The territories of the ancient Tang Family.0

Su Yi, Tang Jinhong, and Tang Lingqi sat alone in an enormous hall. The room was completely covered in formations, and no one would dare enter without their explicit permission.1

“Fellow Daoist Su, we couldn’t assist you this time. We humbly request your understanding,” said Tang Jinhong with a shamefaced bow.0

Su Yi laughed it off. “You helped me by staying out of it. After all, I would hate for what happened here today to implicate you.”0

Before the battle began, he and Tang Lingqi had a transmitted conversation. Su Yi asked the Tang Family to cooperate with him by putting on a little show.0

It was for that reason that Tang Jinhong chose to endure, back down, and watch coldly from the sidelines.0

Su Yi’s goal was simple. He wanted this storm to blow past the Tang Family without implicating them.0

After all, each of the seven dead Immortal Kings represented a powerful faction. If their factions held the Tang Family accountable for their deaths, it would cause endless trouble.1

Now, the battle was over, and he’d achieved his goal.0

“I’m afraid that even now, that girl Yuyan has no idea we were putting on an act,”...0