724 Nine Mystical Arts Into One (1/2)

Yu Chengtian.

Yun Yang felt only grief when he read the words.

It was his big brother's name, Supreme Earth's name.

Since he knew that the eldest prince was Supreme Earth, he knew the name Yu Chengtian. Now, however, when he saw Supreme Earth addressing himself as Yu Chengtian, he still felt an endless wave of despair...

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The shock that Supreme Earth's letter had brought to Yun Yang was unprecedentedly large.

Prior to this, he had always thought that his survival was the result of a snap decision by his brothers during that pressing moment. He had never thought that it had been no coincidence that he was able to sidestep the fate of death, that it was an escape route long prepared by his brothers!

This meant that whatever ill fate or emergency they faced, whatever disadvantageous situation they were in if there must be one who could survive through it all, that person had to be Yun Yang!

It was never going to be anyone else from the other eight people.

They had long placed the hope of survival solely on Yun Yang!

A spontaneous decision and a long planned-out decision were two very different feelings.

Yun Yang's shaking hands flew up to cover his eyes. Tears gushed and poured through his fingers; whoever said that a man should not cry easily could only do so because the man had yet to reach his saddest moment!

The Nine Supremes were always on dangerous missions all year long, facing death at almost every moment as they hopped between the line of life and death. Even with nonpareil mystical skill, how could they possibly have emerged unscathed?

Ultimately, the Nine Supremes themselves were still physical flesh and blood. If they encountered fatal threats, they would get hurt and die like any other man. In spite of this, his elder brothers had actually made such a decision a long time ago – when they faced the most extreme risk of death where there was no way out, they would give up on saving themselves and contribute their all to make sure their youngest little brother stayed safe.

How could words ever describe such kinship?

”Why are you all doing this to me? Why?”

Yun Yang cried out in pain, ”Do you know what your sacrifices mean to me?”

In front of him, there seemed to be eight masked men standing quietly as they looked at him. Each of their gazes brimmed with smiles that were oozing with doting and tenderness, like a group of big brothers watching their little brother whom they had used their all to protect.

Yun Yang sat on Supreme Earth's chair in a daze, gazing at the stack of letters before him dumbly. His vision had long lost its focus. After a long, long time, he slumped on the seat like his bones were sucked away, pliant as mud.

”My weak moments shall only belong here and now. It shall never be seen by others again. If you brothers are still here, laugh all you want, if you want too. You won't have another chance!”