Desert Sea, council hall—the Ye Family cultivators gathered once more.
Only this time, those gathered were the Ye Family's clan elders, the Ye Family's true upper echelon.
Among them was Ye Xuecang, who had hurried back from the Eastern Wasteland Archipelago.
Ye Qingnian was still in seclusion, preparing to break through to Nascent Soul, so the assembly was presided over by Ye Jingyun and Ye Xueliang.
At this moment, every single person's face was tightly drawn.
News from the Eastern Region had already come back. Whether from the Shadow Wood the Ye Family had left behind before, or from the Nirvana Phoenix Clan, messages had arrived.
They were also asking whether the Ye Family wanted to head to the Eastern Region and rescue the mortals there.
"Jingyun, what do you think of this?" Seeing that no one spoke, Ye Xuecang looked toward Ye Jingyun.
"Replying to Uncle Ancestor, I think we cannot go!" Ye Jingyun was silent for a moment, but in the end, he still gritted his teeth and answered.
Among the clan elders here, very few had been like him, once guarding Soaring Cloud Peak in the Eastern Region in utter despair.
So he knew clearly what kind of despair the Ye Family mortals in the Eastern Region were facing right now.
And one had to know, they were cultivators, after all, but those clansmen were not cultivators. They did not have such powerful physiques and courage.
Yet even though his heart was twisted with agony, he was still one of the Ye Family's acting family heads. He could not let the entire family sink into deep water and scorching fire.
This was definitely Penglai's scheme.
Knowing full well it was a scheme and still walking into it—that would be stupidity.
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