The one who spoke was an old True Saint, and one whose name stood on the upper half of the Kill List. His status was exceptionally high.
His name was Zhao Gu. His identity was quite transcendent, yet he had been watching the battlefield all along. Earlier, he had even jokingly called Wang Xuan Professor Wang.
"Mm, he looks quite good to me too." Another Supreme Being nodded.
The Deceased was taken aback, thinking, I'm still mulling this over and haven't acknowledged any kinship. Why are you all more invested than I am?
He knew full well that such an extraordinary young talent had gone far beyond all expectations in today's battle. He had displayed every bit of his exceptional edge; his future achievements might not be beneath those of "Nothing" and "Something."
"Fellow Daoist, my relationship with him remains questionable. Nothing is certain yet. Let us discuss this matter later," the Deceased replied.
Wang Zesheng was also seated within the enormous palace. Lightning flickered deep in his eyes, though his face remained calm and unruffled. He truly could not stand these people.
One forbidden item wanted to snatch away his son, while others wanted to form a marriage alliance with the Deceased. Had they asked him? Where did that leave him, the boy's actual biological father?
On the battlefield, the remnant text shattered. The creature formed from Great Dao Mother Qi had completely fallen into Self-Destruction, attacking its own world like a madman.
Wang Xuan spoke: "You're sick. If you want to purge this chronic affliction completely, only spiritual chemotherapy will do. Visualize a sea of supernatural lightning, wash your Mental World with a supreme heavenly tribulation, and the light may return."
Through the True One Scripture, the Karma Scripture, the Vision Flower, and more, he was roughly manipulating