Chapter 67: Terms

Elder Xu Gan stared blankly at the corpse resting at his feet. The robes, the swollen face—it was undeniably Patriarch Xu Canghai. The Thunder Lord, the head of the Xu Clan, had been slaughtered like a common stray dog and tossed back to them as garbage.

The moment the realization fully settled into his mind, Elder Xu Gan's spirit immediately plummeted. The walking staff slipped from his trembling fingers, clattering loudly against the floor. His knees finally gave out, and he collapsed beside his dead patriarch.

All around him, the remaining four late-stage Foundation Establishment experts exchanged entirely defeated glances. Their faces were ashen, devoid of any fighting spirit. The reality of their absolute doom had finally shattered the last remnants of their clan pride.