Chang Ling pursed her thin lips, thinking about whether to leave here or move forward together.
At this moment, she had no power to influence anything, but she still persisted.
Even she herself did not know what benefits these things would bring her.
However, when she thought of the amazing talent that Jian Wushuang had displayed in the Dao Arena and the miserable situation that he had to face, she could not bear it.
Although Chang Ling firmly believed that the Emperor would not be jealous of talent, Jian Wushuang's performance back then was too shocking. He was able to defeat a Grand Yan Immortal with just the power of a Yan Immortal. This was an unprecedented talent.
From the Emperor's perspective, even if he was not imprisoned or sealed, killing him was an acceptable outcome.
To Chang Ling, A rare genius with an unimaginable cultivation path should not die in silence like this.