Upon hearing this, Saint Yingzhao trembled, her empty eyes instantly condensed, and she screamed: "Si Li, you said you would protect me! It's obviously you who is behind all this, why..."
Si Li frowned slightly and said in a serious tone, "This is the moment when Saint Yingzhao is about to die. I hope the clan leader will understand."
"Elder Li is truly sincere. How could I not know this? There is no need to worry about this."
The patriarch spoke a soothing word and looked up at the execution platform. A solemn sound filled the entire place.
"Saint Yingzhao is a traitor. She dared to murder the First Saint Son and destroy the Xuantian Tree. This is a massive act that has shaken the very foundation of our ancient clan! Her crime is unforgivable. She must be annihilated by divine thunder and her soul will never be reborn! Execute her immediately!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the sky above the execution ground was instantly covered with dark clouds and thunder rumbled.
Yingzhao looked up at the sky in a daze, was silent for a moment, and suddenly laughed. His crazy laughter accompanied by thunder echoed in the execution ground, which was chilling.
"joke!"
"I, Yingzhao, have been a joke at the mercy of others all my life, hahahahahaha..."
Her eyes were bloodshot and her gaze seemed to be poisoned as she swept over everyone in the judgment seat.
"You guys, this won't end well!"
"Who is Si Wuli? He is cold-blooded and ruthless. He can even abandon his own mother and kill his own people without mercy."
"How wonderful that you let such a lunatic be the First Holy Son."
"One day, the entire ancient clan will be destroyed by him! When that time comes, your souls will be shattered along with mine, and turned into dust in this universe!"
"Ha ha ha ha……"
boom!
A red bolt of lightning as thick as a bucket poured down, instantly submerging the entire execution platform and blasting Yingzhao into pieces, leaving only a trace of crazy and residual laughter lingering in the world.
After the execution, the expression of the ancient clan leader who was sitting at the head of the group did not change at all. He stood up and disappeared.
Seeing the patriarch leave, the rest of the people also dispersed one after another.
As if moved by Yingzhao's last words, the execution ground was unusually quiet. Most of the people left in a moment, and no one approached the platform to talk to Si Wuli.
Si Wuli watched all this with an indifferent expression. Just as he was about to flick his sleeves to retract the projection, he saw Si Li flying in front of him, smiling slightly and saying, "Your Highness, would you like to chat for a few minutes?"
"Why did Elder Li change his temper today?"
Si Wu Li smiled faintly, "Don't the elders of the Second Clan hate me, the First Saint Son of an ancient demon, and want to get rid of me immediately?"
"Why does His Royal Highness always say scary things? We in the Second Clan have never had such thoughts."
Si Li's eyes flashed, staring at Si Wuli's face, and asked slowly: "I'm just a little curious, what kind of wild wandering god can make His Majesty the Holy Son be willing to reward him with Divine Tree Tea?"
Si Wu Li pursed his lips slightly, "Elder Li, so you are here to mock this Saint Son?"
"No, no."
Si Li chuckled, "I just heard from Yingzhao that the Saint Son has a rather peculiar attitude towards the Wild Wandering God. So I'm a little curious. Could someone as cold-hearted as the Saint Son actually be tempted by worldly desires?"
"No matter how special it is, the wild wandering gods have already dispersed."
Si Wuli straightened his sleeves, a slight curve appeared on the corner of his lips, and his eyes were gloomy: "For this, Elder Li must thank Yingzhao. If she hadn't killed the Wild Wandering God, this Saint Son might have really had a weakness."
Si Li's smile faded slightly, "Your Highness the Holy Son, you are truly a heartless person."
"Who is this Saint Son? Elder Li has been watching for three thousand years, but hasn't he seen clearly yet?"
Si Wuli waved his sleeves and said, "It's getting late, Elder Li. I have to go back to look after the sacred tree. Farewell."
After saying this, Si Wuli's consciousness projection disappeared instantly.
The floating light faded away, and Si Li looked at the empty platform with a thoughtful look in his eyes.
When he mentioned the Wild God, Si Wu Li's demeanor, tone, and reaction were all very natural and relaxed, and it seemed that he really didn't care.
Thinking of this, he sneered.
That’s right, a mere lowly wild wandering god, fragile and useless, how could someone like Si Wuli be tempted by him?
If he was really moved, Yingzhao could have achieved his goal in an easier way, so why would he take the risk of using the Heart-Breaking Poison?
He actually showed some hesitation because of what Yingzhao had been repeating over and over again for ten years. How...stupid.
A hint of suppressed anger flashed across Si Li's eyes.
We must find another way to try.
The ancestral blood must never fall into the hands of the descendants of the ancient demon!
Even if this descendant of the ancient demon has cleansed his own marrow to wash away the blood of the ancient demon and lives as a member of the ancient tribe, he is not worthy!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
