Looking at Kunpeng's agitated state, Dijun felt a pang of sympathy, yet he knew the gravity of the matter all too well. Walking slowly over to Kunpeng, he patted him on the shoulder and said earnestly, "Kunpeng, do you think I don't know that this will bring infamy upon you, that you will suffer the deepest grievances? But you must understand, this is for the future of the Demon race, for the lives of our countless subjects! If we lose this great war and no one in the Demon race preserves their strength, then our race is truly finished. Only you possess such meticulous care and are deeply familiar with every corner of the Primordial World. If you can preserve your strength at a critical moment, there may yet be a chance to revive the glory of the Demon race in the future. This is our last hope, and a difficult choice we are forced to make."
Eastern Emperor Taiyi also stood up and walked over to Kunpeng. His gaze filled with understanding and trust, he said, "Kunpeng, my brother is right. This is a helpless measure, undertaken for the greater good of the Demon race. You must understand that sometimes, for the sake of greater matters, we are compelled to make certain sacrifices. Rest assured, as long as the Demon race survives this crisis, we will surely clear your name. Your devotion will not be forgotten by the subjects of the Demon race, nor will we forget it."
Listening to Dijun and Eastern Emperor Taiyi, Kunpeng fell into a state of extreme inner turmoil. His heart was l…
Chapter 137