and endure humiliation just to preserve their clan, even sacrificing their own people to prevent extinction. Sigh, it can't be easy for them."
I kept wondering who that person behind the scenes was.
That person knew me extremely well and had been plotting against me all along.
But it seemed he did not truly want my life. It was more like he wanted something from me.
What did I have? I thought about it for a long time but could not figure it out. I did not think there was anything on me worth coveting. Other than the Chaos Yin Yang Bead, the only important thing