Inside the Golden City, the Dark Clan's encampment.
Over a dozen strong warriors of the Dark Clan gathered together, whispering about something, the atmosphere somber and heavy.
"Those foreign strong ones, indeed, every one of them has an Innate Spiritual Root. But I didn't expect their combat power to be so formidable. Yin Ming fell at their hands, and I barely escaped with my life..."
The speaker from the Dark Clan wore a somewhat disheveled black robe, and bore some injuries, as if he had just been through a great battle, looking extremely disheveled.
If Fang Bai, Rongrong, and other gods were present, they would sense the familiar aura from this speaking member of the Dark Clan, knowing that he was the one who barely escaped the encirclement of Rongrong and the other women's formation by fleeing into a Black Hole.
He managed to return to the Golden City ahead of Fang Bai and the others, reporting this matter to his companions and discussing countermeasures.
