Although Yao Ling had been rescued, the group's mood was unusually heavy.
They were not flowers raised in a greenhouse, but they had rarely seen people from an Ancient Emperor Clan die such a tragic death.
Cruel reality told them that the lives of members of an Ancient Emperor Clan were no more precious than those of ordinary people.
As long as they were attacked, they faced the same risk of death.
Yao Tian could be called the foremost member of the younger generation of the Yao Clan, as well as the undisputed choice for the next clan leader.
Even so, he had still died on the spot under the Soul Clan's ambush.
Xiao Jin had sent the South Dragon King to retrieve Yao Tian's corpse and hand it over to Yao Ling. After seeing her brother's body, Yao Ling, who had finally managed to calm down, broke down emotionally once again.
Xun Er and Huo Zhi comforted her for a long time before Yao Ling finally managed to pull herself together.
Xiao Jin's words made her determination even firmer. She had to return alive.
"If you can't pull yourself together and also die inside the Heavenly Tomb, no one will know about the grudge between you and your brother. You don't really expect Yao Wanhuo to believe our words, do you? In his heart, he might even think that we were the ones who did it."
Those words struck a chord with everyone else. The Ancient Emperor Clans competed with one another, and ambitious Ancient Emperor Clans would never give up an opportunity to eliminate another clan's young clan leader once and for all.
The Soul Clan was indeed highly suspicious, but it could not be ruled out that someone else had acted and framed the Soul Clan afterward.