That night.
All was deathly still.
Confined to the great prison, Sen You gazed at the sky with a helpless expression.
He had never imagined the situation on the front lines would change so quickly.
What made his heart ache even more was that his clansman, Sen Sele, was dead, and another, Sen Seming, was gravely injured...
Essentially, all the clansmen closest to him were either dead or injured. It was utterly tragic!
He had only been placed in confinement, yet he never thought it would lead to a separation by life and death.
Sen You sighed heavily. 'Forget it... forget it. Compared to teaching Fang Yang a lesson, that Minghai Difficult Crossing is far more detestable.'
Immediately, his gaze hardened. 'I must form my Sacred Body and Dharma Aspect as quickly as possible, then crush the Minghai Race and avenge my clansmen!'
At the same time, Sen You wasn't the only one cursing his luck; so was Chang Ruhui.
The starlight was dim.
The wolf packs howled in sorrow.
