The explosion swept through everything, making the entire Stone Realm tremble. Heaven and earth trembled as well.
In the back mountains of the Stone Realm, inside a mountain that was not particularly tall, an old man watched the explosion and felt the world shaking.
Behind him, a group of children was crying. The oldest was no more than ten, while most were only three or four. There were even two infants.
With his back to those children, he stood perfectly straight. A massive wound stretched across his chest and down to his abdomen.
Cough, cough! The old man coughed dryly twice, blood spilling from his mouth. He glanced back, and despair filled his eyes.
He had rescued these twenty-three children, but now, it seemed they could not escape. Perhaps the Soul Clan would find this place the next moment, and then they would die.
At that moment, battles were breaking out everywhere in the Stone Realm, including throughout the back mountains. There had originally been a passage here leading directly to the Ancient Clan, but it had now been sealed. There truly was no hope left.
"Hehe...! I didn't expect to find a few fish that slipped through the net here. Hehe, a mere Dou Zong actually managed to run this far. You really can run!"
Suddenly, an old man from the Soul Clan appeared in the void. As he looked at the children, there was not the slightest hint of pity in his eyes.
The bloody stench and killing intent pouring from the Soul Clan member made some of the children cry even harder. Others were so frightened that their limbs turned cold, and they could not even cry.
The Shi Clan elder looked at the man before him and said nothing. The despair in his eyes only deepened.