Truly despicable to the extreme!
After hearing this, Jieyin's face darkened. He snorted coldly. "Hmph, what do you mean, despicable and shameless? This is called winning through wisdom. Blame yourselves for being too foolish and falling into the trap so easily—who else can you blame?"
Jieyin had long seen through it all—
After years of cultivation, his skin had long been tempered into something impregnable. A few words of rebuke were neither painful nor itchy to him.
Besides, Buddhism's reputation in the East had already been thoroughly ruined. What did it matter if another stain was added to its name?
So long as it could earn his teacher's favor and bring about his Junior Brother's rebirth, this deal was guaranteed to bring profit without loss!
"Enough. This Saint cannot be bothered to waste any more breath on you—now, please calmly accept your fates."
Jieyin Saint had completely lost any interest in continuing this exchange.
He was uncertain—just how much longer could his teacher hold Li Tian back?
Every moment he delayed here added another measure of mortal danger.
By now, these Human Race higher-ups had all fallen under his control.
With a mere raised hand and single strike, he could erase them all and bring the mission to an immediate close.
Why invite trouble and waste time for nothing?
"This is bad! He has killing intent—he's about to strike to kill!"
Ying Zheng's expression remained unchanged, his face still full of fury, but his mind was rapidly devising a way to break the deadlock.
His earlier display of towering rage had been both genuine emotion and deliberate performance—
all to stall this Heavenly Dao Saint before him as long as possible, waiting for the National Teacher to notice something amiss and rush over to assist.
Yet the other party had