Chapter 6116
Chen Wanqing’s words were like cold cold needles, stuck in the depths of Chen Tiangang’s eardrums, lingering.
“Chen Ping is the blood of the Dragon Emperor, and the real dragon clan has come to him. If you offend him, you will offend the entire dragon clan. Dragon
Clan……
These two words, light and fluttering, but as heavy as ten thousand pounds, smashed hard into Chen Tiangang’s heart.
He stood in the dim and solemn space of the Chen family ancestral hall, looking at the ancestral tablet that had been enshrined for nearly ten thousand years, and the corner of his mouth involuntarily pulled out an extremely bitter smile.
He has lived for thousands of years, from an ignorant young monk to step through the realm step by step.
After countless life and death battles, I have seen the tragic situation of the collapse of the sect, the sadness of the collapse of the dynasty, the mountains of corpses and blood in the battle between gods and demons, and I have seen countless strong people fall in front of me, and countless forces have disappeared over the years.
What strong winds and waves, what earth-shattering conspiracies, what desperate deaths, he Chen Tiangang has not experienced?
But this time, he clearly felt a bone-chilling chill rushing from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, making his body, which had already been cultivated to the True Immortal Realm and was almost invulnerable, trembling slightly.
He was really wrong.
It was ridiculously wrong, completely wrong, so wrong that even the room for recovery seemed to be cut off by his own hands.
When he made those decisions, didn’t he always tell himself that all this was for the Chen family?
For the enduring interests of the Chen family for thousands of years, in order to keep the foundation of the Chen family standing in Yunxian City for a thousand years, in order to let the Chen family continue to sit firmly in the position of the top family in this immortal realm, not to be bullied or annexed.
As the head of the family, he shoulders the life and death of the whole clan, every step is like walking on thin ice, and every choice is related to the fate of tens of millions of people.
He thought that everything he did was out of responsibility to his family.
But why, at this moment, the ancestral hall was terribly quiet, only his breathing echoed in the empty room, but his heart seemed to be hollowed out by life, empty, cold, and without even the slightest confidence?
That boundless emptiness and regret made him even more uncomfortable than being seriously injured and dying.
He couldn’t help but close his eyes, and the look in Chen Ping’s eyes when he left the Chen Mansion instantly appeared in front of him.
The eyes were very cold, as cold as the eternal ice, as cold as the silent night in the depths of the wasteland, without the slightest temperature or waves.
But there was no hatred, no resentment, no anger, not even a trace of superfluous emotion in those eyes.
It was such an extreme calm and indifference that made his heart ache more than any monstrous hatred.
Because those eyes clearly told him that in Chen Ping’s eyes, the Chen family, including him, the head of the family who had lived for a thousand years, including those elders who thought they were high, were just a group of clowns who were not worth mentioning and not worth caring about.
Even hatred is not worthy.
Chen Tiangang’s heart seemed to be squeezed hard by an invisible big hand, and the pain was so painful that he could hardly breathe.
He thought of the three messengers who had come to the Chen Mansion not long ago.
At first, he was full of awe and called them dragon messengers, thinking that it was the arrival of the ancient true dragon, and it was a great opportunity for the Chen family to cling to the dragon clan.
But looking back now, where is the half of the divine and peaceful dragon energy in those three people?
It was a cold aura that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, a demonic aura that made people palpitate and make people’s souls tremble, it was a demonic dragon, it was an evil thing, and it was not an orthodox dragon race at all!
That breath, he clearly sensed that something was wrong at that time, and a trace of vigilance flashed in his heart, but why, he turned a blind eye?
Is it because of greed?
Is it because of the countless dragon treasures promised by the three demon dragon messengers?
Are they those natural materials and earth treasures, ancient techniques, and divine weapons that are enough to make the Chen family’s strength skyrocket and cover the sky with one hand in Yunxian City?
Or is it because he wants to get the treasure buried in the ancient dragon pool too much?
Do you want to use treasures to completely break through the shackles of the Chen family and step into the ranks of the real top immortals?
Greed blinds the heart, and profit makes the mind confused.
These eight words, at this moment, are like the sharpest blades, cutting his conscience over and over again.
Chen Tiangang slowly closed his eyes, and his old and majestic face was full of fatigue and decadence.
He let out a long breath of turbidity, which contained nearly a thousand years of vicissitudes and endless regret and self-blame at this moment.
Wanqing is right.
He was wrong.
It was he, the head of the family, who was mediocre and incompetent, who did not know people clearly, and for the sake of ethereal interests, he calculated Chen Ping, who had the blood of the Dragon Emperor, and pushed the Chen family into the abyss of irreversibility.
But now, the big mistake has been cast, the water is hard to recover, and everything is too late.
What else can he do?
What else can the Chen family do?
Chen Tiangang dragged his heavy steps and slowly walked out of the Chen family ancestral hall.
The night was deep, and there was not a trace of starlight on the dark sky, only a pale waning moon, hanging alone on the edge of the sky, exuding an indescribable desolation.
He raised his head and looked at the dead night sky, his lips trembling slightly, and he muttered to himself in a voice that only he could hear: “I hope…… It’s still too late……”
He didn’t know that the cruelest thing in this world is that when you have just given birth to a trace of regret and a trace of extravagant hope, fate will mercilessly tell you that everything is too late.
And at this moment, outside Yunxian City, the sky was full of dust.
A menacing team of 100 people was galloping towards the city gate.
The sound of horses’ hooves shook the earth, and the sound of armor colliding was crisp and cold, with an unquestionable sense of majesty and oppression, which made the birds and beasts along the way frighten and flee, not even daring to breathe.