Tang Wutian snatched the dagger away and held his beloved wife, comforting her. "Don't do anything foolish. Our son wanted you to live. If you die, he'll be even sadder.
"Our son's wish hasn't come true yet. He wanted to see peace for the Human Clan through all the ages. Let's fulfill his wish together."
Zhong Jinxiu sobbed uncontrollably in her husband's arms.
Tang Wutian's heart felt as though knives were twisting through it, and he held Zhong Jinxiu tightly.
To suddenly suffer the pain of losing a son at a time of family reunion was a blow no ordinary person could bear.
Hearing her daughter's anguished sobs, Mi Rong hurried out of the rear courtyard. Just as she was about to ask what had happened, Zhong Haobai stopped her.
Before long, Mi Rong's grief-stricken weeping came from the rear courtyard.
Seven days later.
Sky-Reaching Tower, Connecting-Heaven City.
The Demon Sect's senior members gathered in an opulent hall.
Lu Fengzong glanced around and smiled. "The Eight Great Houses suffered devastating losses in their campaign against the Otherworld Ruins. Each house lost over half its elite forces, and even the Buddhist Sect's Abbot perished.
"In the Spirit Wilderness Realm today, our Demon Sect stands supreme, the undisputed foremost sect.
"I called you all here today to discuss whether we should seek dominion over the Spirit Wasteland."
Ye Xingye, commander of the Boundless War Troops, perked up and said excitedly, "Once we make the Eight Great Houses bow their heads and submit, we'll be the rightful leaders of the Human Clan, a top-tier great house!
"The Eight Great Houses are badly wounded now. This is our opportunity.
"We can wipe out two great houses first to intimidate the other sects and make them willingly support us as their rulers."
Mu Kaiyong