Chapter 119
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The long-necked wine jug rolled to the side of his feet.
Emperor Ye was sitting on the throne? He stood up, his expression gloomy. "Tell me, what happened to the Holy Wood to make you so anxious?"
There was a woman lying on the throne? Ye Jian realized he'd disturbed His Majesty's plans.
He didn't dare to look any longer. He hurriedly told Emperor Ye everything about the Holy Wood.
When he followed Emperor Ye back to the clan grounds, he was stunned by the scene before him.
The Phoenix Parasol was actually … falling leaves.
Countless blood-red leaves fluttered in the air, as if it was a never-ending red rain.
However, the Phoenix Parasol was an immortal tree. It'd been around for tens of thousands of years and had even gained sentience. It had always been lush and verdant. Why would it suddenly fall leaves?
Ye Jian panicked.
Soon, the Ye Clan's priests and elders arrived.
Among them was a stooped figure. He recognized him. He was the clan's oldest High Priest.
He didn't know the High Priest's name. Because the High Priest was too old and highly respected in the clan, they only called him High Priest. No one mentioned his real name.
The High Priest wore thick robes and walked to the front. His holy mask was engraved with patterns even more noble than theirs. It was profound and complicated.
He put his palms together and bowed. He chanted an ancient incantation.
"Holy Wood above, Tree Spirit, please show yourself and meet this old man.
Tree Spirit, please show yourself …. "
As he chanted, the surrounding priests closed their palms. They bowed their heads and began praying.
Ye Jian saw Emperor Ye standing to the side, watching with his hands clasped behind his back.
A beautiful and sweet-tempered woman in fine clothes and exquisite makeup was leaning against Emperor Ye.
That woman? He remembered her. She was the High Priest's granddaughter. Her bloodline was tested to be extraordinary at birth. She lived in the Spirit Praying Pagoda next to the Holy Wood in the clan grounds and was being raised as the clan's successor's bride.
Before he became a guard of the Holy Wood, he was a guard of the Spirit Praying Pagoda.
When? Years ago, he'd seen this young successor's bride sitting on top of the Spirit Praying Pagoda from afar. She was in the highest room, her face turned to the side as she combed her hair with a wooden comb.
Even though it was just the side of her face and she didn't wear any makeup, she was still so beautiful that he couldn't forget her.
The leaves of the Sacred Tree continued to wither.
The priests were praying, but after a long wait, the Sacred Tree's leaves that covered the sky gradually became barren.
In the end, only the brown branches were left.
The sun was shining brightly in the sky. Without the protection of the tree, Ye Jian's body started to sweat. It was so hot that he even felt a little dizzy.
However, it could not dispel the chill in his heart.
The phoenix parasol leaves had all fallen.
As for the Feng Wu's shadow, the protection that the Feng Wu had left for the Ye Clan … Did it still exist?
Ye Jian did not dare to think too much about it.
But just looking at Emperor Ye's ashen face was enough to tell the truth.
The chanting of the priests stopped.
They looked at each other a few times, all of them drenched in cold sweat, not daring to speak.
Only the High Priest was still standing under the tree, praying alone with his back hunched.
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