Entrusting the Entire Race

When Xuan Ci and the others saw that Xuan Ming and his companion were moving even faster than Mahayana Stage experts, a foreboding rose in their hearts. But Xuan Ci didn't want to accept reality. He couldn't bear the thought of their most respected clan leader, their grandpa, dying before his eyes.

"Brother Xuan Ci, I'm sorry. My plan wasn't perfect..." Ling Tian felt deeply guilty.

The members of the Mysterious Spirit Bee Race, including Xuan Lei, had tears in their tiger-like eyes. They shook their heads as they listened to Ling Tian, but they were overwhelmed by grief and couldn't bring themselves to speak.

"Sigh, how did things come to this?" Ling Tian sighed softly, his heart full of confusion. "Why didn't Bee Ancestor Elder retreat? Was it for the sake of that empty reputation? Even so, he should have escorted Senior Xuan Ming to safety..."

Ling Tian couldn't believe anyone would value their honor more than the lives of their own descendants. He remembered how, back then, Humei Niang had even suggested fleeing so that he could survive. He felt Bee Ancestor Elder should have done the same.

"Ling Tian, look above Bee Ancestor Elder's head!" Po Qiong's voice suddenly rang in Ling Tian's mind. Po Qiong had been battered and broken by the lightning tribulation, so he was especially sensitive to its presence. "It's not that Bee Ancestor Elder doesn't want to escort Xuan Ming and the others. His lightning tribulation is about to arrive. He can't go with them. He's afraid..."

"Lightning tribulation? How could there be a lightning tribulation? Bee Ancestor Elder's clone is only in the middle-to-late Tribulation Stage. He's nowhere near the peak of the Tribulation Stage." Ling Tian sensed a wisp of dark tribulation clouds too, but his confusion only deepened. "Why