Green River High Prince

The wise ones fell to one knee and placed one of their hands to the ground. Their heads were lowered, and breathing became a luxury they could not afford. At this moment, all the courage they had cultivated over the past few months evaporated into nothing.

Zian Yi had heard everything that the Green River High Prince had just said. Even though he had been kilometers away, his cultivation was powerful enough to hear everything.

Zian Rou looked at the Green River High Prince as though he was a dead man that had refused to enter the Yellow River. Li Anning felt the need to interfere and intercede on the man's behalf, but she thought better of it. This was the Necropolis Sovereign she was dealing with. If her words were to displease him, she could end up joining the chopping block with the High Prince. There was no need for more people than necessary to die. She now hoped that only the Green River High Prince had to pay for his words.