At the edge of the Luo Shen Clan's territory, a series of urgent, piercing sounds tore through the air.
"Chase them! We absolutely cannot let her escape!"
"This is already the border of the Luo Shen Clan. If we don't catch her now, she'll get away!"
A dozen or so scattered figures raced across the skies above the border, speeding toward the region where the Luo River's power had yet to dissipate.
Behind those dozen figures, over a hundred crimson streaks surged forward like piranhas that had caught the scent of blood. They continuously launched wave after wave of attacks at the fleeing figures, trying to shoot them down.
The Luo Shen Clan members clenched their teeth and charged headlong toward their clan's territory. Quite a few of them had already been wounded.
"These damned flies!"
The strongest man among them nearly crushed his teeth, yet beneath the overwhelming crimson light above, he could only flee in disgrace.
"Hahahaha! Luo Tianlong, you keep calling us flies. So why are you being chased into such a sorry state by the flies in your mouth today? Huh?"
The blood-haired man leading the Blood God Clan's pursuit of the Luo Shen Clan squad burst into laughter, his tone brimming with smug satisfaction.
"Today, open those dog eyes of yours and watch carefully as you die at the hands of the flies you keep talking about!"
Luo Tianlong felt his chest tighten. If the Blood God Clan had not ambushed them on their return, catching them off guard and forcing them to risk their lives to break through the trap, how could they have ended up in such a predicament?
Listening to those bastards spout nonsense now made Luo Tianlong's blood boil. He even felt the urge to turn around and self-destruct with them,