After all, to protect an emperor's chosen one is to safeguard the future of a sect. He doesn't need to yield his inheritance; he only needs to overpower the Hundred Sects to elevate the entire sect into prominence. If he is willing to leave some inheritance for the sect, that would be an incredible blessing.
In an instant, more than half of the Self-Slaying Realm experts from the Hundred Sects were slowly advancing toward that piece of heaven and earth.
Luo Qingxian's beautiful eyes gently opened. She quietly watched those figures, her eyebrows furrowed to the extreme. Yet, the one she feared the most was that graceful figure still standing quietly not far away—the little demoness of the Demon Dao, Yunmo Xi.
On the other side.
Luo Qingchen felt the killing intent around him that was nearly devouring the Heaven-Reaching Road, and he was sweating profusely with anxiety.
"Sister, sister—!!!"
