Daoist Chang Yao's expression was gloomy as he muttered.
The 16 hunters were all his trusted aides. They had been nurtured by him for hundreds of years.
These people were his foundation for his return to the Ten Thousand Magnificence Immortal Dynasty in the future.
Unexpectedly, a simple mission resulted in the loss of more than half of his subordinates.
"Golden Crow Han Mountain Clan, and," Daoist Changyao squinted, a hint of killing intent appearing on him, "Lu Tang Black Panther Clan."
If it weren't for the information from the Lu Tang Black Panther Clan, he wouldn't have sent his men to the Han Mountain Clan.
This time, half of his losses could be attributed to the Lu Tang Black Panther Clan.
However, he was not sure who killed his subordinates.
Within a radius of 100,000 miles, there were not many who could kill the team of hunters he had trained.