Because of the news sent back from the Buddha Domain, five black-robed Evil Immortals had gathered together. The atmosphere was stagnant; every face was hidden beneath an enormous black hood, and no one spoke.
This continued for roughly five minutes before a rough voice finally sounded.
"What do you think? Say something."
Once someone broke the ice, someone else responded. Another shrill voice said:
"Say what? Go die? Or snatch God Venerable's heart? This is a trap. Whether it's real or fake, we'd best not show ourselves."
Another gloomy voice immediately followed:
"Are we just going to watch? Let Ranxi keep biting down on us and refusing to let go?"
At that moment, a somewhat aged voice joined the discussion.
"I warned you before that this Ranxi carries some fortune and wouldn't be easy to deal with. Whatever we did, we should have avoided her. Yet you insisted on venting your anger, capturing her Nominal Disciple to disgust her instead, and completely enraged her.
"Now, whether her proclamation is true or false, all we can do is watch. If she truly destroys God Venerable's heart, that would be the real devastating blow to our plan to revive God Venerable."
"Hmph! All you know is hindsight. You didn't oppose our proposal at the time, either. You even said that as long as we ruined Ranxi's Dao heart, it would save us a great deal of trouble. Why are you wearing a different face now?"
"I also said we should proceed gradually. But after refining ten people into puppets, you impatiently went after Ranxi. And you did it just after she advanced into the Immortal King Realm. Even the timing you chose was wrong. Her reaction was well within expectations."
"Enough. Stop putting gold on your own face."
"Stop arguing! Nothing has