As Guangchengzi spoke, his voice trembled slightly. If all of this was Hun Xiu's conspiracy, then the consequences would be truly unimaginable.
He really could not think about it.
The more he thought about it, the more terrified he became!
Hun Xiu smiled as he looked at Guangchengzi. "You're so clever. Why don't you take a guess?"
"I..."
Upon hearing Hun Xiu's words, Guangchengzi, who should not have dwelled on it, had no choice but to start thinking more deeply. Looking at Hun Xiu, he said calmly, "Martial Uncle, could it be that you intend to send all the Chanjiao disciples present onto the Investiture of the Gods List?"
Guangchengzi knew that his guess was somewhat absurd, but that was indeed what he suspected. Recalling Hun Xiu's sinister smile from earlier, he could not help but suspect that Hun Xiu truly harbored such intentions.
Upon hearing Guangchengzi's words.
The great hall immediately fell silent. All the uproar and discussion vanished without a trace. Everyone turned their eyes toward Hun Xiu.
They wanted to hear how Hun Xiu would answer.
After all.
This matter was of immense importance.
If Guangchengzi's guess was true.
Then none of them present today would be able to escape.
Under everyone's gaze, Hun Xiu spoke. Looking at Guangchengzi, he said, "Congratulations, Guangchengzi. You guessed correctly. I do intend to send all the so-called Chanjiao disciples onto the Investiture of the Gods List."
"None of you here today can escape. No one can escape the fate of being listed."
After saying that.
Hun Xiu revealed a meaningful smile.
Within that smile was a trace of the exhilaration of a successful scheme.
Boom! Hun Xiu's words crashed down upon their hearts like five bolts of lightning, leaving them utterly dumbfounded. They stood rooted to the spot, unable to