"Even Crimson Emperor's most beloved mount perished completely in that battle."
"The entire Crimson Realm was littered with corpses, scarred everywhere by the ravages of war."
"That battle shattered the Crimson Realm's foundations. Not long afterward, the once-mighty Crimson Clan vanished into smoke."
"Vanished into smoke? What about Crimson Emperor?"
Lu Yunxiao hurriedly asked.
The extinction and disappearance of Ancient Clans was hardly uncommon. Throughout history, quite a few Ancient Clans had faded away.
Not to mention the distant past—even in the past few thousand years, hadn't the Xiao Clan completely withdrawn from the stage of history?
Ancient Clans relied on their bloodlines as their foundation. Once the Dou Di Bloodline grew thin, an Ancient Clan would inevitably head toward extinction.
But the Crimson Clan was different. The Crimson Clan had a Dou Di powerhouse like Crimson Emperor.
Could it be that a Dou Di could not even protect his own clan?
"Crimson Emperor?"
Phoenix Bath Spring scrutinized Lu Yunxiao with her beautiful eyes. Only after a long while did a strange expression appear on her face.
Her gaze revealed sorrow, hatred, and traces of unusual madness.
"Although Crimson Emperor preserved his life in that battle, he was also severely injured and on the brink of death."
"Faced with the already shattered Crimson Clan, even he was powerless."
"By the time he finished healing and emerged from seclusion, the Crimson Clan had long since ceased to exist."
"Hiss!"
Hearing this, Lu Yunxiao inhaled sharply. Even a Dou Di had been heavily wounded.
The battles of the ancient times had truly been intense.
That era, when Dou Dis appeared one after another, had indeed been far more glorious than the present day.
The current continent, to put it bluntly, had declined considerably.
In the ancient era, only Dou Dis could be