Hearing the name Qing Yanjing, Mo Yu's pupils suddenly contracted, and the previously steady Chaos Divine Thunder aura around him uncontrollably stirred with faint ripples.
As for this heaven's favored daughter who had become his woman through a twist of fate, Mo Yu naturally could not forget her. Since they had parted on the Sacred Abyss Continent, more than a decade had passed. Even when they reunited on the Great Desolate Continent, the many shackles between them had prevented them from acknowledging each other in public.
Qing Xuan was so anxious now. Could something have happened to Qing Yanjing?
"Yan Jing... what happened to her?"
Mo Yu's voice suddenly turned cold. The invisible pressure belonging to a Saint Grade Heavenly Sovereign caused the temperature throughout the hall to drop several degrees.
Seeing his expression change in an instant, and the genuine concern and sudden viciousness in his eyes, Qing Xuan's final trace of hesitation vanished.
She abruptly raised her hand and pointed at Mo Yu. Her tears finally burst forth like a broken dam, mixing with blood and ash as she issued a bloodstained accusation and plea:
"What happened to her?! She's about to be forced to death by you people! Mohetian of the Maha Ancient Clan came to her door with a marriage contract, and the clan's higher-ups have already agreed! They'll force her to marry him in a few days!"
"She would rather die than submit, but she was confined in the inner palace!"
"And all of this is because of you, Mo Yu!"
"Do you know that Jing'er... she bore you a child! A son who carries your thunder bloodline! His name is Qing Chen, and he's already twelve years old!"
"For the past twelve years, mother and son have suffered contempt and bullying within the clan.