Ye Wufa looked at Chu Mo, his eyes filled with undisguised hatred, and said coldly, "Chu Mo, what do you have to rely on now? Just this array here? How many more years can you hold out? Why not be straightforward, come out, and fight us like a man! We will give you a dignified death."
Ye Wufa's voice echoed like thunder, encompassing all the territories of the Chu Clan royal family. He wanted everyone to hear what was happening here, to let everyone see that Young Master Chu was finished! He would not live much longer!
Over there on the pole rows, those Supreme ancient ancestors all widened their eyes in disbelief.
What was this black canopy above the sky all about? These ancestors, though their realms had fallen, still retained their wisdom within their minds, all understood clearly.
They felt regret, hatred, helplessness!
They could only say, it was fate, this was their destiny.
