Sifang Zhengdao seemed to brighten up for a moment, explaining everything in great detail.
"A sacrificial Dao-grade Eonic artifact, and with this child's talent, he still hasn't claimed it? That is rather interesting." Kuntian Zhen smiled, but his gaze was not on the tower. It was on Sifang Beichen instead, especially those Double Ninth Primordial Eyes.
"Beichen, why haven't you come to pay respects to the Tianyu Temple Assistant?!"
At that moment, his father Sifang Zhengdao's booming voice rang out between heaven and earth.
"I'll deal with you later, treasure."
Hearing this, Sifang Beichen suppressed the faint agitation in his heart. He shot the Supreme Unity Tower one last glare before heading toward Sifang Zhengdao.
After putting away the Supreme Unity Tower, his entire aura returned wholly to one. It became fiercer, more soaring, completely unaffected by the Supreme Unity Tower.
As he flew toward Sifang Zhengdao, beneath his feet lay the place where ten thousand soldiers of the Nanyang General Camp had been beheaded. Their shattered souls and lingering spirits still wept beneath Sifang Beichen's feet, laying out a road of blood for him. And the one who had judged them stood beside his father!
Sifang Beichen's state of mind along this journey was truly complicated. He buried all the fires of vengeance deep in his heart and raised up the majesty of his bloodline. The rage and unwillingness in his heart at that moment of awakening—he would never forget them.
"Brother, I'm sorry. I was one step too late."
He silently said those words.
Perhaps if he had arrived one step earlier, he could have saved them.
But then again, without them dying before his eyes, could he have become an Upper Yu Seed?
Thus, this was fate and karma ordained.
"I definitely, definitely will avenge you—for you