By this point in their conversation, the atmosphere had suddenly grown heavy.
Su Yi drank by himself and said nothing.
Heavenly Lord Zhou Ye remained silent, clearly lost in thought.
Everything had been laid bare. The hidden threads, the causes and consequences—everything had been answered.
After a long while, Heavenly Lord Zhou Ye was still the first to speak, breaking the silence.
"Why did you not make a move, Fellow Daoist?"
Su Yi thought for a moment. "Things are not beyond reconciliation."
Even though Heavenly Lord Zhou Ye had targeted and obstructed him before, Su Yi could not be said to hate him.
At the root of it all, they merely stood on different sides.
Had he been Heavenly Lord Zhou Ye, he too would never have compromised and handed over the sundial that had long become one with his life.
Not to mention that, at the Mountain Guardian's request, Heavenly Lord Zhou Ye had once helped him.
Yet contrary to Su Yi's expectations, Heavenly Lord Zhou Ye shook his head. "No. Between you and me, one of us must die today."
"Why?"
Su Yi frowned slightly.
Heavenly Lord Zhou Ye smiled. "My life is one with the sundial. And if you wish to comprehend the Divine Flame of Great Beginning, you must truly take control of the sundial. Do you think I would bow my head to you?"
Su Yi understood.
At present, Heavenly Lord Zhou Ye was like the sundial's artifact spirit. If Su Yi wanted to truly control the sundial, he had to make Heavenly Lord Zhou Ye submit.
What kind of existence was Heavenly Lord Zhou Ye? His integrity and dignity made him willing to die rather than submit or compromise!
This was a dead knot.
Unless Su Yi gave up on the Divine Flame of