The Truth Behind the Destruction

"How is that possible?" Xiao Yan blurted out. He was so agitated that his voice cracked.

It was not that Xiao Yan lacked mental fortitude; the information in Yan Chao's words was simply too horrifying, stirring towering waves in his heart. As his strength had grown, he had also learned more about the ancient, powerful hidden factions of the Central Plains.

The Flame Clan's foundations ran deep, and its strength was formidable—certainly no weaker than the Spirit Clan Xiao Yan had faced before.

On the night at the Pill Tower, the Spirit Clan members had repeatedly held back out of fear of the Flame Clan's Huo Zhi. That had also been one of the crucial reasons Xiao Yan's group had ultimately survived.

It could be said that the Flame Clan was also a reclusive superpower. If it truly chose to act, even the Pill Tower or Soul Hall, the strongest forces openly known in the Central Plains, might not be its match. If the Flame Clan went all out in battle, it would be enough to shake the entire Central Plains.

Yet such an existence had actually been wiped out. It was something Xiao Yan could not imagine no matter what. At first, he had even found it utterly absurd, but Yan Chao before him, along with everything that had happened recently, told Xiao Yan that it was all real.

Who was the enemy? And why had they struck the Flame Clan so ruthlessly?

Countless questions circled in Xiao Yan's mind. For a moment, he did not even know which one to ask first, only that his mouth had gone dry.

"Hard to believe, isn't it? If someone had told this old man one or two years ago that the Flame Clan would soon be completely destroyed, I would have