Would they continue their bloody battle and face the danger together, or stop here and make peace as members of the same race...
Farmer Woodcutter answered Wei Tu's either-or question directly with his actions.
In his view, if they continued fighting, Wei Tu would not necessarily be able to use the [Boundary-Breaking Stone] to escape as calmly as before.
Although the [Boundary-Breaking Stone] was a remarkable treasure of the cultivation world, Mastiff Mountain Lord, Great Abyss Jing, and the others rushing here to kill him were no ordinary foes. With proper precautions, whether the [Boundary-Breaking Stone] could still achieve its former effect was open to question.
"Fellow Daoist Wei, are you truly going to do something that pains your loved ones and delights your enemies?"
"Even if our human race has had some friction with you, have we ever shared a blood-deep feud?"
Farmer Woodcutter's face was pale. As he struggled to suppress the injuries to his Dharma body, he sternly questioned him.
Once those words fell, they actually seemed to have some effect. Wei Tu, who had fled out of the "transmission passage" alongside Farmer Woodcutter, truly slowed the hand seals he was forming, as though hesitating over whether to become a traitor to his race.
Yet what Wei Tu said next made Farmer Woodcutter's expression stiffen, his face turning uncertain.
"Fellow Daoist Farmer Woodcutter may be eloquent, but such words might deceive a three-year-old child. They are still a little lacking if you wish to deceive Ruan."
"If Ruan's strength had been even slightly weaker, I fear I would already have been secretly killed by the 'seventh-rank restriction formation' Fellow Daoist Farmer Woodcutter set up in the Sacred Emperor Hall. At that time, Fellow Daoist Farmer Woodcutter showed not the slightest regard for our kinship, nor did you