Chapter 2429
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Everyone else lowered their heads and clenched their fists as a sense of helplessness welled up in their hearts.
Even though they were hailed as the young geniuses of the Sacred Alliance, so what? They couldn't even protect their own comrade.
In the end, Lin Yun would have to pay with his life in order to save their lives.
Even Xiu Muhao and the others were feeling extremely pained at this moment.
Although they hated Lin Yun, they also understood how important Lin Yun was to the Sacred Alliance and how much the Chief Alliance Leader valued Lin Yun.
Compared to their personal hatred, the future development of the Sacred Alliance was their top priority.
Lin Yun's death was a huge loss to the Sacred Alliance.
Although they didn't want Lin Yun to die, they had to accept this fact.
Even though Lin Yun had been able to survive the attack of a level-six Wu Sheng, he had at least been protected by Elder Jing.
Now that Lin Yun was fighting a powerful fire spirit, which was equivalent to a Wu Sheng, alone, no one thought that he could survive.
"Tell me what exactly is going on!"
Right at this moment, an angry roar that sounded like a thunderclap in a drought suddenly sounded outside the main hall.
This roar was so terrifying that Jian Zizai and the others felt a pressure on their chests and couldn't help but kneel on the ground.
"Alliance Leader, please calm down!" The Sacred Lord of Fantasy hurriedly knelt down on one knee. He hadn't seen the Space Lord this angry in many years.
The Yellow Emperor appeared in the main hall. His eyes were burning with rage and his body was filled with an uneasy aura that caused the surrounding space to distort.
He had spent so much effort and searched for so many years before finding this exceptional disciple. How could he accept that he had just died in a secret realm?
An aura that could make one's blood boil filled the entire main hall. Even a powerhouse like the Sacred Lord of Fantasy could feel the restlessness in his body.
"Shut up! If he's alive, I want to see him. If he's dead, I want to see his corpse. Open the Yao Sealing God Tower again! "The Yellow Emperor stared at the Sacred Lord of Illusion and signaled for him to take out his interspatial ring.
However, the Sacred Lord of Illusions couldn't help but shiver. She said helplessly, "Alliance Master … the pagoda … the pagoda has lost its effect!"
"What did you say?" The Yellow Emperor was shocked as he stared at the tower the Sacred Lord of Illusion was offering.
With the realm of his Divine Sense, he could naturally sense that there was no longer any aura left in the pagoda.
"Bastard!" Even someone of the Yellow Emperor's status couldn't help but curse.
He grabbed the Demon Sealing Divine Pagoda and injected the power of space into it.
However, his power was like a fallen leaf falling into the vast ocean, unable to stir up any waves at all.
"How could this be …" The Yellow Emperor stared anxiously at the Yao-Sealing Pagoda.
No one dared to breathe too loudly. Even when they were attacked by the Celestial realm, the Yellow Emperor had never been so anxious.
This was the first time in his life that the Yellow Emperor had ever been so angry!
"Which one of you can explain to me what's going on?!" The Yellow Emperor suppressed his anger and glared at the group of disciples kneeling on the ground.
Jian Zizai gathered his courage and explained everything to the Yellow Emperor.
"Alliance Master, Junior Brother Jiang lost his life to protect us." Jian Zizai's eyes were filled with sorrow and unwillingness.
He saw Lin Yun as his greatest opponent, so he felt sorrow for Lin Yun's death and unwillingness to lose such a powerful opponent.
"Alliance Master, please restrain your grief!" the Sacred Lord of Illusions said.
"Restrain my grief?" The Yellow Emperor laughed coldly and shook his head. "Jiang Yun was the greatest gift the heavens have bestowed upon the Sacred Alliance. Now, he lost his life for a mere secret realm."
"This isn't just my loss. This is the greatest loss the Sacred Alliance has ever suffered!"
The Yellow Emperor stared at the pagoda in his hand. The entire hall was deathly silent.
After a long while, the Yellow Emperor waved his hand and said calmly, "You can all leave. I want to be alone for a while."
The Yellow Emperor seemed to have suddenly lost ten years. He was like an old man who had lost his son. Anyone who saw him would feel pity.
It was hard to imagine that this was the famous Alliance Master of the Sacred Alliance, the Sacred Alliance.
The Sacred Lord of Illusions took a deep breath. He could understand how the Yellow Emperor felt.
In reality, he could tell that the Yellow Emperor had treated Lin Yun like his own son during this period of time, even more so than he had.
Even he, the Sacred Lord of Flames, and the Lord Of Frost didn't receive such treatment when they were the Yellow Emperor's disciples.
One could imagine how much the Yellow Emperor valued Lin Yun.
Everyone bowed and left the hall.
Everyone seemed to have lost their souls after leaving the hall.
The Illusion Realm Sacred Lord stood on the stairs and let out a breath into the sky. Behind him, the eleven direct disciples all had their heads lowered and were in low spirits.
"You don't need to blame yourselves. This has nothing to do with you.
"However, all of you still revere Jiang Yun in your hearts. If he hadn't stepped forward bravely, perhaps all of you would have died instead."
The Sacred Lord of Illusions comforted them. He didn't want to say anything else and left.
He knew that the Yellow Emperor was like a trapped beast that had just broken out of its cage. Anyone who dared to touch him now would be killed.
In the main hall, the Yellow Emperor stared blankly at the Demon Sealing Pagoda in his hand. He muttered to himself, "Jiang Yun, I've harmed you …"
"What Land of Heritage? With your talent, why would you need something like this?"
"Perhaps I've committed too many sins in my life … and I've implicated you."
Time crept by. The entire Divine Realm was in an uproar.
In just three short days, news of the Sacred Alliance's current head and personal disciple, Jiang Yun's death had spread throughout the Divine Realm and created a storm.
The first to receive the news was the head of the Xiahou Martial House, Xiahou Yang.
When he heard the news, he was overcome with grief. His servants could hear him pounding his chest in self-blame.
"Jiang Yun, I've harmed you … If I'd known this would happen, I wouldn't have participated in the general assembly!"
In a month's time, every faction heard the news.
It was as if Lin Yun's death had touched a nerve in the Sacred Alliance's head, the Yellow Emperor.
A month later, the Sacred Alliance dispatched a large number of soldiers to attack the Anti-Union Religion and the Seven Devils.
In a short time, the Anti-Union Religion and the Seven Devils had suffered heavy losses.
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