"For one man's selfish desires, he disregarded every living soul under heaven. If all the gods of the Heavenly Realm were like him, then these so-called gods would be worse than pigs and dogs."
Wood and Mo Yang walked two paces behind Yang Qing and the others, deep in heated discussion.
"Emperor Zhetian's abilities are extraordinary, certainly, but everything he has done, from beginning to end, has been for himself alone. If the people learned the truth, what would they think of this Sacred Emperor they revere?"
"Whatever the outcome, we cannot stand by and do nothing."
Besides, the final condition Emperor Zhetian needed to fulfill to return to the Heavenly Realm was to obtain Yang Qing's Flesh Embryo.
So even if Yang Qing and the others had not come to Rosy Cloud Mountain now, they would have had to come in the near future.
At the thought of this, their hearts grew heavy, and none of them knew what to say.
Yang Qing, however, had only walked a little farther when he felt something against his chest wriggling and clawing at his armor from beneath.
Yang Qing froze, then a sudden surge of joy filled his heart.
Jiangli. Jiangli was awake.
Ever since they had entered the Hidden Clan's secluded home and awakened the King's Bloodline, Jiangli had remained in a deep sleep for some unknown reason.
Even obtaining the Black Tortoise Heavy Armor at the bottom of that lake had not awakened it.
They had encountered so much trouble throughout their journey that Yang Qing had not spared a thought for Jiangli for quite some time.
Now, feeling Jiangli stir, another trace of joy appeared in Yang Qing's eyes.
Jiangli always managed to lend a hand when they were on the verge of falling into danger.
Yang Qing