Xi Congyun narrowed his eyes, his heart filled with hatred.
These people had bright futures because, to some extent, they were all connected to Chen Yan. Some had helped Chen Yan back then; others had believed in him.
He had never helped Chen Yan, and that was why he was struggling to get anywhere now.
Chen Yan was dead, yet he was everywhere.
The batch of artificially created Eighth Orders and peerless Creation Realm experts Chen Yan had brought back from the Five Clans Competition all belonged to Chen Yan's faction.
They were the backbone of Great Xia now, even more powerful than the old Xunyang Faction had been!
Xi Congyun hated Chen Yan to the core!
Seeing Xi Congyun now, Chen Youqing knew what he was thinking.
After all, the Five Clans had studied Great Xia inside and out.
Though she said no more, she sneered inwardly.
So what if you had ten years?
Give him ten years, and he still wouldn't catch up to the Chen Yan of old.
In all the world, only Chen Yan could make her address someone of a lower realm as Venerable Sir.
Chen Yan had never once bowed his head, not even in death. That was what had earned her respect and admiration.
Though they had been enemies, and Chen Yan had even tricked her, Chen Youqing had never hated him. If anything, she admired him all the more.
At that moment, however, Chen Youqing was quite satisfied.
Xi Congyun had defected, and now the Great Xia troops inside the Abyss had no chance of survival.
Her plan had succeeded.
Li Zhiyi, too, had been forced into a corner by Great Xia's High Command. He had no way back.
His only option was to obediently come to the Five Clans and become