"Buzzz!!"
Dazzling white light illuminated the entire sky. In the distant heavens, a rift was suddenly torn open, widening from both sides until it formed a massive gateway ten zhang wide and over thirty zhang long. Dense spatial fluctuations filled the gateway.
Watching the enormous gateway in the distant sky, the Fire Pavilion members who had received only ninety-odd Spiritual Sources immediately looked at Chen Mo with mockery and hatred. They wished he would be killed the moment he stepped out, so that the Spiritual Sources he had obtained could be confiscated and distributed among them.
Even Nangong Jinse and Yu Xiaoxiao's expressions changed. The former in particular could not conceal the worry in her eyes as she said, "Once we get out... you... you should take the initiative to admit your mistake and hand over all your Spiritual Sources. Try to earn a lighter punishment."
Although Nangong Jinse knew Chen Mo was not at fault in this matter, he had killed so many people. At least three clans would never let him go. If he wanted to survive, he had to lower his head and admit fault.
Yu Xiaoxiao nodded as well. This was the only option now. "Iceberg and I will plead for you then. We'll try to save your life."
"Brother Chen Mo, Mu and I will speak up for you too." Youming Qi sighed and said gravely.
This matter was too serious. Even if Chen Mo lowered his head and admitted fault, and they pleaded for him, his outcome likely would not be much better. Even if he did not die, he would lose half his life.
Unless the Demon Lord emerged from seclusion and protected Chen Mo.
Though their words urging Chen Mo to admit fault were unpleasant to hear, he knew they meant well.