Chapter 131: Uncle and Nephew

The uncle and nephew sealed Chen Yi He's front and back.

Compared to last night, Dongfang Tian had completely changed into another person. He wore a ferocious face and glared, as if he wanted to eat Chen Yi He.

"You are surely going to die today." Dongfang Jie's hatred for Chen Yi He had already been etched into his bones; he sneered at Chen Yi He and said, "You shouldn't have interfered in this matter at all—do you really think this would defeat our Dongfang Clan? I tell you, it's impossible!"

"Using your own daughter as a sacrifice—what kind of good father are you?" Chen Yi He's body swayed, on the verge of collapsing, giving the feeling that he could fall at any moment.

But Dongfang Xing was his sole source of steadfast strength.

"I don't know if I'm a good father, but I owe it to the Dongfang Clan! What's sacrificing one daughter for the whole clan? What's sacrificing everyone in the clan? The Dongfang Clan will stand at the pinnacle of the martial world, forever at the peak!" Dongfang Jie said shamelessly, speaking with conviction, the Dongfang Clan being his righteous cause.

But is that really the case?

"Hahaha! Ridiculous! Have you asked your clansmen? Is dominating the martial world what they truly want? Three hundred years have passed; perhaps they've long grown accustomed to a peaceful, ordinary life, rather than bloody slaughter!" Chen Yi He retorted sharply; due to his severe injuries and disordered qi and blood, his face was about to turn purple as he spoke, looking terrifying.

"The people of the Dongfang Clan have demon blood flowing through their generations; they will never forget the kindness of their ancestors! Revenge must be taken, and the martial world must be conquered!" Dongfang Jie shouted at Chen Yi He.

Chen Yi He looked at the already fire-deviated, heartless Dongfang Jie, speechless, then turned his gaze to Dongfang Tian.

He knew that was no longer the Dongfang Tian from last night.

At this moment, the Dongfang Tian standing before Chen Yi He gave him a feeling even more terrifying than Dongfang Wuji. His whole body emanated demonic energy; the whites of his eyes were rolled back, filled with dense red blood vessels, as if about to seep out.

Dongfang Tian tilted his neck, his wet tongue licking around his lips; Chen Yi He looked like a delicious treat he had long craved.

"Hahaha! Do you all really think I, Dongfang Jie, can walk just this one path of our ancestors?" Dongfang Jie pointed at Chen Yi He, pointed at the crowd, and laughed as he asked.

He asked and answered himself, "Then you really have underestimated me!" Ahahaha! His laughter could not be stopped.

While everyone was puzzled, Dongfang Tian's power suddenly erupted! A stream of black demonic energy flowed continuously from afar into him. The demonic energy pierced straight through his back, connecting to his heart!

Chen Yi He saw that the demonic energy was coming from deep within the ruins!

It was Dongfang Wuji!

"Ugh ah ah ah!" Dongfang Tian screamed in anguish; the demonic energy corroded his body, his feet gradually left the ground, and his whole body was held aloft by the demonic energy.

"Quickly stop him!" Nun Shang Rong shouted loudly, "Now is his weakest moment; in a little while he will become a second Dongfang Wuji! No, even surpass Dongfang Wuji!" The terror in her voice could no longer be concealed.

But who could stop him now? A group of people, none of them uninjured! Even standing up was difficult, let alone killing someone.

The hope that had just risen in everyone's hearts would be dashed once again.

Rolling demonic energy came howling, darkness covered the sky and earth, sunlight blocked once again.

Dongfang Tian's body was changing, growing bit by bit; he struggled, but the absolute power made his struggle look like futile resistance. No matter what he did, he could not escape the demonic energy's bonds.

Chen Yi He could no longer care about anything; he gritted his teeth, enduring the excruciating pain throughout his body, heading toward the ruins where Dongfang Wuji had collapsed. He took three steps and stumbled, took a segment and fell.

In Dongfang Jie's eyes, everyone, including Chen Yi He, was already a corpse—bodies lying on the ground, awaiting decay or to be swept away by the East Sea. Dongfang Wuji's power had arrived upon Dongfang Tian's body, equivalent to abandoning Dongfang Xing's vessel, so that he would no longer be bound by Chen Yi He.

Actually, before last night, Dongfang Jie had not yet made up his mind, but last night, by the East Sea, when Dongfang Tian was furious, he instantly resolved.

Even if it were his own nephew, what of it? He had even offered up his own daughter!

Dongfang Tian's body also carried the demonic blood passed down from Dongfang Wuji.

……

The night is darker than the sea.

Human hearts are more complicated than emotions.

The uncle and nephew had a dispute by the East Sea.

"Tian'er, don't blame your uncle for being heartless! You're doing all this for Xing'er, making your uncle worried." Dongfang Jie, taking advantage of the night, tried to soothe Dongfang Tian, saying, "In ten or twenty years, when I descend into the underworld, the burden of the Dongfang Clan will fall on you to bear; all that I have will be inherited by you."

"That's Xing'er! How can you bear to do this? You absolutely cannot!" Dongfang Tian said firmly, his gaze directly meeting his uncle, whom he had never dared to look in the eye for twenty years.

I have always treated you as my own son.

"If someone can lay hands on their own daughter, what's a son to them?" Dongfang Tian had already steeled himself for a fight to the death with Dongfang Jie; for Xing'er, he could give everything, and when he spoke excitedly, he even stepped forward, crushing the gravel underfoot into powder.

This was the first time Dongfang Tian, from birth to now, dared to step within one pace of Dongfang Jie!

Dongfang Jie lowered his head, hesitating for a long time, then raised his head and looked at Dongfang Tian with an inscrutable gaze, asking word by word, "You... really... think... this... way?"

I only beg you to spare Axing.

If I spare her, who would take her place?" Dongfang Jie also stepped forward, his face almost touching Dongfang Jie's face.

Dongfang Tian asked, "Can I?"

Your talent is not as good as hers.

But my body also contains the blood of the Dongfang Clan!" Dongfang Tian tore open his collar, dug his five fingers into his chest flesh, and when he pulled them out, only five bloody fingers and five holes the size of fingertips remained.

See? Look carefully!" Dongfang Tian made his five fingers into claws, held them before Dongfang Jie's eyes, then licked his fingers while saying, "This is also the blood of the Dongfang Clan!"

Then I will grant you." Dongfang Jie stretched out a hand and knocked Dongfang Tian unconscious.

When Dongfang Tian awoke, the outcome remained unchanged, yet he had lost all sensation, all thought, and even his life.