Lei Ying and Yan Jin scoffed at Void Devouring Flame's words.
"Hmph, even if your Hun Clan is powerful, with the combined strength of the Ancient Clan, Lei Clan, and Yan Clan, I refuse to believe the Hun Clan can keep us all here for good."
"Hehe, whether we have that ability or not, you'll find out soon enough."
At that moment, Gu Yuan's voice carried over.
"This is bad. Recall everyone at once."
Hun Shengtian, Hun Yao, and Hun Shun had begun setting up a formation.
Four Directions Silent Annihilation, Death Realm.
A Gate of Silent Death appeared behind each of Hun Shengtian, Hun Yao, and Hun Shun. As the three gates connected, countless traces of death aura began sweeping across the entire battlefield.
"The Hun Clan has actually developed the Power of Death to such an extent. That is rather surprising.
Generally speaking, there is a clear boundary between the living and the dead. Blurring that boundary comes at a price.
That is why Remnant Souls like you, Xiao Xuan, cannot leave the Heavenly Curtain at all.
Still, I never expected the Hun Clan to use these living dead to cultivate the Power of Death. It is quite an unconventional path."
"Fortunately, Xiao Yan seized a Gate of Silent Death beforehand. Now that their formation is missing one corner, its power will be greatly weakened.
Otherwise, the allied forces of the Ancient Clan, Lei Clan, and Yan Clan would have suffered devastating losses. It was truly a stroke of luck."
"Xiao Yan possesses great fortune. That is no empty claim. No matter the circumstances, his luck is always good enough to drive people mad."
On the battlefield, Hun Shengtian was furiously cursing Hun Yuantian.
"If I had known, I would never have let you go save Hun Feng.