The old temple was silent. It was still glowing with a scary light. There was the sound of scriptures being read.
"Qin Jing Zhen is asking the alpha to take back the dragon air." Qin Jing Zhen bowed again.
"My King, you should go back." The old temple's scriptures stopped. An old voice spoke.
Qin Jing Zhen's face changed. He looked at the old temple and said, "Alpha, I am the king of the Qin Kingdom. I am asking you to take back the dragon air."
The old voice sighed and said, "My King, you do not have much time left. The Qin Kingdom will need the help of An Yang Ting. You should go back."
Qin Jing Zhen's face turned as white as snow. His body was shaking. His eyes were full of anger, unwillingness, and resentment.
"Father!" Qin Bai held Qin Jing Zhen and worriedly said, "Father!"
He did not know what that meant. He did not know what Qin Jing Zhen was doing, but he could tell that Qin Jing Zhen's plan had failed.
Qin Jing Zhen waved his hand. He signaled for Qin Bai not to speak. He looked at the old temple and gnashed his teeth. "I am only going to ask you one thing. Am I still the king of the Qin Kingdom?"
"Yes, but you do not have much time left," the old voice said. "There are some things you should let go of. Otherwise, you will be harmed. If you go back now, I will pretend you were never here."
Qin Jing Zhen did not speak. He stared at the old temple, which was glowing with a holy light. His eyes were filled with complicated emotions.
Qin Jing Zhen gnashed his teeth and said to Qin Bai, "Bai, help me out of here."
Qin Bai was not very smart, but he did not dare to act rashly. He helped Qin Jing Zhen leave the old temple.
"Blergh!"
Not long after leaving the old temple, Qin Jing Zhen could not help but feel depressed. Plus, he was injured. He coughed up blood. It splashed across the dusty stone street.
"Father!" Qin Bai was shocked.
"I am fine. Let's go. I am not dead. I am still the king of the Qin Kingdom."
Qin Jing Zhen raised his head. He wiped the blood from his mouth. He looked at a monastery in front of him.
Qin Jing Zhen brought Qin Bai forward. He bowed three times and said, "The Qin Family's king, Qin Jing Zhen, and his son, Qin Bai, are here to greet you. Please take back the dragon air."
A holy woman's voice came from the bright monastery. "Jing Zhen, why do you have to be so stubborn? You are the king of the Qin Kingdom. Your son will be the king of the Qin Kingdom. Why do you care so much?"
"Jing Zhen is asking you to take back the dragon air." Jing Zhen gnashed his teeth and bowed again.
"Go." Only these two words could be heard faintly from within the monastery. After that, there was no more sound.
Jing Zhen's eyes looked like they were on fire. He did not say anything. He got up and left. He let Qin Bai take him to many old buildings that were glowing with god lights. He bowed everywhere he went, but every time, he was denied.
Inside those ancient buildings, the most elite warriors of the Qin family guarded them. They were the foundation of the Qin family.
The Qin family did not choose a king based on talent. They did not look at cultivation. They only looked at whether or not they had the power to be a king. The people who guarded those ancient buildings were the strongest of each generation.
No matter how famous the Qin family elites were, once they made a blood oath to enter those ancient buildings, they gave up their identity. They were called guardians of the ancient buildings. They were the last line of defense for the Qin family.
Because they did not have names or seniority, all they knew was that they were the elders of the Qin family. So, Jing Zhen had to call them the alpha.
That last line of defense required the leader of An Yang Ting and the king to activate the Black Dragon Pact. The leader of An Yang Ting, who controlled the dark big evil dragon king, would be buffed by the Black Dragon Formation. He would become the strongest person in the Qin Kingdom. He would be able to defeat all enemies.
Now, Qin Yuan had activated the Black Dragon Pact alone. The elders of the Qin family who guarded the ancient buildings still activated the Black Dragon Pact. Even though Jing Zhen was the king of the Qin family, he was still rejected. Clearly, they wanted to protect Qin Yuan and kill Han Sen.
Jing Zhen and Qin Bai kowtowed everywhere. Jing Zhen's face was getting paler and paler. Without a doubt, it was because he did not have much time left. The elders of the Qin family had given up on him.
"Jing Zhen, stop messing around. You are the king of the Qin Kingdom. You are the Qin family's chosen king. You should face death with dignity. You should not ruin the Qin Kingdom's destiny for your own selfish reasons." A serious voice sounded from an old temple.
"Jing Zhen, my alpha, how did I ruin the Qin Kingdom's destiny?" Jing Zhen's face was pale, but he was surprisingly calm. He looked at the old temple and asked, "Jing Zhen, my alpha, how did I ruin the Qin Kingdom's destiny?"
"Mirror Moon is a rare treasure in the world," the voice from the old temple said. "It can bring the dead back to life. You are the Qin Kingdom's king. For your own selfish desires, you gave away such a treasure to others. That proves you are a coward."
Jing Zhen laughed. "My alpha, Mirror Moon has been in the Candle Garden for a long time. How many people have used it to bring the dead back to life?
Who in the Qin family has benefited from it? "
"The time has not come yet," the voice from the old temple said.
"If no one has benefited from it, it is a useless item. I used it in exchange for a few years of my life. It helped the Qin Kingdom build a foundation for the Qin family. What did I do wrong?" Jing Zhen clenched his fists. He stared at the old temple and asked.
"No matter what, Mirror Moon is such a valuable treasure. It cannot fall into the hands of others." The voice from the old temple was cold and emotionless.
"Does that mean my life is not worth more than a gene race?" Qin Jing Zhen looked sad and angry as he asked.
"You do not have much time left. You should let go of what you need to let go of."
The voice from the old temple sighed. "Jing Zhen, go back. Do what you need to do. Leave the rest to Qin Bai."
Jing Zhen's body shook. He no longer looked disappointed because there was nothing to be disappointed about.
"As long as I am not dead, I am still the Qin Kingdom's king," Jing Zhen coldly said. He grabbed Qin Bai and walked back to the palace.
"Father, is Han Sen going to die?" Qin Bai wiped away his tears as he asked.
Qin Jing Zhen was silent. He felt ashamed. He was the king of the Qin Kingdom. He was the greatest king in the universe. Now, he was unable to save someone's life. And this was in his own kingdom. In his own kingdom, in his own kingdom. How humiliating was that?
In the sky, Qin Yuan was like a god looking down at Han Sen. The Black Dragon Promise gave him power. It was enough for him to break the universe. Han Sen was no longer a threat to him.
"Han Sen, what do you have to say for yourself?" Qin Yuan stepped forward. It was like the whole world was suppressing Han Sen.
Now, Qin Yuan was not just representing himself. He was representing the Qin family's billions of years of accumulation. He was the reason the Qin family dared to call themselves king. Even if a sky full of God Spirits came, they could not change the Qin Kingdom's name. That was because the Qin Kingdom had the mark of the Qin family on it.