The atmosphere in the lofty pavilion abruptly turned strange.
Under the old man in hemp clothes' gaze, the blue-robed cultivator felt his scalp prickle. He said reflexively, "Senior Brother..."
"Junior Brother Changming!"
The old man in hemp clothes cut him off directly. "You should know that if one seeks peace from another, one must show sincerity. What do you think we should bring to negotiate with Wang Chen?"
The blue-robed cultivator choked up and was immediately left speechless.
This blue-robed cultivator was no ordinary figure. Also a Dao Entry elder of Azure Cloud Palace, he was the former patriarch of the Sikong Family, Taiwu City's foremost clan—Sikong Changming!
Moreover, Sikong Changming and the Great Elder were fellow disciples.
Yet at this moment, he could not see the slightest trace of brotherly affection in his senior brother's eyes.
"Junior Brother, the disaster began with you, so naturally you must end it."
The old man in hemp clothes said word by word, "Rest assured. I will leave your Sikong Family a single bloodline!"
"You!"
Sikong Changming glared and roared, shocked and enraged beyond measure.
He had never imagined that his senior brother would use him and the Sikong Family as an offering to seek reconciliation with Wang Chen.
Sikong Changming immediately circulated his true qi, prepared to fight to the death.
As a great Dao Entry cultivator, his dignity would never permit him to become fish meat on the chopping block without resistance!
But the instant Sikong Changming moved, wave after wave of powerful auras enveloped him.
The power of every single one was no weaker than Sikong Changming's!
Sikong Changming instantly felt as though he had fallen into a quagmire. Though he possessed the strength of ten thousand jun, he could not bring it to bear.
He was suppressed so completely