Bloodlight Demon Saint was somewhat enraged. Surging Blood Qi condensed into substance, and a terrifying aura swept in all directions, nearly overturning the entire territory of the Violent Ghost Tiger Clan. Yet in the end, he failed to find a single member of the Ghost Tiger Clan.
Not to mention a single figure—even every trace left behind by the Violent Ghost Tiger Clan had been erased.
Primordial Ancient Dragon narrowed his eyes and said gravely, "It seems they've all gone into hiding."
"Moreover, making members of both clans vanish without anyone noticing is not something their ancestors could have accomplished."
"It should be the work of the Eerie Divine Statue."
"Then what do we do? Are we truly left with no other choice?" Bloodlight Demon Saint asked, utterly unwilling to accept this.
"What else did you think?"
"Even if you find them, if you encounter the Eerie Divine Statue, can your strength stand against it?" Primordial Ancient Dragon asked bluntly.
Bloodlight Demon Saint fell silent at once.
He had only just broken through to the Demon Immortal Realm, and his strength had risen dramatically. But if he faced the Eerie Divine Statue, he would still have little power to resist.
He knew all too well just how powerful and terrifying the Eerie Divine Statue was.
Forget himself—even his master, Lin Fan, would find it difficult to confront it head-on.
"What a damn shame."
"If I find those two clans, I'll slaughter every last one of them and drain the essence blood of their clansmen."
Bloodlight Demon Saint said bitterly.
"Enough. Let's go back."
"For now, return to Dragon City and properly reorganize the Dark Dragon Clan."
Primordial Ancient Dragon said.
"That's all we can do."
Bloodlight Demon Saint nodded helplessly.
The two did not linger. Leading Dragon Lord and the