"These turtles really were far too clever."
"They were far too good at enduring."
Jiang Ding looked into the distance, at a majestic city faintly visible within the yellow sandstorm. Countless spiritual lights flickered within it, and all manner of powerful cultivators could vaguely be seen moving through the clouds.
This was the strongest branch of the King Sha Yi Family in the Yellow Sand Minor Realm, a branch of the Flame Stone Family.
Jiang Ding had chosen this place and was preparing to wipe it out.
He had already chosen the reason: the first family king to betray the Flame Liu Imperial Son deserved death.
"The Blood Demon Disaster is too severe!"
"Now, the family's descendants no longer dare leave the family. Everything has been entrusted to servants for handling, and we can only huddle in one place like turtles. It is truly stifling."
Within the great hall of the King Sha Yi Family, many General Grade cultivators of the Horned Demon Tribe discussed the matter heatedly.
"The Flame Liu Imperial Son truly made a mistake!"
"How could he allow the Slave King to act so recklessly? This will surely lose the hearts of all the imperial tribe!"
The King Sha Yi Family's patriarch was named Sha Fengshi, a red-faced old man with an earth-yellow horn growing from his head. He sighed and beat his chest in regret.
The surrounding General Grade cultivators wore similar expressions.
As a branch of the Flame Stone Family, they naturally ought to have been more inclined toward loyalty to the Flame Liu Imperial Son. Yet now, for the sake of the family's interests, they had no choice but to hesitate.
"Several hundred clansmen who went out have already died at the hands of Blood Demon clones..."
"When I see the Imperial Son