He raised his hand and grabbed, and a black and a white Spirit Grass appeared in his palm.
The black one was the same as the one the Heavenly Patrol Sage had previously given to Jiang Fan.
The white one contained incredibly strong life force, clearly for healing.
He managed to survive this time all thanks to the white Spirit Grass brought back by the Heavenly Patrol Sage that healed his injuries.
With a flick of his fingers, the two Spirit Grasses instantly moved in front of the Lianjing Venerable.
"If Jiang Fan is alive, heal him, and then make him increase his cultivation a bit."
"I, the Young Emperor, do not kill the incompetent!"
Blood stained the chest of Lianjing Venerable, who looked at the word "kill" in front of him and the black and white Spirit Grass, showing a look of pain.
Hesitant, she grasped the items and turned away.
Hell Realm.
The border between the root of Hell and the Blood Lake.
A vast canyon.
This place is a barren land, with almost no Yin Qi of heaven and earth, once a no man’s land.
Now, it is filled with clansmen from the Asura Nine Divisions of the Heavenly Realm.
After enduring the betrayal of the Ten Sins of Central Earth.
The Asura Emperor of the Nine Divisions had five dead and one seriously injured.
At this moment, the three Asura Emperors and the seriously injured Asura Emperor of the Forgotten God Tribe were leading all the clan members to discuss a major matter.
Tens of thousands of strong and ordinary clan members gathered on the outside.
Red Sleeves stood alone in the center, bearing countless flames of anger.
"Red Sleeves! You colluded with Jiang Fan of Central Earth, disregarding the dignity and interests of the Hell Realm, signing a humiliating treaty."
"This Emperor hereby declares, expel you from the Asura Nine Divisions!"
The severely injured Asura Emperor of the Forgotten God Tribe mercilessly announced.
The clansmen of the Asura Nine Divisions roared with anger.
"Get out! Get out of our Asura Nine Divisions!"
"You made our Asura Nine Divisions become the rats everyone in the Hell Realm shouts to beat! You sinner of the Asura Clan!"
"You and your sister are both shameless, for mingling with a Human Clan you betrayed our Asura Clan!"
...
Red Sleeves silently listened.
The Asura Nine Divisions, could not possibly be accommodated by the Hell Realm, even without the treaty issue, they would be criticized everywhere, with no place to settle down.
As for her mingling with Jiang Fan, if she truly was, she wouldn’t have taken the Yin Marrow Talisman from Green Pearl, much less have exerted all efforts to prevent Jiang Fan from activating the Undying Divine Tree.
But she didn’t explain.
Because, what the Asura Nine Divisions needed was not an explanation.
It was an account to the Hell Realm.
They naively thought that by driving away Red Sleeves, the Asura clans in hell could accommodate them, this group of fellow tribesmen from ten thousand years ago.
They naively thought that after severing ties with Red Sleeves, they would no longer be targeted everywhere and suppressed.
Therefore, she said no more.
She took out the Token at her waist, engraved with the four words "Forgotten God Red Sleeves."
This is the Identity Token of the Forgotten God Asura Clan.
She put the Token down, silently turned around, and walked toward the outside of the canyon.
And outside the canyon, there were still scattered Asura clans from the Hell Realm surrounding.
They all came to crusade against Red Sleeves.
Red Sleeves, expressionless, arrived outside the canyon, looked at the groups of Asura clans filled with anger and murderous intent, and softly murmured:
"Jiang Fan, everything is as you calculated."
"I am no longer tolerated by the Asura Nine Divisions, nor by the Hell Realm."
"You... truly ruthless."
The surrounding Asura clans could not wait to kill Red Sleeves.
They couldn’t kill Jiang Fan.
Couldn’t they kill this bitch Red Sleeves?
"Kill this sinner of the Hell Realm!"
"Traitor! Surrender now!"