Ronan knew what Yilan Shang would say. It would be nothing more than:
That "Pu Ren" had been dead for ages. The one here now was a "Shadow Celestial" called "Backpack" impersonating him. He was still useful for the moment, so let him pass for now and deal with him later...
But now, with such an impeccable member of the "Corrupted Blood Sect," you were saying he was a "Shadow Celestial" in disguise?
The proctors over at the "Heavenly Human Guild" might have been blind, but on the Myriad Gods Hall's side, were the two "God's Chosen Priests" blind too?
Since the two big shots had not said there was a problem, Ronan had no problem either. The one with a problem became Jirosi himself, stuck in the middle passing messages up and down.
Fine. In the eyes of Jirosi, and Priest Jiting behind him, the one with a problem was definitely still Ronan.
And this time, it was not just his identity that had a problem. His attitude did too.
Being this clean, this pure, with not a single handle to grab, meant in practical terms that he was not cooperating!
What Jirosi thought was actually not wrong. Ronan truly had not followed the routine they had designed.
He had used the current integrity of the "Giant Pseudo-Ancient God Structure" in reverse.
Since it was a "whole," of course it could be divided. It was only a delayed tearing.
He tore away and transferred out the things that did not belong to the "Corrupted Blood Sect." There was no need to transfer them back later; he could simply cultivate them anew.
Once he possessed such a "giant structure" spanning Plane Six, many things became very simple.
It only depended on whether he was willing to do them.
Since he