At this moment, she finally understood the painful price she had paid for her selfish desires.
For that good-for-nothing son, she had buried all five of her uncles from her family!
She felt deep shame towards the ancestors of the Liu Family!
"Don't worry, we'll clear the way for you!"
The Fifth Elder, Liu Qingyang, suddenly turned his head, revealing a familiar smile.
That smile was exactly the same as when he sent her off to her wedding years ago.
Warm, doting, and yet tinged with some reluctance.
Liu Xuanfeng then turned his head, and while he was still conscious, he suddenly bit through his tongue, spraying two drops of essence blood precisely onto the two eerie primordial spirits on his shoulders.
"Sizzle—"
Black mist surged, and the primordial spirit, originally covered with black patterns, gradually stopped biting.
