Du Moyou seethed with anger. Hadn't he merely said a few words back in the Spirit Land?
Who could have imagined that Jiang Wei would nurse a grudge and that, when their groups went their separate ways, the people from the Blood Domain would attack his people?
Their Radiant Sun Sect was the mightiest power in the Alliance Domain. No one dared provoke them.
But compared with the Blood God Sect of the Blood Domain, they were far weaker.
They were both Grand Elders of their respective sects, but Jiang Wei was clearly stronger than him.
Moreover, Jiang Wei's disciples were stronger overall than his own. It could be said that the Radiant Sun Sect had suffered devastating losses this time.
He had told everyone to scatter and flee. By his rough estimate, at least half his people had died.
They had lost lives, along with much of the Spirit Land Cold Jade and many of the Vitality Pills they had obtained. His heart bled.
Jiang Wei, in particular, had kept his sights fixed on him. Fortunately, he had managed to shake him off by exhausting every means at his disposal.
But he had been gravely wounded in the process.
He had never expected to flee here only to discover that his son had died at the hands of Li Bai and Wu Xuancang.
He wondered what was wrong with him this time.
Was ill fortune dogging his every step?
"At least there's a tiny chance now, however you look at it," Wu Xuancang said.
Though the situation was still far from promising, Du Moyou was gravely wounded. For the two of them, that counted as a glimmer of dawn.
"Then die clinging to that little hope," Du Moyou said coldly. "This old man thought his luck couldn't get any