The Fire-Swallowing Clan could occupy this supercontinent not because they were particularly powerful, but because they had adapted to its environment, to the barren, scorching conditions of the volcanic craters in the Red Flame Mountain Range.
They could survive in this sea of fire that resembled purgatory.
The Fire-Swallowing Clan's strength amounted to little in the Great Thousand World. They did not have even one Heavenly Sovereign. Compared with the Great Thousand World's powerhouses, they were far too fragile.
Clearly, the middle-aged man understood this situation very well, but the younger generation of their clan still needed time to grow.
"Are we just going to let them trespass on our clan grounds and seize the opportunities that should belong to us?" Upon hearing the middle-aged man's words, quite a few young men looked indignant.
"Then our entire clan must work together to grow stronger. Only strength gives us any say!" The middle-aged man addressed as the clan elder chuckled and patted the young man's shoulder, his eyes full of expectation.
"Wooo-"
Just then, a tremendous noise rang out from the borderlands where the Red Flame Continent met the Demon Domain. Thick black fog accompanied it, as though a supreme powerhouse were attacking, seeking to shake the entire continent.
"This is bad! The Outer Realm Evil Clan is attacking the Red Flame Continent!" The middle-aged man's expression immediately changed. He hurriedly told everyone, "All clansmen above Sovereign, come with me to reinforce the border! We must not let these bastards destroy our home!"
"Yes!!!"
Upon hearing his roar, the crowd erupted in answering roars. Then the middle-aged man swept everyone up and turned into a streak of light, racing toward the center of the Red Flame Mountain Range.
The aura he now emanated was unmistakably that of an Earthly Sovereign. He