Clash (Two-in-One)

"If our guess is correct, then there's an eighty or ninety percent chance that Mo Jianli of the Human Race, along with all the Mahayana-stage forces of the Silver Moon Wolf Race and White Fox Race, have been deployed!"

Patriarch Mu Yan's gaze pierced through the hazy watery light of the clan-protecting formation and fell upon the rolling clouds on the distant horizon. His expression was grave as he murmured, his voice carrying a trace of incredulous alarm.

"This is madness—sending out their entire force! Aren't they afraid that the Devil Race will seize the opportunity to invade and slaughter their rear strongholds and cities?"

His withered fingers unconsciously calculated within his sleeve, trying to verify this astonishing conjecture. Even the air seemed to grow heavier because of the news, while the dense water spiritual qi around them appeared to stagnate for an instant.

"Hmph, if they come, they're only coming to die!"

A shrill voice brimming with viciousness rang out. It was the boy Hei Qing.

His small body floated in midair, faint crimson radiance circulating around him like a volcano on the verge of eruption.

With his arms folded, his childish face was full of contempt. A disdainful sneer curled his lips. "Mo Jianli, Ao Xiao, that old wolf—it makes no difference who comes. So long as they dare set foot here, the three of us can rely on this Myriad Rivers Flowing into the Sea Great Formation to ensure they seek their own deaths. None will return alive!"

Before his words had even faded, his flame-burning eyes stabbed toward Fairy Biyuan beside him, filled with undisguised urging and interrogation.

Fairy Biyuan's azure robes fluttered without wind. The profound runes embroidered upon them seemed to come alive, flowing with a gentle luster.

Sensing Hei Qing's gaze, her expression