Gu Lingyuan's True Identity, the Chen Clan's Plan

"Not until you reach the Yellow River will you give up."

Chen Xinghe looked at Gu Lingyuan and spoke calmly.

Gu Lingyuan's expression changed again, but she still forced herself to remain composed.

Because she knew that once she showed weakness, she would be doomed beyond salvation.

Besides, Chen Xinghe might simply have been trying to scare her.

So the more it was like this, the more she had to stay calm.

"Wudao, it's your turn."

Chen Xinghe glanced at Chen Wudao, who was seated on the high platform, and spoke evenly.

"Yes."

Chen Wudao, who had remained motionless all this time, immediately rose to his feet.

At this moment, the Chen Clan's upper echelon all watched Chen Wudao in confusion.

Some of them even had their expressions change involuntarily.

Gu Qianying in particular was completely stunned.

But she was no fool. Naturally, she knew something was about to happen.

And it was going to be something major.

"Men, bring them out."

Chen Wudao waved his hand.

"Yes, Old Clan Leader."

Someone hidden in the shadows answered before bringing out one half-dead person after another.

All of them were members of the Chen Clan. There were younger-generation members among them, as well as elders of the older generation.

A few of them were even Ancestor-level figures.

At a rough glance, there were several thousand of them.

Very quickly, these people were thrown out one after another, crashing down into the Grand Arena.

At this moment, every last one of them looked ashen-faced, their eyes filled with despair.

What... did this mean?

The instant everyone saw this, the scene erupted into an uproar, with discussions ringing out without end.

Gu Lingyuan's expression changed wildly. The composure she had forced herself to maintain completely crumbled at this instant, leaving her in utter