Within the Hun Clan, at Hun Tiandi's secluded cultivation site, the clan leader sat cross-legged atop a blood-red lotus, quietly absorbing the sea of blood below. A thousand years ago, during the war to exterminate the Xiao Clan, the desperate assault launched by its then-leader, Xiao Xuan, had gravely wounded him as well. He had therefore spent all these years here in secluded recovery, waiting for his strength to return to its absolute peak.
Yet just as his cultivation reached a critical juncture, he sensed a somewhat disordered aura hurtling toward him. Hun Tiandi had barely emerged from his cultivation state when a figure wreathed in black flames charged inside and cursed, "Hun Tiandi, get the hell out here!"
"Nihility Devouring Flame? What are you doing here?" Hun Tiandi's expression darkened. Being forcibly interrupted at the most critical point of cultivation could have dire consequences; one careless moment could even cause the Dou Qi within his body to backlash. Soon, however, he noticed Nihility Devouring Flame's weakened state and could not help asking, "What happened to you? How did you get so badly wounded?"
"What happened to me? Heh... Hun Tiandi, you had Hun Xuzi tell me to wipe out the Yan Clan, and I did exactly that. I even endured that old bastard Yan Jin's self-detonation for it. And what did you do? You actually ordered Hun Xuzi to stab me in the back! If I hadn't kept a trump card in reserve, that bastard might really have refined me! You bastards certainly had it all worked out!"
Nihility Devouring Flame looked thoroughly enraged. Upon hearing Hun Tiandi's questions, he immediately unleashed a torrent of abuse straight into his face.
Nihility Devouring Flame's accusations left Hun Tiandi momentarily stunned. It took him some time to untangle the information hidden