"Patriarch, after you entered seclusion, eight more families came."
An elder of the Bu Clan rose and respectfully cupped his hands toward Bu He as he replied.
During this period, he had been the one receiving the forces that came to seek an alliance with the Bu Clan.
Although the Bu Clan had fallen into decline and was hiding in the Southern Continent, it was still one of the ten Soul-Devouring Races, and its former illustrious reputation was not to be underestimated.
Thus, the forces inviting the Bu Clan to join their alliances remained countless. There were thirteen families in total.
"Mm! Did the Nether Clan, She Clan, Qian Clan, Kan Clan, Chao Clan, Kai Clan, Luo Clan, Fu Clan, or Qi Clan send anyone?" Bu He asked with a nod.
Although the ten Soul-Devouring Races had always fought among themselves without end, ultimately leading to the downfall of the Soul-Devouring Races and allowing the Nether Clan to take advantage of the situation, Bu He still hoped in his heart that the Soul-Devouring Races could unite once more and fight again against the Seven Great Clans led by the Nether Clan.
The elder below shook his head and said, "Patriarch, no one came."
Upon hearing this, a sharp light shot from Bu He's eyes. He tapped a finger against the armrest of his chair and slowly said, "Since they aren't coming, then we'll send out the invitations."
"Use my name and say that I'm inviting them to attend my advancement banquet."
"Also, invite the thirteen alliance forces that came to ask us to join them."
Upon hearing this, the elder below trembled, staring at Bu He with an incredulous expression.
The meaning behind Bu He's words was already quite clear.
He wanted to unite the ten Soul-Devouring Clans, along with