A Helpless Era

Unlike the bewildered Yuan, Hong's eyes had reddened.

His father had told him of the worst possible outcome long ago, so he knew perfectly well what his father's departure meant.

But there was nothing he could do...

He could not charge in recklessly and fight. If he did, not only would he die—his mother, his younger sister, and everyone in the settlement would die as well!

So all he could do was watch helplessly as his father left like this, only to be devoured by those Cang as an "appetizer," unable to change anything.

Pain!

Even though he had known this outcome was coming, that unbearable agony, like being carved alive by a thousand cuts, still coiled around his heart. It left him unable to catch his breath, unable to utter even a single word.

"Be careful of Moon-Slaying Dragon's revenge."

As he spoke, San Shi patted Hong's shoulder, then turned and rose into the sky, coming level with Zhou Cheng.

Looking at Zhou Cheng so close before him, he was exceptionally calm.

"Do you need to bind me?"

"No." Zhou Cheng sighed again.

To be honest, even He felt somewhat unable to bear it.

"You're being so cooperative. Naturally, I must show my sincerity."

Sincerity...

San Shi found it only ironic.

"Let's go."

"Mm."

After nodding lightly, San Shi still could not resist turning back to look at the settlement.

Only then did he leave with Zhou Cheng.

He truly could have done nothing.

So long as his cultivation remained at the early Condensing One stage, he would remain an unprocessed "main ingredient," his "quality" far inferior to what it would become after God Forging.

That way, the Cang Race might not necessarily bother making the trip to the Eastern Wasteland Region.

But he could not!

When they had