Just as the Xiao Clan finalized its plan to wipe out the Stone Clan and the Spirit Clan...
The Spirit Realm, Ling Hua's residence.
It stood atop a tall mountain, with an enormous waterfall outside its entrance. With its clear waters and verdant slopes, this place was a true paradise on earth compared to the scenery outside.
With the Xiao Clan's help, Ling Hua had subdued the other members of the Spirit Clan once more and reclaimed his position as chief.
However, because he had previously declared that he would step down as Spirit Clan Chief, he faced considerable resistance even after reclaiming the position.
Had the Xiao Clan not been looming over their heads, the Spirit Clan's Grand Supreme Elders, elders, and stewards would probably have mobbed him already.
Crash!
Inside his residence, Ling Hua sat alone in a chair, furious enough to smash the teacup in his hand against the floor.
Shards scattered everywhere, leaving the floor in a complete mess.
This was already the dozenth cup or so he had smashed. It was easy to imagine just how furious he was.
The reason was simple: the other elders and Grand Supreme Elders had gone behind his back to reach an agreement with the Yan Clan, forming an alliance for mutual offense and defense.
And the people they intended to oppose were none other than the Xiao Clan.
As a calm, intelligent man, Ling Hua understood the Xiao Clan's strength and the way it operated all too well.
He knew that once the Xiao Clan discovered the Spirit Clan's betrayal, a storm of savage retaliation would descend upon them.
Seated in his chair, Ling Hua kept his brows tightly furrowed. Two days had already passed, but no matter how he played things out in his mind, he could