As the vertical-pupiled man and the others departed, the previously tense, drawn-bow atmosphere quickly subsided.
Clan Leader Ao Jianshen stepped forward to inspect his son's injuries.
Ao Jianlie's skin was split all over, half his body a mangled mess of blood and flesh. Even his divine soul had suffered a certain impact. Had that Cloud Swallowing Python young master used even a fraction more force, his son might very well have never awakened again.
"His methods are quite formidable."
"Not only did he heavily injure Jianlie's divine soul, he even sent a strand of destructive power into his body to damage his physical body."
Ao Jianshen frowned slightly and casually injected a strand of power into his son's body, dispersing that destructive force that had been ceaselessly destroying his vitality.
Ao Jianlie's chaotic, weakened aura soon calmed. After all, the Dark Blood Jiaolong Clan possessed powerful Physical Bodies; so long as they did not suffer fatal injuries, they recovered quickly enough.
A moment later, he slowly awakened.
"Father, I have disgraced our clansmen."
Seeing the middle-aged man close at hand, Ao Jianlie's face filled with shame as he spoke.
"Do not blame yourself. You have already done very well."
Ao Jianshen patted his shoulder and consoled him.
"But I..."
Ao Jianlie was overwhelmed by guilt and lowered his head.
"You child..."
Clan Leader Ao Jianshen looked toward the elder beside him. "Elder Zhuri, take him to heal first."
"Yes, Clan Leader."
The elder nodded and quickly led Ao Jianlie away.
Ao Jianshen soon resumed the imposing bearing of a Clan Leader.
An elder suddenly spoke. "Clan Leader, the Cloud Swallowing Python Clan certainly will not let today's matter rest."
"In Northern Luzhou, the other great clans have either declined or gone into seclusion. None of them can stand against the