Gu Yuan's decision soon spread throughout the Gu Clan's upper ranks. For a time, the atmosphere throughout the Ancient Realm grew tense, and many experts were dispatched to the Central Plains to keep a close watch on the Hun Clan's every move.
After the others left, Gu Yuan gazed into the distance, his eyes deep as everything he had witnessed within the Stone Clan's realm surfaced in his mind.
Above the Stone Realm, two enormous palms collided violently. A storm of destruction immediately swept outward, tearing a massive opening in the already turbulent sky. The celestial phenomenon even reached the Central Plains, drawing the attention of countless factions.
"Hun Tiandi, are you trying to start a war?" As the two gigantic hands collided, the spiritual radiance around Gu Yuan dimmed considerably. His stern shout rang through the sky, carrying a trace of anger.
"Heh, Gu Yuan, you said those very words back when my Hun Clan destroyed the Xiao Clan. You've been saying them for over a thousand years, and you're still repeating the same old lines."
"Gu Yuan, you're still far too indecisive. Putting on this righteous act now is too false, and far too late."
Hun Tiandi's faint laughter followed. As his words fell, a massive spatial rift split open in the sky. Black mist surged within it, blotting out the heavens, while waves of extraordinarily powerful, chilling auras spread from the rift.
"The Soul Clan Army-"
Sensing the sheer number of powerful auras within the rift, Gu Yuan's expression changed.
A rift appeared above the Stone Realm, and black mist poured from it like a flood, rapidly forming a black seal tens of thousands of feet across. The Black Seal hovered in the sky.
"Destruction Seal!"
Hun Tiandi watched Gu Yuan, a strange smile appearing on his