Ancestor Kirin had originally been watching from the shadows, looking for a chance to stir up trouble. He had never expected someone else to make a move and directly sabotage the alliance between the two clans. It was like being handed a pillow just as sleep overcame him. Ancestor Kirin was deeply grateful to whoever had acted and resolved to express his thanks in person if given the chance.
Yet Ancestor Kirin could never have imagined that Luohu had been the one to act. Although Luohu merely wanted the Three Tribes to wage war against one another, he had indeed helped the Kirin Clan out of a predicament this time.
If Ancestor Kirin had known that Luohu wanted him dead as well, who knew how he would have felt.
The Phoenix Clan pursued the Dragon Clan right out of the Southern Continent, and news of the matter swiftly spread throughout the Prehistoric Era. What had seemed to be a momentous alliance between two clans had turned them into bitter enemies in the blink of an eye.
The living beings of the Prehistoric Era had witnessed quite the spectacle, and it was an exceptionally dramatic one at that.
Within the Phoenix Clan Great Hall of Immortal Volcano, Ancestor Phoenix was tending to Ancestor Phoenix's wounds. The Dragon Clan's self-destruction had killed many unprepared clan members on the spot, though the Grand Luo Golden Immortals had suffered no casualties.
Because they had been some distance away, only large numbers of Golden Immortals and a small number of Grand Unity Golden Immortals had died. The Phoenix Clan's fury toward the Dragon Clan knew no bounds. Had Ancestor Phoenix not been injured, they would surely have pursued them all the way to the Dragon Clan's lair.
"Ancestor Phoenix, what should we do next?"
Ancestor