Only now did Yu Longxuan finally understand exactly what kind of existence he had provoked.
The Crimson Thunder Palace was losing.
No, it was being completely overwhelmed.
And the most terrifying part was that the Bai Clan clearly was not even fighting seriously yet.
Some were even laughing casually while fighting.
Others treated the battlefield like some kind of training exercise.
Even the Earth Immortal experts of the Bai Clan had barely made any real moves.
Yet despite that, the Crimson Thunder Palace was already collapsing rapidly.
This was no war.
It was a slaughter disguised as battle.
Yu Longxuan's face gradually turned pale.
Even if reinforcements arrive now…
Would it matter?
The Li Clan?
The Zhao Clan?
Other allied factions?
Yu Longxuan suddenly realized something horrifying.
Even if those forces truly came, they likely still would not be enough.
Because the Bai Clan had not even used twenty percent of their force. Others were merely watching.
