As he looked at Great Chang Mountain, where flames and smoke rose everywhere, Xi Zhen, the Xi Family's Old Ancestor who had just arrived, bit his lips hard, yet blood continued to seep from the corners of his mouth.
Xi Tiandong, the current head of the East Xi Clan, was deathly pale, even his fingers trembling.
Earlier, while tracking the Primordial Fierce Beast Great Wind, they had received an emergency warning from their clansmen. After rushing back, they found the entire Xi Residence turned into a slaughterhouse.
Within the Xi Residence, whether guards or martial artists who had undergone long-term training, all were elites of the East Xi Clan and clansmen of considerable talent.
Now, every last one of them had been slaughtered.
What did that mean? It meant that two-thirds of the East Xi Clan's members had been killed. In an instant, this renowned great clan of Pingzhou had been weakened dozens of times over, reduced to a minor clan that could not even rank among the notable ones.
Compared to the casualties among their clansmen, the loss of more than five million High-grade Spirit Stones' worth of property was nothing.
Fortunately, Old Ancestor Xi Zhen was still alive, Clan Head Xi Tiandong was still alive, as were forty elite clansmen at the World King Realm. Great Chang Mountain was still there as well. With these people protecting them, given a Sixty Year Cycle, the East Xi Clan's remaining eight thousand members could grow strong again.
A Sixty Year Cycle was neither long nor short, but for martial artists, it was still a wait they could afford.
Thus, the Xi Family's martial artists forcibly swallowed their grief. After sending out multiple warning documents, they began treating the surviving clansmen.
But before a quarter-hour had passed, Old Ancestor Xi Zhen