This was a hatred that could not exist under the same sky. There was hardly any room left for reconciliation.
"Anyway, do everything possible to keep them in check and make them afraid to act rashly!"
Never in his life had he felt so stifled.
After saying that, the Valley Master rose to his feet, took the dragon-shaped little beast with him, and left the Qitian Grotto for the Myriadpath Spring.
Qitian Muyue and Qitian Muyue were left staring at each other, both unable to stop themselves from sighing.
"We got played by the Yin-Yang Realm inheritance. The days ahead will be difficult," Qitian Muyue said.
"Fortunately, the Hellfiend Clan lost a Great Perfection, and the Sui Shen Clan lost a future Great Perfection Ruins Realm expert. At the very least, they believe we obtained the inheritance and fear us..."
"So from now on, even we ourselves must believe that we obtained the treasure. Otherwise, if we are not resolute enough inside, it will be easy to give ourselves away. Once we do, and Father has yet to recover, with only us to rely on, we will truly be finished," Qitian Muyue said.
After all, their opponents already had the banner of the Myriadpath Sacred Canon and the ancestral precepts.
The two looked at each other!
Then they sighed again.
The stifling humiliation and awkwardness in their hearts were beyond the power of words to describe.
The Lesser Yin Realm.
"Yin and yang are the way of Heaven and Earth, the guiding principles of all things, the parents of change, the foundation of life and death, the abode of the divine..."
Solemn and majestic voices like these continuously echoed beside Li Tianming's ears.
Ten years!
Throughout those ten years, he had been awake, yet also muddled.
He could not