"Not bad. I never thought that after all these years, your branch would still have made not the slightest progress. The calamity that will wipe out our Zhao clan will be brought about by you." Zhao Tianyang looked at Zhao Zhen, Zhao Yuandu, and the others, his face filled with barely restrained fury. He could entirely imagine the situation Lu Xiaotian had described, and just how perilous the Zhao clan's future would be. It was no exaggeration to say that the calamity of annihilation was already right before them.
"Since we're all members of the Zhao clan, we should stand united against our common foe. The current state of affairs is an upheaval unseen in tens of thousands of years. The Zhao clan must unite as one to grow strong amid this chaotic age," Zhao Yuandu said bluntly.
"I think you're saying that because the experts in your branch have been all but wiped out," Zhao Tianyang said disdainfully.
"It seems you still don't understand your current situation." Lu Xiaotian flicked a finger, and a thread of force, sharp as a blade, slashed across the Nascent Souls imprisoned there. Screams immediately rang out.
"I have a Blood Cauldron Demon Refining Formation that devours the Nascent Souls of human cultivators. The Nascent Souls of great cultivators like you can make it even more powerful. Perhaps before long, I'll have to fight the Snow-Region Demon Deer. How many of you survive will depend on whether you can provide useful information." Lu Xiaotian smiled faintly.
"What? You think you can go after the Snow-Region Demon Deer? That's a death wish! A centipede may be dead, but it still wriggles. Even without its dragon essence, even badly wounded, the Snow-Region Demon Deer is still a Spirit Transformation-level monster. You may be strong, but you're