Above the ruins of the Hun Clan's stronghold, smoke billowed, and the stench of blood mingled with the foul reek of Soul Qi, making one's stomach churn.
Gu Yuan and Zhu Kun stood in midair, their gazes sweeping across the battlefield strewn with debris. There was not a trace of pity in their eyes.
The Hun Clan had committed evil for tens of thousands of years, slaughtering living beings and plundering their essence. Their destruction today was nothing more than just deserts.
"Search! Don't leave a single inch of ground unchecked!"
Zhu Kun issued the order in a low voice. Violet-gold dragon energy transformed into countless tiny dragon shadows, which burrowed into every corner of the ruins.
"Although that old fiend Hun Tiandi has already withdrawn, the Hun Clan must have left behind some contingency of his or traces of his whereabouts. We must root them out completely!"
Gu Yuan nodded in agreement. Dou Qi spread from his body, forming a vast energy net that covered the entire Hun Clan stronghold.
"The Hun Clan's source has been destroyed, but as long as Hun Tiandi remains alive, he will always be a thorn in our side. Pass down the order: kill any surviving remnants of the Hun Clan on sight!"
The allied forces immediately split up and searched the ruins carefully.
The experts of the Ancient Dragon Clan relied on their keen bloodline senses to dig out hidden chambers and tunnels.
The soldiers of the Flame Clan and Thunder Clan joined forces to clear the battlefield, leaving no surviving member of the Hun Clan behind.
Screams and the clashing of weapons rang out one after another. The remaining Hun Clan soldiers either fought to the death or fled in panic, but faced with the overwhelming gap in strength, none could escape