After listening to Bai He's urgent report through the communication talisman, Si Chen fell silent for a moment.
He did feel some regret. After all, every Mortal Forbidden Zone held at least a hundred million mortals.
He could guess why some Immortal Kings had failed to follow his orders. Although he had defeated Gu Hong, in their eyes, however powerful he was, he was still only one man.
Caught between him and the "other Immortal Emperors," they had been unable to decide and chosen to wait and see. After all, not every Immortal King had attended that Gathering of Immortals.
What they did not know was that he had bundled up every Immortal Emperor in the Immortal Realm and brought them to the Forgotten River as his "guests."
"Understood. I'll be there soon. Until then, avoid direct confrontation as much as possible. Don't incur needless casualties."
"Yes!" Bai He's voice came from the other end, carrying a measure of relief.
Ye Fu was watching him, and Si Kai had also set down his teacup. Mother and son were joined at the heart; she could tell something was wrong with her son's expression. "What happened?"
Si Chen glanced at Si Ming and recounted the message he had just received.
Both Ye Fu and her husband frowned deeply after hearing it. They had never seen the Other Race, but that did not mean they failed to understand the weight of hundreds of millions of mortal lives, or what the Immortal Realm was about to face.
"What do you intend to do, then?" Si Kai asked.
"Go there and take a look first."
Si Chen rose and glanced at Si Ming again. He had made no attempt to keep their conversation from him.
Yet this ancestor seemed entirely unsurprised, as though he had