The True Phoenix Clan's Response, Xiao Tian Ce Sets Up One Hundred and Seventy Spiritual Arrays

Our tale picks up where it left off.

After Xiao Tian Ce left the cave, he restored the concealment spiritual array outside it. Then his figure vanished.

At that moment, within the True Phoenix Clan Ancestral Grounds.

"Useless! Useless! It's been so many days, and you still haven't found a single useful lead. What do I keep you around for?"

In the Meeting Hall, Feng Ming Tian seethed with rage as he listened to his subordinates' reports, none of which contained anything useful.

More than a month had passed since Mo Yang and the others were rescued, and the True Phoenix Clan had sent many of its powerful members out to investigate their whereabouts.

Unfortunately, they still had nothing to show for it.

"Please calm your anger, Clan Chief! Please calm your anger!"

A Steward from the True Phoenix Clan's Enforcement Hall hurriedly dropped to his knees and begged for mercy. He had no choice. Over the past several days, not a single person who came to report had escaped unscathed. Even the luckiest Steward was still bedridden, recovering from his injuries.

As for the unluckiest Steward, no one even knew where his ashes had blown off to by now.

Moreover, as time passed, everyone could sense the viciousness radiating from Feng Ming Tian steadily growing. His volatile temper was like a volcano on the verge of eruption.

Though they wanted to counsel him, they also knew that after Mo Yang and the other two were rescued, Feng Ming Tian felt more than anger. What he felt most was fear.

Even if the True Phoenix Clan's Elders present did not know the full story of what had happened more than thirty thousand years ago, they had heard something of it.

Fortunately, not long afterward, the Heavenly Dao Sect had been