What happened to Xuanwei later on?
The answer was so simple, yet Zheng Fa didn't know how to begin.
Since entering the Dao, he had experienced wealth, moments of life and death, and times when he was the focus of tens of thousands. He had never felt helpless.
But at this moment, looking at these Tianhe Disciples who were gazing at him with expectation in their eyes, he found himself speechless.
However, silence itself is also an answer.
Lin Li's flying sword pointed to the sky, making a sound as if full of discontent.
Tianhe Venerable looked at Zheng Fa for a long time, then suddenly turned his head to survey the disciples behind him.
Many hung their heads, clenched their fists, and just stared blankly at the ground.
Tianhe Venerable raised his eyes again, looking at Zheng Fa, his gaze passing over Zheng's shoulder, seemingly peering into Xuanwei.
There was a hint of resolve in his eyes, and even his expression towards Zheng Fa grew indifferent.
