Under the Celestial Hatred Bowl's shroud, the entire void seemed trapped in a cage.
Everyone was exposed beneath the shadow.
At this moment, expressions varied among Jin Xuanzhao and other Jin Family members.
Some were pleased, having clung to the big thigh of the Qinghe Sect.
Others looked grave, for since ancient times, a minister served not two masters, and the Jin Family had committed a grave mistake.
At this moment, Jin Xuanheng was naturally unaware of the thoughts of other Jin Family members; he had only one thought, which was to avenge Jin Chengyun and expose the Ye Family's truth about the Beast Desolate Wasteland.
"You can't hide today; it's better to turn over your Desolate Inheritance and Secret Treasures. Maybe the Ye Family can be spared some bloodline; otherwise, your heritage will be cut off, leaving no bloodline!" Jin Xuanheng shouted coldly.
However, Ye Jingcheng, seeing only three people, sighed in relief.
