Vasha stood quietly at Situ Xuan's side, the hexagram on her forehead flowing with faint light. The power of Starry Sky Prophecy silently locked onto the locations of every hidden dungeon in the manor, while also sealing off the entire manor's space to prevent anyone from taking the chance to flee afterward. She did not interrupt at any point. All she needed to do was provide backup protection and follow Situ Xuan's arrangements.
Yuan'en Zhentian looked at the two sides locked in confrontation and raised a hand to restrain the emotionally out-of-control Yuan'en Tianshang, his brows tightly furrowed. He knew Situ Xuan's strength very well. This young man's power had long since surpassed imagination; perhaps he had already stepped into the realm of gods! Even if Yuan'en Zhentian activated Titan God Fist and used the essence blood power left behind by their ancestor Er Ming, there was no way he could contend with him.
If they fought, the Yuanen Clan would be destroyed.
But if he simply let them take the man, he still had countless misgivings deep down.
"The Grand President should be well aware of the hidden danger in Yehui's body."
Yuan'en Zhentian spoke in a low voice. "Her Fallen Angel martial soul is the key to a planar passage. Once she breaks through to Title Douluo, the Demon Channel will inevitably reopen. I suppressed her martial soul, imprisoned Tiandang, and crippled Tiandang's Soul Power all to protect Douluo Continent and all the living beings across this entire land. As the clan leader, I had no other choice."
This was the hardship he had kept buried for over a decade. He had never wanted to hurt his own granddaughter and son, but he had had no choice except to shoulder the heavy responsibility of guarding the plane.
Hearing