Just as Li Su was taken away by a Daluo of the Mythical Realm.
On the side of the thirty-three alien races, Dou Tian returned and did not remain idle. He directly summoned people from the Demon Court and the Black Mountain Sect.
Dou Tian was furious. After that battle, not only had he paid a heavy price, but he had failed to obtain the structure he wanted. To him, that was simply unacceptable.
And the main reason for this was the lack of intelligence.
If he had possessed information on such a peerless prodigy from the very beginning, he would never have suffered such a loss.
How could Dou Tian possibly accept an outcome like this?
As he looked at the Daluos of the Demon Court and the Black Mountain Sect, Dou Tian was anything but polite, his rage immense.
The thirty-three alien races had not accepted the Demon Court and the Black Mountain Sect on a whim.
A major reason was that the Demon Court and the Black Mountain Sect had provided them with a great deal of information, allowing them to thoroughly understand the situation on the Mythical Realm's side.
To the thirty-three alien races, this was far more useful than the combat strength brought by the Demon Court and the Black Mountain Sect.
The Mythical Realm had now fallen into an almost one-sided disadvantage. In a sense, it was precisely because of the information those two sects had handed over that the alien races possessed such a thorough understanding of the Mythical Realm.
Yet now, the alien races knew absolutely nothing about intelligence of such importance. Naturally, this left Dou Tian exceedingly furious.
After this single battle, the Mythical Realm's fate had undoubtedly been extended, while the human race's confidence had once again been lifted.
That