The sky turned into a blood-red storm. Within this powerful vortex, destructive red light fell from the sky, descending upon the Shen clan.
At that moment, all the cultivators of the Shen clan looked up and stared into the sky.
It was oppressive. So oppressive.
The Sky River Great Elder had entered the situation, and things had changed. A madman had been added to the equation.
He had slaughtered the cultivators of the Shen clan when he had attacked them all by himself. There was nothing that he would not do. The Shen clan needed to consider the possibility that if they did not let the people go, the Sky River Great Elder would attack them.
If he did, would the other four top figures take part or just sit and watch?
If they got involved, it would b a huge battle.
If this battle broke out, the Shen clan would be at a massive disadvantage. What would happen then?
No one knew. They could only imagine.
