The challenge letter was simple in content: three days from now, the Cloud Swallowing Python Clan would fight a decisive battle against the Dark Blood Jiaolong Clan in the Wind Empress Mountain Range.
If the Dark Blood Jiaolong Clan refused, the Cloud Swallowing Python Clan would immediately execute Ao Jianlie.
Ao Jianshen's face turned livid, rage blazing fiercely in his chest. Using his youngest son's life to manipulate the entire Dark Blood Jiaolong Clan—the Cloud Swallowing Python Clan was indeed despicable and shameless.
"The Cloud Swallowing Python Clan is using Jianlie's life as leverage, demanding that our two clans fight a decisive battle in the Wind Empress Mountain Range three days from now."
"What are your thoughts, Elders?"
Forcing down his anger, Ao Jianshen looked toward the elders.
An elder with a fiery temper immediately stepped forward and declared decisively, "Clan Leader, I support a decisive battle with the Cloud Swallowing Python Clan."
"We were bound to fight to the death sooner or later. Rather than sit still and await death, we might as well strike first."
"With a single command from the Clan Leader, I am willing to lead the charge and slaughter the entire Cloud Swallowing Python Clan."
But no sooner had his words fallen than someone voiced opposition.
"No."
"The Cloud Swallowing Python Clan must have made exhaustive preparations before issuing this challenge."
"If this had been before, our Dark Blood Jiaolong Clan naturally would not fear them."
"But now, the Cloud Swallowing Python Clan has gained the support of the Eight-Armed Demon Ape Clan, the Water Spirit Snake Clan, and others. When we head to the Wind Empress Mountain Range, what our Dark Blood Jiaolong Clan will have to face may well be more than the strength of a single clan."
"It would be fine if