Dijun’s brows furrowed, the anxiety in his eyes spreading like ink. His gaze slowly swept across the grand hall, each scan an attempt to find a thread of hope to break the deadlock within these cold, imposing walls, yet his thoughts remained tangled and chaotic. Eastern Emperor Taiyi stood with his arms crossed, chin tilted slightly upward. Though he tried to suppress his emotions and maintain a stern expression, the faint trace of disdain at the corner of his mouth betrayed his deep-seated arrogance and defiance. Meanwhile, Kunpeng stood to the side, his eyes darting restlessly, alert as a startled beast observing everything around him.
Suddenly, Kunpeng’s body jolted violently, as if a bolt of lightning had struck him. A look of sheer terror flashed across his eyes, as if he were being haunted by a demon, and he raised his hand to slap his own head hard.
"Oh no, Your Majesty!" Kunpeng’s voice erupted in the hall, sharp and frantic, shattering the oppressive silence.
Chapter 79