Therefore, he absolutely could not lose the Longevity Immortal Clan's trust. The Longevity Immortal Clan's help was crucial to him.
Only after hearing Li Changsheng's explanation did Wei Hong slowly release his grip, the anger in his heart dissipating somewhat.
On careful thought, Li Changsheng's words did make sense.
As a force whose foundations ranked second only to Forbidden Void throughout the entire Demon Domain, the Longevity Immortal Clan's prodigies naturally could not be compared to this common rabble.
It was only normal for Li Changsheng to have misjudged them.
"Even so, the root cause of those two clan brothers' deaths lies with you. Explain it yourself when the time comes."
Wei Hong cast a cold glance at Li Changsheng. The people he had brought were descendants of mighty figures within the clan. After all, these people were the Longevity Immortal Clan's next generation—the future of their race.
Their combat strength was naturally formidable.
But now they were dead. Their elders would certainly come demanding answers, and he was not taking the blame for this.
"Fine."
Li Changsheng nodded faintly.
In battles between prodigies, death was perfectly normal. He would not even need to explain himself; those elders would naturally be able to tell what had happened.
"What now?"
Wei Hong asked in a low voice. Two had fallen in succession within a mere few dozen breaths—what were they supposed to do next?
Keep attacking? What if more died afterward?
Just losing two had already given him a splitting headache. If even more died, then when he returned to the clan, even if he did not die, he would be skinned alive.
He had practically led the Longevity Immortal Clan's entire next generation into a death trap. Those elders would swallow him whole and spit out his bones.
"Forget it.