The reason Gu Li dared to act so unbridled was because he knew better than anyone that the Spirit-Devouring Clan possessed unfathomable reserves.
Even their openly displayed overall strength was beyond what the current Spirit Vein Dragon Descendant Clan could contend with.
What he was waiting for was for Luo Yuan to make a move.
So long as the Clan Leader of the Spirit Vein Dragon Descendant Clan could no longer hold himself back and let matters spiral beyond control, the Spirit-Devouring Clan would have ample justification and absolute strength to suppress the entire Spirit Vein Dragon Descendant Clan in one stroke.
The reason the Spirit-Devouring Clan had not yet launched an encirclement against the Spirit Vein Dragon Descendant Clan was never a lack of strength, but the lack of a proper and fitting excuse.
After all, the Soulbreak Mountains were home to far more alien clans than just the Spirit-Devouring Clan.
Many watched them like tigers eyeing their prey. If the Spirit-Devouring Clan brazenly suppressed the Spirit Vein Dragon Descendants without cause, it would inevitably provoke resistance and even hostility from the other clans.
When that time came, no matter how powerful the Spirit-Devouring Clan was, they would find it hard to avoid the plight of being besieged on all sides.
How could Luo Yuan fail to see through the other side's scheme?
He drew a deep breath. The fury boiling in his chest was forcibly pressed down his throat.
His gaze blazed as he stared fixedly at the figure across from him and said in a deep voice, "Gu Li, take your people and leave now. I can still pretend that nothing happened today."
His voice was not loud, yet it fell like metal and stone striking the ground, carrying an authority that brooked no doubt.
A cold,