"Once you take this step, the Xu Clan will no longer be able to protect you. From then on, bloody storms will ensue, and the whole world will become your enemy. A single misstep could lead you astray from the sacred path. Are you truly decided?"
The voice that echoed in Tang Luo's Sea of Consciousness was devoid of emotion, yet he could hear the immense turbulence masked beneath the calm.
He knew that under the current circumstances, feigning deafness and blindness while hiding in Yuanzhou was undoubtedly the best choice. By the time the young disciples of the Marshal Star Pavilion grew up, the Tang Clan could be reborn from its ashes.
He was also aware that given the present situation where everyone turns against the fallen, even if he were to join them, it would only delay the Tang Clan's inevitable decline.