"Demon Emperor Venerable, did this place seem to have suffered a calamity that wiped out the entire clan?"
Huang Yu's eyes flashed like lightning as he swept his gaze around, his heart filled with shock.
What sort of battle could devastate this mountain range stretching tens of thousands of miles into such a miserable state?
"Could even the Nine Revolutions Lost Soul Killing Array not withstand the Undead Royal Family's fierce assault? What exactly happened?"
Lu Ren frowned tightly, his figure flashing as he descended directly into the Lost Soul Clan.
His heart was full of doubts. Ordinary Divine Emperors could not break the Nine Revolutions Lost Soul Killing Array!
At this moment, every member of the Lost Soul Clan looked ashen-faced and utterly dispirited.
When they saw Lu Ren, they were all stunned. Then, anger surged onto their faces.
"It's him! He's the one who turned our Lost Soul Clan into this!"
"Let's attack together and kill him!"
Many younger clan members, not even Divine Venerables, rushed toward Lu Ren, wanting to kill him.
Yet before they could get close to Lu Ren, Huang Yu sent them flying one after another with his palm strikes. They crashed into the walls of the surrounding buildings, coughing up blood.
"Huang Yu, you were too heavy-handed!"
Lu Ren reproached him.
"Demon Emperor Venerable, they wanted to kill you. I was already going easy on them!"
Huang Yu said.
"Who goes there?"
Suddenly, a sharp shout rang out. An old man flew over from afar—it was Wang Sanchi.
When he clearly saw Lu Ren, his eyes lit up, then flashed with an odd look. "Clan Chief, you're not dead?"
"What exactly happened?"
Lu Ren asked anxiously.
Though he did not have much attachment to the Lost Soul Clan, he had become its Clan