Yi Jian was expressionless as he hugged Yi Hai's ice-cold body.
At that moment, he felt as though he had fallen into a bottomless abyss.
The surrounding darkness was like a mountain pressing down on him, making it so that he couldn't speak or breathe.
There was no pain in the world that could compare to the pain he was feeling at that moment.
The pain was so sharp, so deep, so complicated, so heavy.
Jiang Yan had already fainted from crying. She was holding Jiang Qin's head in her arms.
"Ruoxi, take her away," Seijen waved his hand helplessly and gestured for Yun Ruoxi to take the unconscious Jiang Yan away.
After speaking, Seijen walked to Yi Jian's side and patted his shoulder. He comforted him. "Sect Leader Yi, my condolences …"
He understood the pain of losing a son. He had killed his own son with his own hands. That kind of pain was not something an ordinary person could bear.
At that moment, Yi Jian suddenly turned his head. His expression sent chills down the spines of the people around him.
Yi Jian gritted his teeth. Blood gushed out from his gums.
The corners of his angry eyes were cracked. Tears mixed with blood flowed down from the corners of his eyes.
"Sacred Island Master, I want to go to the headquarters with you.
I want Zhong Shudao to explain to his face why he sacrificed these people! "
Yi Hai was his life's hope. Thirty years ago, he had abandoned the one-year-old Yi Hai to the Violent Saber Sect in order to find the truth behind his wife's tragic death.
Now that his father and son were reunited, he had no other pursuits in his life. He had placed all his dreams on Yi Hai, but this was the outcome he had gotten.
Yi Jian no longer addressed Zhong Shudao as' Envoy Zhong '. Instead, he called him by his name. This was enough to show his determination.
"Yi Jian! I will definitely support you in this matter. This Tu Shenzong actually disregarded the lives of millions of people for his own safety! " Ye Qing roared angrily. "I will go with you this time. I must see what else Zhong Shudao has to say!"
"Alright! Let's go together. This time, I must make Zhong Shudao make the decision! " Seijen had also made up his mind. This time, it was not just for the people of the East Sea, but also for the millions of people in the three regions.
Yun Ruoxi, who was at the side, could not help but frown when she heard their conversation. She summoned a trusted aide beside her and said in a low voice, "Return to the headquarters first and inform Envoy Zhong of this news."
Yun Ruoxi could vaguely feel that a bloody storm was about to start tonight.
The sky was not bright yet, and the east was just beginning to turn white. The black sky was gradually fading, and the air was still filled with the fragrance of the night.
Several tens of figures appeared above the Eastern Sea. Those people were Zhao Lifeng and the others.
After exchanging punches with Seijen, Zhao Lifeng didn't want to continue fighting. After all, they didn't come here to deal a heavy blow to the Northeastern Region. They had another objective.
Zhao Lifeng had a calm smile on his face. They were now rushing to Central Island to report their battle results.
The million-man army had already returned to the East Sea after massacring dozens of villages.
"Lord Zhao, why haven't I heard you mention the matter that old man mentioned?" Fu Chang asked respectfully as he walked beside Zhao Lifeng.
Fu Chang was asking about the matter that Jiang Jianhua had mentioned. It was about Zhao Lifeng being hunted down by more than ten enemies decades ago.
He had never heard anyone mention this matter. If Jiang Jianhua hadn't mentioned it today, he might not have known that the high and mighty Dark Sect's founding elder had actually been hunted down in the past.
"This happened before I joined the Dark Sect. Come to think of it, it seems to have been 50 years." Zhao Lifeng curled his lips and said casually.
50 years ago, he was only a Level Nine Wu Huang. He still remembered that when he joined the Dark Sect 30 years ago, he was only a Half-step Wu Sheng.
In those 30 years, his strength had increased greatly. With the help of Dark Sect and a large amount of resources, he had forcefully raised his cultivation level from Half-step Wu Sheng to the peak of Level One Wu Sheng.
It was precisely because of this that he was so dead set on An Yong.
A mere Northeastern Region couldn't satisfy his ambition.
In addition to some other reasons, he resolutely chose to give up the title of "King of the Northeastern Region" and joined the Dark Sect.
"May I be so bold as to ask, Lord Zhao, who are those people?" Fu Chang asked carefully. He really wanted to know who was so capable as to hunt down Zhao Lifeng 50 years ago.
When Zhao Lifeng heard this, he stopped walking and looked at the sky that was already turning bright. After a long time, the corners of his mouth moved and he said a name.
When he heard this name, Fu Chang's eyes widened, and he couldn't help but have goosebumps.
He looked at Zhao Lifeng's back and shuddered. Only now did he understand that in terms of cruelty, he wasn't even 1% as cruel as this person in front of him.
Time passed by quietly. When it was noon, Yi Jian and Ye Qing arrived at Tu Shenzong's headquarters under Seijen's lead.
Currently, dozens of people were gathered in the main hall of Tu Shenzong's headquarters. All of them looked extremely solemn, and they consciously stood on two sides.
On one side were Nangong, Lin Ying, and the others, led by Zhong Shudao. On the other side were the East Ocean warriors who were waiting for their backbone, Seijen.
Both sides were silent as they stared at each other. They understood that today wasn't just a discussion, but also a negotiation.
Zhong Shudao looked very haggard. Today, he didn't sit in the seat of honor. Both sides each occupied a side below the stairs, and Zhong Shudao stood in front of Prince Namgong and the others.
Everyone was waiting for Seijen to return.
After a long time, three figures walked into the main hall with solemn expressions. Everyone couldn't help but sit up straight and stare at Seijen, who was leading the group.
Zhong Shudao frowned. He saw Ye Qing and Yi Jian behind Seijen. Although he was a little displeased, he knew that it was useless to flare up now.
"With such a lineup, it seems like Envoy Zhong knows that I have something to say today?" Seijen didn't beat around the bush. He mocked as soon as he walked into the main hall.
Everyone looked at each other. Just one sentence and Seijen's gloomy smile made them understand that today's matter wasn't that simple.
"Time waits for no man. I also know about the Dark Sect's agreement in three days." Zhong Shudao's face was calm as he replied with an indifferent tone.
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