The elder's brows furrowed tighter and tighter as he commanded, "Gather everyone. Let's go meet this formidable evildoer."
"But we can't, great-grandfather," the youth pleaded. "Uncle originally intended to pursue those demon monks, but when he encountered this formidable evildoer, he couldn't withstand a single move and was beheaded. You must not go."
Hearing this, the elder immediately halted his steps.
The uncle referred to by the youth, like himself, was one of the strongest members of their clan. They were the only two second-generation powerhouses within the clan.
The elder's eyes also flashed with a hint of shock when he heard how easily the formidable evildoer had dealt with the other.
Just then, another man came running over, shouting, "It's bad, Clan Leader. That formidable evildoer has gone to the Dragon Suppressing Stele and disturbed the dragon vein!"
Upon hearing this, the elder sighed deeply, his figure seeming to age ten years in an instant.
