Tens of thousands of miles away.
Taoyuan Village.
Bursts of clamorous noise rang out from the courtyard.
"Senior Brother! I really did see Senior Yi Feng! Why won't you believe me?"
"I'm telling you, I've seen Senior Yi more than once! That time before, there was even a peach to prove it—I'm absolutely not talking nonsense!"
Zui Wuya watched his junior brother ramble on without making a sound.
The longer he watched, the darker his expression became, and his eyes gradually filled with complicated emotions.
"Senior Brother! How about we go wait in Fu Nantian's courtyard today? We'll definitely be able to wait for Senior Yi Feng!"
At those possessed-sounding words, Zui Wuya finally sighed.
"Sigh, all of you, come in."
As his words fell, the other six Saints stepped into the small room together.
Led by Luo Hongfei, they all stood frozen in silence.
Though they had reunited after several days apart, the six old men showed no joy, nor any comfort at having broken through in cultivation. There was only helplessness and regret on their faces.
As all those strange gazes turned toward him, Wei Donghai looked suspicious.
"Eh? When did you all get back? Why are you staring at me like that? I haven't done anything guilty! I..."
Before he could finish, the seven Saints attacked at once.
Terrifying Dao Power surged like a gale, sealing every corner of the room. Wei Donghai could not move at all, nearly pressed down until he could not lift his head!
"What are you doing?! What are you trying to do?!"
His cries were full of urgency and fury, gradually turning into roars!
Yet no one ever answered him.
All seven Saints wore conflicted expressions, their eyes filled with regret.
Even his closest senior brother could only let out