War God Asura

"Palace Master, we understand your feelings, but you are the Palace Master of our League Mansion, and I hope you will put the overall situation first."

"Palace Master, I am not afraid of death, but there is my race behind me. Whether it is an elder or a disciple in my Sanctuary League Palace, their race is involved behind them."

"It doesn't matter if we die, but if so many people are involved because of us, it would be a great sin."

The high-levels of these alliance palaces all knelt on the main hall, and they, who had always been determined by majesty, were already in tears at this moment.

They were all begging for the ancestor Xuan Ye above the first seat of the hall.

"According to my order, from now on, all those who want to leave the Sanctuary Alliance Mansion can leave automatically without applying, and this Palace Master will agree." After a long time, the ancestor Xuan Ye said.

"Palace Master, you..." And when I heard Old Ancestor Xuan Ye say this, the people kneeling in the hall were shocked and guilty, and they looked very tangled.

"Go on, I understand your difficulties, but I will definitely not obey the ancient eight clans." Old Ancestor Xuan Ye smiled and waved to everyone before closing his eyes, seeming to be lost in thought.

People looked left and right. Although they were reluctant to give up, they still left one by one. In the end, only the ancestor Xuan Ye was left in this hall, which was desolate.

"Xing Jue, although the old man cannot avenge you, he will not surrender to your enemy."

"I blame the old man for his lack of strength, and that's all I can do for you. I hope you don't blame the old man." Suddenly, the old ancestor Xuanye sighed, and the old face was full of helplessness.

"Senior Xuanye is able to do this for the juniors, and the juniors are too late to be grateful, so how can they dare to blame." But at this moment, Xing Jue's voice suddenly sounded in this hall.

Hearing this voice, Old Ancestor Xuan Ye not only opened his eyes, but also sat up abruptly, seemingly unable to believe his ears.

But when he saw the familiar figure below the hall, he was replaced by endless excitement.

"Xing Jue, it's really you, are you really not dead?"

Seeing Xing Jue, the ancestor Xuan Ye hurriedly flew down, a pair of veteran hands firmly grasped Xing Jue's shoulders, and refused to let go, afraid that Xing Jue would leave like this when he let go.

"Senior Xuanye, am I not standing here with good grace?"

Xing Jue was also very happy seeing Patriarch Xuan Ye, especially after all that Patriarch Xuan Ye did for him.

The so-called true love in adversity is exactly that.

"Xing Jue, then, in that case, girl Yue, and Senior Yueweideng are all safe?" Ancestor Xuan Ye asked excitedly.

But at this moment, Xing Jue's face became gloomy, and a touch of endless sadness filled his eyeballs.

"This...Xing Jue, what happened that day?"

Seeing Xing Jue's reaction, the time-honored ancestor Xuan Ye already understood a bit, and hurriedly asked.