Gu Yuan was deeply troubled. The conflicts between the Ancient Emperor Clans ran too deep.
On the surface, everyone except the Soul Clan could still smile and laugh when they met, but whenever they got the chance, they would be itching to beat each other senseless.
The Lei Clan and Flame Clan were like this. As long as an opportunity arose, they would never give up the possibility of replacing the Ancient Clan.
The slightly weaker Yao Clan was the same. Whenever they had the chance, they would spare no effort to attack the other Ancient Emperor Clans.
Under such circumstances, joining forces with the other Ancient Emperor Clans to attack the Soul Clan was simply impossible.
He had naively tried it before, even sending Gu Lie, commander of the Black Annihilation Army, to invite the leaders of the Lei Clan and Flame Clan.
Yet the leaders of both clans had directly rejected Gu Lie. In their eyes, this was probably just a ploy by the Ancient Clan to swallow them up.
They were indeed more wary of the Soul Clan, but that did not mean they were not wary of the Ancient Clan as well.
People were not single-threaded computers that could only process one thing at a time.
Trying to understand human behavior in terms of black and white was foolish in itself.
It was just like the way fan circles in later generations slapped labels on people. No one said that hating one person meant they had to like someone else.
Slapping the label of an opposing fan onto someone was truly idiotic.
Who said I couldn't hate both of them?
Of course, Gu Yuan had no idea what fan circles were. He only knew that, for now, joining forces with the other Ancient Emperor Clans was