"Who?"
Venerable Xiongjian's eyes flew open as he looked at Yihua Daojun, who had come to report. "The Second Elder sent someone?"
"No."
"The Second Elder came personally." Yihua Daojun hurriedly explained.
"Heh..." Venerable Xiongjian let out a cold laugh, lowering his head and catching sight of his withered, disheveled long hair.
His life had been saved by a great pill personally refined by the heavens.
He had not been awake for long. It was only during the voyage through the gates of hell that he had somewhat recovered.
He had even been preparing to attend the evening's celebration.
When he learned of their victory, Venerable Xiongjian had nearly leaped to his feet.
It was after fighting Tu Shan Jun that he had completely acknowledged the other man's strength. Otherwise, he would never have brought all his own followers to aid the Underworld.
Later, he had even risked his life to anchor Wu Rong and unleash a great divine art.
Yama was indeed formidable. That single blow had nearly cost him half his life.
At the time, there had been no room for further thought. He had only known that he had to fight for his life.
It was only afterward, when he learned that the elders of Taiyi Sect had sacrificed the entire sect to forge weapons, that he realized true warriors had been right beside him all along.
Fortunately, it had all been worth it. Tu Shan Jun had become an Emperor, Wu Rong had advanced to become a Great Daojun, the Underworld had opened the cycle of yin and yang, and with Heavenly Sun Divine Sect serving as a springboard in the Eastern Wasteland, even the Demon Abyss had no choice but to fall silent.
"No... forget it. I'll see him..." Venerable Xiongjian had initially wanted to