"What... what do we do?" the Supreme One Clan cultivators asked with ugly expressions.
They had paid such a huge price to awaken the Holy Ancestor of their clan, only for the enemy to resolve everything with a single illusion technique. Worse still, the Holy Ancestor had ended up standing against them. No one could have anticipated such an outcome, yet it had happened, leaving everyone at a loss.
The Supreme One Clan members did not leave. They gathered around Konoha, looking at the severely wounded cultivators within the city. These were the gains their clansmen had bought with their lives. Were they really supposed to give them up just like that?
How could they face those clansmen who had died?
"Kill! Today, I will definitely destroy Konoha City!"
A middle-aged Supreme One Clan cultivator, drenched in blood, charged toward Konoha City.
Not long ago, his son had died at the hands of Konoha cultivators. He had to avenge that grudge no matter what. Otherwise, he would never leave today.
"A blood debt must be repaid in blood! I will kill them today!"
With the first person taking the lead, more than a dozen cultivators immediately stepped forward and charged into Konoha City. Their relatives or lovers had died in the battle just now, while their enemies were right there in the nearby city. If they missed this chance today, they might never get such a good opportunity again.
Hatred had blinded them, and they had already lost their reason. They turned a deaf ear to Supreme One Siming's warning, even harboring a faint sense of luck. They believed that even if they acted, Supreme One Siming would not do much to them—at most, he would simply drive them back with spiritual power as he had done before.
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