As Hun Tianchen's words fell, everyone felt their hearts tighten. All the Ancient Clan members secretly began gathering their Dou Qi...
Hun Tianchen merely glanced at those unable to hand over Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, then said calmly:
"Remember, it is time for you all to make your second choice."
Their faces darkened, but in the end, they gritted their teeth and charged forward to fight the Ancient Clan's forces.
These people were mostly independent cultivators or members of smaller factions with some real strength. They simply lacked the foundation to produce any Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures.
Together, their forces still included several Dou Venerates and dozens of peak Dou Zongs, enough to give the Ancient Clan's group some trouble.
But one must not forget that the Ancient Clan still had the formidable forces of the Hall of Souls to contend with. Having to fight these people beforehand was undoubtedly extremely dangerous.
"Hun Tianchen is using them as cannon fodder to wear down our strength!" Gu Qingyang shouted unwillingly. Then he saw Hun Tianchen wave his hand, and the Hall of Souls' sixteen Dou Venerates charged forward in unison.
"Hold them back!" The Ancient Clan had only nine Dou Venerates. Facing sixteen Dou Venerates was undoubtedly a devastating blow.
With the other teams gone, the Ancient Clan's number and quality of Dou Venerates were simply no match for the Hall of Souls.
Not only did they have to deal with the Hall of Souls, but they also had to watch out for those independent cultivators seeking their lives.
"Fight them to the death!" An eight-star Dou Venerate of the Ancient Clan, his eyes bloodshot, fought the Ninth Elder with utter desperation.
Another eight-star Dou Venerate faced the Eighth Elder, while the other high-level Dou Venerates were occupied by