Zhao Si, Who Survived

Sacrificing three Innate Martial Artists was already more than enough.

All the elders of Star Pavilion had thought the demons would retreat.

Yet after waiting for quite a while, the demons were still attacking the city.

A group of elders blocked the demons at the city gate, and before long, four of them had died.

If this continued, everyone would die.

The Divine Power Great Grandmaster stationed in Star Abyss City questioned Elder Li, who was responsible for sacrificing the Innate Martial Artists.

"Elder Li, what is going on? Did you confirm that three Innate Martial Artists were sacrificed?

Why haven't the demons withdrawn?"

Elder Li's face was bloodless as he stammered, "One Innate Martial Artist ran into the Demon Hunting Wilderness. He may not be dead yet."

"Do you want to die?

Three Innate Martial Artists still weren't enough, so what use are you!

I'll give you thirty breaths. Immediately drag an Innate Martial Artist from your family to fill the gap.

Otherwise, go die."

Hearing this, Elder Li ran with all the strength he could muster into the courtyard where the Innate Martial Artists lived.

He dragged out a young man and ran outside.

The young man still had no idea what was happening.

With a bewildered expression, he asked, "Third Uncle, where are you taking me? Why are we in such a hurry?"

Looking at the young man, Elder Li felt as if someone had gripped his heart in a fist. The pain nearly left him unable to breathe.

This Innate Martial Artist was his second brother's son and possessed exceptionally high martial talent.

His second brother had died saving him, and he had always doted on this child.

If not for his own carelessness, how could he have used this child to fill the gap?

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