At these words, all the big shots of the Feather Alliance Hall widened their eyes.
Yu Diejin could not help asking blankly, "The disciples of our Feather Alliance Hall are actually this fierce?"
Although Ling Zhe had said they could fight and kill each other, they would surely hold back when facing Spirit Race geniuses. Yet the Feather Alliance Hall disciples actually dared to go after the Spirit Race—if that was not fierce, what was?
"Fierce my ass. More like brainless," the Su Family Head could not help but sneer.
The other elders also began discussing among themselves. Some said Li Shi had been too impulsive, while others said he had done well.
But none of the elders knew exactly what had happened.
The Feather Transformation Emperor spoke again...
"Spirit Gull contacted me mainly to confirm how many of our disciples are still alive. Perhaps the Dark Demon Small World trial is about to end, but the Spirit Race has no intention of letting our disciples come out alive."
Spirit Gull's contact just now had been very direct. He had simply asked how many life lamps remained.
Then he had tossed out a few sarcastic remarks—saying the Spirit Gull Lineage had nearly been wiped out, that something major and highly suspicious had happened—and then Spirit Gull stopped contacting him. Naturally, this had aroused the Feather Transformation Emperor's suspicions.
"It is very likely that our disciples have all gone into hiding, while the Spirit Gull Lineage intends to dig every last one of them out and kill them."
"Before the trial ends, the Spirit Gull Lineage intends to settle a private grudge."
As the Feather Transformation Emperor spoke, the elders' expressions froze. One by one, they cursed Spirit Gull inwardly for being so petty.
Meanwhile, the Su Family Head rejoiced wildly