His face grave, Bloodreed didn’t retort for a change.

Goldenhowl stopped his tirade at this unusual reaction. In terms of pure strength, the two of them were almost unmatched in the ten tribes. No one stood above them, apart from Forefather Celestial.

Even the second or third forefathers of the celestial tribe were their equal at best.

“Old Blood, what are you thinking about?” inquired the golden demon.

“Alas.” Bloodreed sighed softly. “I feel queasy on this day. I shouldn’t have caved in to the pressure and agreed to the battle plans. I had the feeling the celestial tribe was up to no good. I just...