Cleverness had backfired on him. Had he known Heavenly Mystery Child could bring people in to break the deadlock and flee, why had he bothered running ahead of time?
The result was that he ran headfirst into Xi Yue and Minghe, who had just arrived. Zuo Qingtian was utterly dumbfounded.
Hadn't Celestial Pivot Divine Palace been in the midst of an internal war? Could the He Dao Taiji they had vaguely sensed earlier have been fake?
How could they have arrived so quickly?
If he learned that the supposedly Taiji He Dao had actually been driven off yesterday, and that today had been reserved for a wedding and bridal chamber only to be interrupted, he wondered if he would doubt life even more.
In any case, seeing Xi Yue and Minghe burning with rage, Zuo Qingtian truly had no idea what they were angry about. He had told the truth and been accused of spreading rumors; he had tried to flee and crashed into an encirclement. He was so wronged he could practically jump into a river, yet even he was not as angry as they were. What were they angry about?
"Old Thief Zuo, surrender your life!" Radiant Moon shone brilliantly.
"Your Source of Dao came from the sea of blood. Now, return to it." Nether energy surged wildly.
"Fuck..." Zuo Qingtian retreated at top speed.
A shrill flute note suddenly rang out behind him. Zuo Qingtian's mind exploded with a boom, and he lost his hearing once more.
This kind of deprivation of the five senses... was far too agonizing.
For it did not merely rob his ears of hearing; it also affected the Yang Soul. It was as though even divine sense had been blocked from transmitting sound, severing every fluctuation related to sound.
When a person