The red-robed Kunwu Immortal spoke as his gaze turned to Su Yi.
He had clearly thrown caution to the wind. With a crazed bearing, he rasped, "My lord, there is one thing I do not understand. I ask that you enlighten me!"
Su Yi said, "Speak."
"During the Era of Immortal Fall, I watched helplessly as the other three Dao bodies like mine perished beneath that great catastrophe, while I myself was at death's door. At the time, I swore that no matter who it was, as long as they saved my life, I would not hesitate to sell my life to them thereafter!"
The red-robed Kunwu Immortal enunciated each word. "May I ask, my lord, if you were in my place—saved by another and having made such an oath—would you serve them?"
Su Yi immediately understood.
During the Era of Immortal Fall, it must have been someone from Hanging Mountain who had saved the red-robed Kunwu Immortal's life. The reason he served Hanging Mountain was that oath!
Without question, the red-robed Kunwu Immortal's betrayal was also connected to that oath!
In a sense, there was nothing to criticize about the red-robed Kunwu Immortal keeping his oath.
But he had chosen to join Hanging Mountain in harming the white-robed Kunwu Immortal, even laying out a scheme against Su Yi. That was no different from betrayal!
"Did Hanging Mountain force you to do this?"
After a brief silence, Su Yi asked.
The red-robed Kunwu Immortal laughed bitterly. "Is there a difference? In the Immortal Realm of old, who did not know that Yun Feijing, the founding Grandmaster of Hanging Mountain, died at your hands?"
Su Yi said coldly, "Then why did you attack Gold Number One?"
The red-robed Kunwu Immortal's expression shifted, but in the end, he did not answer.
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