Lu Yin spat out a mouthful of blood. He couldn't help crouching down, gasping for breath.
High above, Di Qiong appeared. They had returned.
The Five Spirit Clan and the Three Month Alliance had clearly been prepared in advance. They had been betrayed. They had thought the earlier probing was over, but now it was clear that there was definitely a mole within the Eternal Clan who could communicate directly with a major figure in the Six Directions Meeting. They had no choice but to take this mole seriously.
Wu Tian had nearly been rescued.
Di Qiong scanned the area below. He saw Ye Bo crouched on the ground and Fei pinned beneath the earth. His gaze finally settled on Wu Tian. Frowning, he descended.
On the viewing platform, Di Qiong looked at Wu Tian.
Wu Tian lay on his back on the viewing platform, staring up at the dim sky.
"Why didn't you leave?" Di Qiong asked.
"I'm tired."
"You had a chance to escape."
Wu Tian didn't answer.
A cold glint flashed in Di Qiong's eyes. "You'll still suffer endless torment here. You're Wu Tian, one of the Three Realms Six Paths. Are you really willing to accept this?"
Wu Tian slowly sat up on the viewing platform and looked at Di Qiong. "You're pathetic."
Di Qiong narrowed his eyes, his expression darkening.
"How long have you kept me imprisoned? You used my power to rise to your current position. The Three Sovereigns and Six Venerables may seem equal to us, the Three Realms and Six Paths, but are we really equals?" Wu Tian's voice was hoarse and weathered, yet it carried an unflinching force. "Do you know why I didn't leave? I know. Fertile Soil knows. You don't. You Three Sovereigns and Six Venerables simply don't know.