Sikong Lai felt numb by now, yet he still could not suppress his shock. At the same time, he hurriedly spoke again.
"Three seniors, please forgive my earlier offense and neglect! Since you also came from the 'Soul Prison Clan' and have traced matters to the 'Sun-Obscuring Clan,' you already know what happened to our clan back then. Under such circumstances, I had no choice but to act cautiously. Please, three seniors, follow me now!"
By this point, Sikong Lai was both shocked and delighted. He was shocked that the cultivation of these three was so powerful that neither he nor the others could muster even the thought of resisting.
Yet in that instant, just as Elder Hao had guessed, he had still been somewhat worried about their true purpose in coming here.
Even if their identities were genuine, could they be planning to annex them?
But after Elder Hao laid everything bare, Sikong Lai understood that his worries had been entirely unnecessary. These people could kill them whenever and wherever they pleased.
Moreover, he himself was no match for them, much less the rest of his clan. What use would they have for such a declining clan?
Before absolute strength, even if they wanted to take over the clan and plant soul imprints in all of them, would they not have to obediently do whatever they were told?
At the same time, Sikong Lai could no longer restrain the joy in his heart. Delight entered both his face and voice. That mountain that had always pressed down upon them—their greatest blood feud—
had nearly been wiped out just like that. Naturally, he would send people later to verify everything, but by now, he truly believed these three.
They had techniques if they wanted techniques, tokens if they wanted tokens,