"Nether Clan, Corpse Clan, West Forest Clan, Mechanical Clan, Heavenly God Race... are you ready to bear my wrath?"
At the peak of the Dragon Sparrow Starfield, Chu Feng, who had lured and killed two All-Illuminating experts, made a forceful declaration. This single message caused a massive uproar. People throughout the universe realized that this demon's revenge was about to begin; the great event was far from over.
His slaughter of the saints and the entrapment of two All-Illuminating-level experts had merely been the prelude. The true storm of bloodshed had only just arrived.
The myriad races of the universe were in an uproar. Countless people waited for the live broadcast, unwilling to miss such a world-shaking event. Meanwhile, the several forces he had named, including powerful cosmic clans like the Nether Clan, faced a formidable enemy. Their entire clans were tense to the extreme.
"What's there to panic about? What's there to fear? Our clan has been passed down through the ages. How many storms have we weathered since ancient times? Can one madman really wipe us out? What a joke!"
An elder within the Nether Clan shouted a rebuke, but it did nothing to ease the stifling atmosphere. In the battle at the Nine Nether Forbidden Ground, Chu Feng had bathed the saints of various clans in blood. His terrifying reputation had long penetrated deep into everyone's hearts, filling countless people with dread.
"Why didn't he name the Corpse Clan and Mechanical Clan first? Both clans sent All-Illuminating-level experts. Or he could go after the Heavenly God Race or West Forest Clan first. Those two clans killed even more people than us in ancient times, and they were far more ruthless!"
Some within the Nether Clan grumbled in dissatisfaction. Better a fellow Daoist die than oneself. Back when