Zu Xinghai raised an eyebrow as he looked at me, while the other cultivators, such as Shang Zhao, the Han King, and Fang Jingliao, all glared at me, seemingly displeased by how harshly I had spoken. After all, the situation was unclear, and they felt I had gone too far.
I let out a cold laugh and swept my gaze across the group of cultivators. "When the Yellow Springs Killing Dao slaughtered your disciples like dogs and pigs, why weren't you angry then? I'm just asking what happened."
"Heh heh, fellow cultivator, everything has to be handled step by step. It's not that there won't be revenge—it's just that the time hasn't come yet." Shang Zhao laughed awkwardly, while Dark Ancestor Xinghai merely snorted and shot me a glance, looking as if I were young and ignorant.
I couldn't be bothered to pay any more attention to these great immortal cultivators. I looked at Di Qing, wanting only to hear his explanation.
"Di Yanxin was indeed a disciple sent out by our Antarctic Immortal Island. He was also our first step in dealing with the calamity. He did quite well at first, and we thought he should be able to resolve the matter within a year. However, we never expected that he was still too young and inexperienced. He always acted with himself at the center and brought some bad habits into the outside world as well. Alas, that eventually cost him his life when he sparred with fellow cultivator. As for Di Yanren, that child has a fierce temperament. After his younger brother Yanxin was killed, resentment filled his heart. We originally sent the two of them out because we wanted them to inherit this mission and resolve the calamity. We never expected that the moment he left, he