"If there's blame, it's because there are too many prodigies in the Qin Dynasty; this Clan Leader feels uneasy!"
"To avoid future troubles and conflicts, and to maintain peace for the human race, this Clan Leader has no choice but to slaughter the Qin Dynasty!"
Under the world's sky curtain, the head of the An Family appeared composed and offered a reasonable explanation.
After speaking, he addressed the leaders of the other five great clans: "Stop hiding and holding back, show your abilities; otherwise, we cannot defeat the Qin Dynasty!"
"Blood Guard!"
"Come forth!"
After issuing instructions, the head of the An Family spoke indifferently.
"As you command!"
A deep voice resounded, and nine crimson figures emerged from the spatial whirlpool, emanating the aura of Immortal Emperors, filling the Nine Provinces realm and causing the heavens to shudder, emitting unbearable 'crack' sounds, as if they might explode at any moment.
