The Ancient Clan's Crushing Defeat

"Who won?" Everyone stared tensely toward where the figure had fallen.

The Xiao Tribe members were relatively calm. Even if they lost, it would only mean the failure of one operation, not enough to cripple them. But for the Thunder Clan, this was a battle that concerned their very survival.

As the torn space slowly healed and the billowing dust gradually dispersed, Lei Ying's battered figure emerged.

"Clan Leader?" The Thunder Clan members all fell silent as they looked at the towering, iron-tower-like man.

"You lost." Xiao Yan descended from the sky. Aside from his slightly labored breathing, disheveled clothes, and the fact that half the fiery hair atop his head was gone, he showed no other changes.

"Yes, I lost..." Lei Ying panted heavily.

Hearing their clan leader admit defeat, the expressions of the other Thunder Clan members changed drastically.

Someone hurriedly urged, "Clan Leader, forget that damned wager. Let's fight them! There are no cowards in the Thunder Clan!"

"Right, fight them!"

"If they want to take down our Thunder Clan, they'll have to pay for it with lives!"

For a moment, the crowd boiled with emotion.

Xiao Yan's gaze remained calm, but intense vigilance rose within him. The Thunder Clan Leader had not lost his ability to fight. If Lei Ying chose to self-destruct, Xiao Yan could not be sure whether he could withstand it.

When he had fought the Flame Clan Leader earlier, the latter had also attempted to self-destruct in the end, but Xiao Yan had interrupted him with a soul attack.

However, Lei Ying was stronger than Yan Jin, while Xiao Yan was only slightly superior to Lei Ying. He had already gone all out in their recent clash. If Lei Ying self-destructed, he would be utterly unable to stop him.

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