Chapter 705 A Terrifying Secret Place
This sudden news did not make everyone relax their vigilance at all. On the contrary, their hearts became more solemn.
For them, to some extent, this was a sign that the Golden Ling Red Eagle Clan was ready to take action.
They must take precautions in advance.
Everyone left with heavy hearts.
They must take advantage of this period of time to contact all available forces to increase their chances of winning this battle with the demon clan.
As everyone retreated one after another, Zhao Feng was the only one left in the hall.
He walked outside the palace with his hands behind his hands, looked at the setting sun on the horizon, and couldn't help but sigh!
In the entire Southern Wasteland, a battle between a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood may break out.
In this battle, I don’t know how many people will die.
While he was thinking about what other forces he could contact that could join the anti-demon alliance.
A servant hurriedly came to report: "Sect Master, the young master is back!"
As soon as he said these words, Zhao Feng raised his eyebrows, and a trace of anger flashed on his face: "That scoundrel has disappeared for more than ten years, what is he doing here at this time?"
More than ten years ago, Zhao Yu left a letter, stole the sect's flying boat and slipped out.
He said that he wanted to find the whereabouts of the secret realm of the Fallen Immortal.
By the time he found out, he had already disappeared without a trace.
Whenever Zhao Feng thinks of this matter, the anger in his chest can't help but burn.
"Let that scoundrel come here to see me!"
As the servants hurriedly retreated after taking orders, Zhao Yu's figure appeared in Zhao Feng's field of vision not long after.
"father!"
In the corridor, Zhao Yu looked at his father's figure standing in front of the main hall, his face as grave as water, and his whole body couldn't help but tremble.
Called softly.
"You still know that I am your father, get here."
"More than ten years!"
"I have been looking for you in Xuanyu for more than ten years. If you didn't show up in front of me today, I would have thought you were dead outside!"
Zhao Yu's eyes turned red when he heard this reprimand with deep concern.
He walked straight to Zhao Feng, bent his knees, and knelt down in the tunnel: "My child is unfilial, and I have made you worry."
"In my early years, I saw with my own eyes the demon tribe's invasion of Dongzhou. There were mountains of corpses and seas of blood everywhere."
"Dad, in order to deal with the disaster of the demon clan, he had trouble sleeping in his dormitory and stayed awake all night."
"After my child learned the news about the secret realm of the Fallen Immortal, my child began to wonder if I could help my father relieve his worries if he had such a great opportunity."
"The child is too naive and willful, which makes you worried."
"I came here to apologize to you specifically!"
"Be beaten or punished, but the child will have no regrets."
"It's just that after the father calms down, can he let the child contribute to the defense of the human race?"
When Zhao Feng heard his son's sincere words, no matter how much resentment or dissatisfaction he had, they all dissipated at this moment.
After all, all the child did was to share the worries of his old father. Even if he really committed some heinous crime, he would still be beaten to death.
certainly!
Even though his anger had subsided, Zhao Feng still didn't have a good look towards Zhao Yu.
He said with a tigerish face: "It's just nonsense!"
"How amazing is the origin of the Fallen Immortal Secret Realm?"
"Have you never thought about why the immortal-level key would be lost outside, or even reduced to a group of you little venerables fighting for it? Have you never thought about it being unreasonable?"
When Zhao Yu heard this, he felt excited all over.
There were even two drops of cold sweat on his forehead.
When his father said this, when he thought about it again, he was simply horrified to think about it.
yes.
How could the immortal-level key be left outside? Shouldn't it have been controlled by those powerful saints or even the emperor-level experts a long time ago?
Thinking about it this way, the water inside is probably not that deep!
"Don't ever think about that secret realm again. Stay at home. If you think about it again, I will be ruthless and break your legs and imprison you in Ten Thousand Blades Peak forever."
"My child, please remember your father's teachings!"
Zhao Yu lowered his head and responded, with a look of fear in his heart.
I feel that I am still too young.
"Get up!"
"These are troubled times. It's your business. When this crisis in the Southern Wilderness passes, I will argue with you again."
"This land will soon become a chaotic battlefield. What are you doing here? Is it possible that you think that with your little Venerable Realm cultivation, you can have an impact on the battle situation?"
"Now, go back to the Sword Saint Sect!"
"Now that I am still alive, it is not your turn to contribute to the human race's battle to protect their homeland."
These words are truly profound of love and profound of responsibility!
Zhao Yu knew that his old father was a typical man with a sharp mouth and a tofu heart.
He said solemnly: "My father once taught me that the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. But you cannot evade the responsibilities you should bear because of your weak ability."
"As a member of the human race, the child is attacked by the demon clan. He should contribute to the human race. How can he evade his responsibilities just because of his low strength?"
"Please also ask for your father's permission to let the child contribute his own strength."
Hearing this, Zhao Feng felt both relieved and reluctant.
This kid has his own personality and is not a coward.
But this battlefield is too dangerous, and even he can't guarantee his own safety, let alone a Venerable Realm.
Once on the battlefield, it is really a matter of life and death.
Zhao Yu was his only heir, so how could he be willing to let him risk his life?
The latter seemed to see clearly his father's concerns.
"Father, this time we will fight against the demons with you, and there are countless good sons of our human race."
"You are worried about the safety of your children, and their parents and relatives behind them are also worried about their safety."
"There is no essential difference between me and them."
"The only difference may be that I am proud of being your son!"
This made Zhao Feng's tiger eyes shine: "Good job!"
"You are worthy of being the son of the Southern Wilderness Sword Saint."
"Well, since you have this intention, if your father continues to stop you, it would be too unfair to other sons as you said."
"This time, my father and son will work together to smash the conspiracy of the demons and drive them out of our Southern Wilderness!"
It is said that brothers fight tigers together, and fathers and sons fight together in battle.
At this moment, a strange feeling of pride was growing in the hearts of both of them.
Don't care about life and death, just fight if you don't agree.
To protect the homeland, even if you die on the battlefield, why fear this body.
The original father and son, one is kind and the other is filial.
There was only a generation gap between them, but at this moment, they felt that the relationship between the two sides was closer than ever before.
At this time, Zhao Yu suddenly thought of something.
"By the way, father, this time I left Xuanyu and traveled to many large domains."
"I encountered a life-and-death crisis before, but fortunately I got help from a benefactor, so I escaped from danger, and even with his help, I had the opportunity to return to Xuanyu and meet father."
"I promised before that if I return to Xuanyu, I will repay his great kindness."
"But I never thought that as soon as I returned to Xuanyu, I encountered the demon race who wanted to occupy my human race."
"Before that, I want father to prepare a heavy gift so that I can go to thank him."
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