"There are spies! There must be spies among our Chaos Clan!"
The masters of the various peaks of the Chaos Clan flew out one after another, several magical treasures hovering around them as terrifying Dao Rhyme fluctuations radiated from their bodies.
Rumble!
At that moment, seven giant warships finally sailed into the skies above the Chaos Clan. Nearly seven thousand powerhouses flew out of the warships, flapping their golden wings.
"That's... the True Feather Clan!"
"The True Feather Clan? How is that possible? Didn't the True Feather Clan vanish into thin air thirty thousand years ago? Even all the resources within the clan were plundered clean!"
"The True Feather Clan actually dares invade our Chaos Clan? Are they courting death?"
Many of the older-generation powerhouses of the Chaos Clan recognized the identities and origins of those people at a glance. They were unmistakably members of the True Feather Clan.
The True Feather Clan was also a Supreme Family. It had once been known alongside the Chaos Clan, the Linglong Clan, and others as one of the eight Supreme Families. Later, however, news came from the outside world that the True Feather Clan had vanished into thin air.
That bizarre incident inevitably made people associate them with Ghost Path Cultivators.
"Ghost Path Cultivators, have you grown tired of living? How dare you invade our Chaos Clan?"
Just then, an aged figure flew out and looked at the large group of figures before him, his eyes blazing with fury.
That person was none other than the Third Ancestor.
The True Feather Clan had entered their Chaos Realm with ease. Even their Chaos Clan's Seventy-Two Chaos Grand Cycle Array had failed. This was enough to prove that their Chaos Clan had indeed been infiltrated by Ghost Path Cultivators.
Back then, Lu Ren had