"Mr. Zhao, I know what you're thinking, but we had no choice. If we hadn't done that, we and all our clansmen would have died!"
Huyan Zhen, whose enormous body resembled a mountain of flesh, adopted a deeply humble posture before Zhao Su.
They knew that on the Douluo Continent, where the gods had now descended,
the only original sect capable of fighting the sects controlled by those gods was the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, to which Zhao Su belonged.
The Douluo Continent's original factions had either been destroyed or attached themselves to the sects controlled by the gods, toiling like oxen and horses.
They fought wars of conquest for those sects, yet received nothing in return.
Their masters did not even care whether they lived or died.
"Besides, Miss Zhang isn't dead. She went to Dark Shadow Island!"
Tuoba Xi leaned close to Zhao Su and spoke softly.
"Dark Shadow Island?"
Zhao Su immediately frowned. He knew of Dark Shadow Island, though he was not familiar with it.
Dark Shadow Island was another island that had appeared with the gods' descent after the Douluo Continent's laws of heaven and earth were completed.
It was not far from Sea God Island.
Rumor had it that the Witch Ancestor had created the island to oppose the Divine Realm.
The powerful Dark Shadow Race lived there.
According to legend, the Dark Shadow Race had been the Witch Ancestor's strongest army. When the Witch Ancestor was sealed in the Forbidden Land,
the Dark Shadow Race had vanished along with him.
"That's right. Back then, the Asura God forced us to join forces and attack Spirit Hall. To protect Spirit Hall, Miss Zhang pretended that we had gravely wounded her, but she actually went to Dark Shadow Island."
"Then why do you want