"Clan leader, the team sent to Mu Shi Tian Xing has already..." Wu Kun knelt before Totem Hall, drenched in cold sweat and stammering, unable to finish his report. The news that had just arrived was too shocking.
"What happened?" The old clan leader of the Nether Body Civilization, seated at the center of Totem Hall, opened his eyes. His voice was deep and heavy.
"They were wiped out." Wu Kun gritted his teeth and delivered the final piece of information.
Silence. Deathly silence.
The air inside Totem Hall seemed to have solidified, weighing heavily upon everyone present.
No one dared speak. They did not even dare utter an extra word.
"What happened? Speak." The old clan leader spoke only after a long silence. He was not angry; his tone was terrifyingly calm.
"Ming Qiyu and Ming Yan failed in their operation. They were all killed by Chen Mo's guards. The Guard Corps that accompanied them was..." Wu Kun swallowed hard, kneeling on the ground without daring to raise his head.
"Speak," the old clan leader said calmly.
"The Guard Corps that accompanied them was slaughtered by Ming Tu's war division."
"Where is the footage?"
"Here."
Wu Kun tapped his communicator a few times and projected the footage into Totem Hall.
It showed everything in full, from Chen Mo being surrounded and attacked, to Mo Nv opening a spatial passage to send in the Guard Corps, and then Ming Yan and Ming Qiyu being killed. They could even clearly see Ming Yan's incredulous expression at the moment of his death.
The upper ranks of the Nether Body Civilization in Totem Hall trembled uncontrollably, though no one knew whether it was from anger or fear.
"Which of you can deal with the Ant Army Group?" The old clan leader's voice seemed