White Lotus turned around, opened his mouth, wanting to say something but unable to, yet the message in his eyes was clear to everyone—why?
It's not just him; even Yun Fan and several others who originally wanted to persuade the Saint Ancestor stood dumbfounded, not knowing why the Saint Ancestor would act this way.
Even those disguised as members of the Lu Clan, including the Heavenly Emperor Body, were a bit bewildered—truth be told, True Immortal Yun's arrow was completely unexpected for them.
True Immortal Yun lowered the Sun-shooting Divine Bow in his hand, lifted his head, and looked towards the clouds; the Tianhe Army was already near.
"For Haori Mountain."
His voice was very soft, seemingly answering, yet also like a sigh.
White Lotus's eyes widened with hatred, as if he felt Yun was making an excuse—I'm here to help your Haori Mountain, yet you kill me and claim it's for Haori Mountain?
