Cloud Mist Territory.
In this natural territory, a great change had happened. The Cloud Tribe had managed this place for thousands of years. And today, it was brutally cleaned.
So many warriors of the Cloud Tribe were killed quickly. Even the ones hiding underground couldn't escape death.
The creatures on the continents lived in misery. The Cloud Tribe fellows screamed hopelessly, but no one could help them.
Dozens of black holes like open mouths of demons crazily swallowed energy and soul altars of the Cloud Tribe experts.
Fear and despair covered and lingered in each of the members of the Cloud Tribe. No matter how hard they tried, they couldn't change this deadly situation.
That year, when Fan De Lei commanded the experts of the Phantom Clan invading this land, he had shed blood on it. However, compared to this complete wash, it was just like a joke.
