Xianxian slowly walked into Eternal Life Hall. At the very last moment before entering, she turned her head and glanced at Emperor Xuan Sha once more.
As though he knew this would be the last time, Emperor Xuan Sha looked at her with utmost care.
In that final glance, Xianxian's face was filled with weariness and pain. When she looked at him, there was deep grandfather-granddaughter affection in her eyes, along with extreme hatred—the hatred she held for Emperor Shi Tian.
Countless tangled emotions twisted across that face that should have been radiant with laughter. Emperor Xuan Sha felt as though he were being subjected to Thousand Cuts, Ten Thousand Slices.
This was even more painful than facing the strongest person under heaven. Even Emperor Xuan Sha's steadfast heart was filled with a deep wound.
Until Xianxian entered the main hall, Emperor Xuan Sha continued staring blankly in that direction. His eyes were bloodshot, and the pent-up anguish in his heart could not be released.
A storm of resentment gathered above Emperor Xuan Sha's head. His resentment soared into the heavens, changing the color of the wind and clouds.
Above High Heaven Court, none of the officials spoke. They merely watched in silence, because no one could intervene.
The most anxious of them all were Tian Zhouzi and the group of Tian Family Ancestral Immortals in the distance.
Fight! Why haven't they started fighting yet? This situation isn't good!
Tian Zhouzi was especially anxious now, because Emperor Xuan Sha's mood seemed to be worsening by the moment. Moreover, his will to fight Great Zheng was growing weaker and weaker.
Finally, Tian Zhouzi could not hold back any longer. He said, "Emperor Xuan Sha, you only need to take that white wolf away. There is no need to go this far.