Near the twenty-four towering stone columns.
At last, the clanspeople who had endured until the end of the Clock of the Era thought they could catch their breath.
The celestial phenomena that crisscrossed the heavens and earth were indeed magnificent; without a proper mental reset, one would feel completely numb.
But the scent of blood in the air grew stronger and stronger.
Within the windows that were gradually opening, there turned out to be no fewer than ten, from which fresh blood kept flowing.
"This is too strange, there are no phenomena, how could these people have fallen?"
"I can't understand it either. It's clearly mentioned in the clan history that once the Tribal Array is activated, at most one or two people might die by accident during the Clock of the Era, such severe casualties are probably unprecedented in the last 120,000 years..."
Ye Kun and Ye Dingding, whispering softly, subconsciously looked around.
The youngest clanspeople were like frightened birds.
