After hearing this,
Huang Tianhua's mouth fell slightly open, his eyes filled with confusion and grievance. Even his eight-year-old fourth brother was saying this about him. Could he really have been wrong?
But I was doing this for your own good!
Great Shang was on the verge of collapse.
Were they really going to keep walking this dark path to the bitter end?
When King Wu took power, what would it matter even if their father was the Martial King of Great Shang? He might even die in the coming battles and be listed among the gods, sacrificing himself to answer the tribulation...
While Huang Tianhua was still thinking, Huang Tianxiang charged at him again. Perhaps due to the Martial Dao inheritance Wu Tian had left within the Human Clan, coupled with Huang Tianxiang's talent, he was actually stronger than he had been in the original course of events.
Or perhaps Huang Tianhua was simply distracted...
After a round of combat,
Huang Tianhua was forced back in a sorry state!
Seeing this, True Lord Qingxu Daode took out the Heart-Piercing Nail again. He understood Huang Tianhua's thoughts, but Huang Feihu was so stubborn that he seemed impossible to persuade.
They could not delay the greater plan of the Investiture of the Gods
just for his disciple's selfish wishes, could they?
But before True Lord Qingxu Daode could unleash his treasure, Maitreya beside him began to laugh merrily.
"Fellow Daoist, do not be hasty..."
"Why not let me make a move?"
Maitreya said with a smile.
True Lord Qingxu Daode turned to look at Maitreya. After a brief moment of thought, he nodded. He also wanted to see what this disciple most valued by the Western Sages was truly capable of!
Maitreya then lightly waved his hand.
A dull gray cloth