The Fury of the Powerful, Return of the Underworld Seniors

Qian Chaoguang sighed deeply. "You all know this person. She is Wang Dong. If the others' 'disappearances' were merely for cultivation, then for a very long time, Wang Dong's 'disappearance' was because I wanted to save her life."

"You have all seen what Tang San did. He did not even care about the lives of his own biological parents and flesh and blood. Would he care about someone born by accident?"

"Once Wang Dong truly returned to the Clear Sky Sect, to Tang San's hands, only one ending would await her—erasure."

"Perhaps saying it like this is not intuitive enough. Next, I will show you seniors a segment of my memories. A segment... from when I treated Wang Dong. The scenes may be difficult to accept, so please prepare yourselves."

Before his voice had faded, darkness descended.

Qian Chaoguang's manifested memories had already enveloped the entire Golden Ancient Tree conference platform.

Inside a silver-white Hibernation Pod lay Wang Dong, looking listless and physically withered.

An immense magic formation flickered with faint light.

Magic Runes that seemed born from the Void drifted through the air.

Working in tandem with the Hibernation Pod, the formation pumped vast amounts of energy and nutrients into Wang Dong's body while also isolating everything here in both directions.

Compared to Xiao Qi's incomplete memory fragments, Qian Chaoguang's immense Spiritual Power had allowed him to preserve even the tiniest details of the environment at that time.

Just as when he had shown Di Tian and the Silver Dragon King the Dragon God's memories, the powerful figures present could now see and hear the conversation between the two from the most direct perspective.

It was the story Qian Chaoguang had once told Wang Dong, the story of what had happened to her.

"Wang Dong, I'll ask you one