As the two spoke, a figure with an enraged expression suddenly came charging from afar.
"Xu Xuan! Dao Ling Great Emperor!"
Ye Qin called out, her face filled with grief and indignation, then reached out and projected an image.
Across a boundless snowy wilderness, vast numbers of the Blood Clan fled in disarray.
Yet at the very front of their ranks, countless humans were being driven along like livestock.
How could ordinary people endure forced migration-or rather, flight-on such an enormous scale?
There was no need for the Blood Clan to suppress them. Countless humans froze, starved, or died of exhaustion, or were trampled into a carpet of bloody pulp.
But the Blood Clan cared nothing for any of this. They simply kept driving them onward, forcing those people to struggle forward regardless of everything.
Countless corpses lay scattered along this horrifying road. Human blood and mangled remains almost completely covered the snow.
It was impossible to imagine how many ordinary people would die wretched deaths on this journey alone.
Under such circumstances, even those with some cultivation could not protect themselves.
"What are they trying to achieve by doing this?"
Xu Xuan and the others were naturally furious at what they saw, but Dao Ling Great Emperor looked further ahead.
"They simply want to sacrifice our fellow humans to bring some important figure over!"
Xu Xuan sneered. He clearly knew far more about the Blood Clan than the others did.
"The Blood Clan has gone too far! We must not let them off!"
Dao Ling Great Emperor was filled with fury at these words. It was not hard to imagine that elsewhere, the Human Race and the Blood Clan were not incapable of living together peacefully.
To put it bluntly, they were openly bullying the cultivators of Primordial Dao