"Strength Clan, today you shall be destroyed!"
An icy voice rang out, echoing throughout the Strength Clan's Residence.
The sleeping clan members jolted awake and instantly felt waves of soul power pressure bearing down from above, every one immensely powerful.
They rushed out of their homes in panic and looked up at the sky.
Then,
Everyone froze where they stood.
The sky was filled with people.
Layers upon layers of Soul Rings dazzled in the night sky: nine rings, eight rings, seven rings, and those three blood-red Hundred Thousand Year Soul Rings!
"Heavens!"
"Soul Saints, Soul Douluos, and... Titled Douluos!"
"Why do they want to destroy our Strength Clan?"
Cries of shock and sobbing rose one after another throughout the Strength Clan's Residence.
The clan members ran out of their houses, looked up at the light of the Soul Rings blanketing the sky, and collapsed to the ground.
Every one of them trembled, too terrified even to stand steadily.
Most members of the Strength Clan were utterly bewildered. They had no idea what had happened, why their clan had provoked so many powerful experts, or why those experts wanted to exterminate them.
Tai Tan had told only a few trusted aides and scouts about the ambush to kill Long Aotian.
"You don't understand why?"
Elder Mo sneered and hauled Tai Tan to the front.
"All of you, raise your heads and look at who this is!"
The Strength Clan members looked toward the voice, their gazes settling on the figure held in Elder Mo's grasp.
Tai Tan's entire body was bruised and swollen, half his face puffed up like a pig's head.
Even so, they recognized him.
"Th-the clan chief?!"
"It's the clan chief!"
"Heavens! How did the clan chief get beaten like that?"
Seeing their clan chief held in