The many sect higher-ups and Grand Elders were profoundly shaken by this sight!
What did Chu Tianwang mean by this?
Was he washing his hands of everything and handing all family affairs over to Chu Tian?
After all, among the Chu Family's Direct Descendants, aside from Chu Tianwang, the next successor was Chu Tian, the young master of the Chu Family—designated the sect's Holy Son from birth and born to two Emperor Venerables.
At that moment, their minds boomed, and they faintly sensed that the sect's heavens were changing.
Chu Tianwang had actually placed the helm that determined the course of a Founding Family into the hands of an eight-year-old child. Moreover, it was obvious from Chu Tian's attitude that he absolutely would not compromise with Ye Tianxiong and intended to pursue the matter to the bitter end.
Ye Tianxiong stood where he was with a dark expression, his eyes thick with bloodshot veins as he watched Chu Tianwang leave.
He understood that the situation had completely spun out of control.
Under normal circumstances, Chu Tianwang would certainly have stepped forward to salvage the situation and resolve the conflict between him and Chu Tian.
But this time, he had chosen to leave outright.
"Sect Master... Sect Master, the entire sect is watching. It is time for you to speak." Duanmu Lei coughed twice and quietly reminded Ye Tianxiong. Chu Tian had already finished paying his respects; it was time for him, the Sect Master, to offer some words of encouragement.
Ye Tianxiong's expression was incomparably grim. He remained standing there, unmoving for a long while.
A tempest raged in his heart, while dense Killing Intent brewed in his eyes. The Dao aura of an Emperor Venerable cast the skies into gloom. Fierce winds faintly swept through the air, and muffled