"Wu Yu, you have caused our deaths. Despicable!" Upon hearing Jiang Junlin's explanation, Yi Qingfeng burst into tears while jabbing an accusing finger at Wu Yu, cursing and swearing.

"He's right! All of us are doomed because of you!" Faced with such a dire predicament, even the usually stoic Zhao Changtian was reduced to a frightened, baby chick, trembling uncontrollably and sticking to Elder Shentu's side like glue.

"Shut your mouth!" As soon as the two of them spoke, the rest of the disciples were quick to admonish their cowardice. Lan Shuiyue was no exception.  After all, they knew that this situation was out of Wu Yu's control.

Among the commotion, Wu Yu was dealing with extremely conflicting emotions within him. A part of him felt guilty for leading them to this situation, while another part of him was filled with spiteful rage against Jiang Junlin.  This man had been a thorn in Wu Yu's side since Capital Wu, and even with the previous two defeats, he had still not given up on revenge!

He could see Jiang Ding, the Thunder Seabird, and both of the Scarlet Sea Ghosts advance menacingly, emanating...