Han Li believed that since there was no longer any way to settle this peacefully, they might as well go all the way down this path and be done with it, rather than let the trouble drag on forever.
Of course, he had his own little calculations too. Wasn't this... an extra meal for Spider?
As for what stood behind this one... well, he was rather looking forward to it. If the Heartless Dao had a Grand Lord as its final backer, that would be a good chance to see what Spider was really made of.
The moment Han Li said that, the ones frightened were not just the cultivators watching from the sidelines—in truth, they had already gone completely numb.
Many of them had even begun to suspect that they had fallen into an illusion.
The one most deeply frightened was True Venerable Qigou. At that instant, he only felt his scalp go numb. "Great Venerable, wait!"
By now, he could no longer bother saying anything like "fellow Daoist across from me," because he knew very clearly that the survival of his lineage rested on a single thought of his.
Without the slightest hesitation, he said, "Do you all remember the Jingyu Pact? This humble one failed to control himself just now... I was discourteous."
Just now, rage really had risen from his heart and malice from his courage. He truly had not held himself back and had glanced at that fellow.
But what had fallen was the immortal beast that guarded his sect's lineage. The Kui Ox had guarded the sect for over thirty thousand years!
How could he possibly not feel heartache? The key was that he had never imagined the immortal beast would be gone in the blink of an eye.
"The Jingyu Pact..." Han Li