Fen Tian looked over at Huang Xingyun with anger in his eyes that was impossible to hide - Huang Xingyun had never told him that the Passion Valley had information pertaining to the Sidhe Tribe’s sealed grounds. Clearly, Huang Xingyun wanted to keep that advantage to himself.

 “Such a piece of trash.” A frosty light flashed across Huang Xingyun’s eyes, “I assumed that he had died in the hands of the Sidhe Tribe. I had never expected him to die in your hands. Even the wise are not free from error.” 

If not for that blunder, today, when the joint forces of darkness and light of the Blood Red Hell and the Passion Valley were to erupt at the same time, they would have been able to attain victory at the lowest possible cost.

The most important reason why the Blood Red Hell and the Passion Valley held back from taking action was because they did not want to lose too many people here. Putting aside the other countries, the two great empires, the ZhongTian Empire and the Wan Shou...