Yu Changkong looked at the archway of the Yu Clan, with a trace of earth-shattering madness in his eyes, wanting to destroy it all.
Qin Liuxi saw the evil spirit circulating around him, as if he was close to succumbing to darkness, stretched out a hand and pressed his shoulder.
Yu Changkong turned his head to look at her, his eyes red as blood: "This is the Yu Clan which the world has raised onto an altar, don't you find it disgusting?"
Qin Liuxi looked at the entire Yu Clan, its abundant Qi Fortune, thinking it might have been exchanged at the cost of generations of the most outstanding and fortunate Yu Family's children, her gaze filled with disgust.
"Disgusting or not, it is a colossal entity laid out in front of you. If things are really as we anticipate, Changkong, what you are up against is the entire clan, and it's not something that can be brought down from the altar through mere anger." Qin Liuxi said flatly.
