After quite a while, Dongfang Yu finally recovered enough strength to fly. After all, he was still a Tribulation Transcendence cultivator, and he had even mastered the first layer of the Return-to-Origin Technique. He was stronger than those below him, if not as strong as those above, so he dusted himself off, clasped his hands, and said to me, "Alliance Leader Xia, sorry for the trouble. If it weren't for you, my father probably would have killed me this time."
"It's fine. I bear some responsibility for this too, so I can't let you take all the blame. But you truly don't know who was imprisoned inside?" I asked tentatively.
Dongfang Yu shook his head and said, "If I knew, I wouldn't be this confused. Sigh, I don't know what to do next. I ask that Fellow Daoist Xia point me in the right direction."
"Next, I'll still do my best to put you in the position of leader of the Eastern Immortal Alliance. That was the agreement of our blood contract. We can't give up halfway." I looked at Dongfang Yu and saw blazing flames flash through his eyes again, which eased my mind somewhat. Although he was a wastrel, his desire for power was still extremely strong. Having almost been killed by his own father, he had developed an even stronger desire for revenge. That expression was only to be expected.
"Who would have thought my father would disregard our familial bond and try to kill me! Back when he was down on his luck, I exhausted all my strength to help him. Little did he know that without me, Dongfang Nian would have beaten him into ashes long ago! And now he actually wants to kill me! How laughable!" When Dongfang Yu flew alone, he began cursing