"Hun Yan, what exactly happened?"
With a wave of his hand, Nihility Devouring Flame released Hun Yan from his restraints.
After the brief confinement, Hun Yan had calmed down considerably. However, the gaze he directed at Nihility Devouring Flame still carried hatred, and he remained silent.
Just then, Hun Tu approached with the Soul Clan army. Deeply troubled, Nihility Devouring Flame immediately said, "Hun Tu, you explain."
"The Ancient Clan had stationed a large number of reinforcements in the Yao Clan beforehand. Their high-level combat strength in particular was fully twice that of our Four Demon Saints. We were ambushed."
"We sent a signal for you to enter, my lord, but you refused to come for a long time. Despairing after suffering grievous wounds, the eldest self-destructed and died. Then the fourth was killed by a Xiao Tribe expert, and in the end, even I nearly died."
Although Hun Tu was relatively cooperative with Nihility Devouring Flame, his gaze toward him also contained resentment and blame.
"A full eight Seven-Star Dou Sheng? Where did those Emperor Clans get so many Advanced Dou Sheng?"
After hearing this, Nihility Devouring Flame was initially puzzled. But the more he listened, the more something felt wrong. Narrowing his eyes at Hun Tu, he said, "Wait. Are you saying I deliberately stood by and watched you die?"
"Wasn't that the case? Judging by the time, we held on amid layer after layer of ambushes for so long that you should have arrived from outside the realm by then. Yet you simply refused to come!"
Supporting Hun Tu as he slowly rose to his feet, Hun Yan glared furiously at Nihility Devouring Flame alongside him.
"Bullshit! Do you not know the current situation? The Five Clans and One Mansion have already formed an alliance, so we