In the dark abyss, the old monsters and Ying Qi all fixed their gazes on Su Yi alone.
Their hatred was utterly undisguised.
Yet no one acted rashly.
Su Yi had already taken control of the second page of the Book of Fate.
And the Su Yi before them was merely a figure formed from the secret power of his state of mind.
Mo Hanyi lowered his head to look at the wooden sword embedded in his chest. "The gentleman strives ceaselessly all day and remains vigilant at night as though facing peril. I have borne this sword as a humiliation so that I would never forget the hatred of that year."
As he spoke, he raised his eyes toward Su Yi, revealing a trace of helplessness. "But now it seems that even though the previous Fate Officer has passed away, we no longer have any chance of escaping this Boundless Abyss of Fate..."
A desolate sorrow could not be concealed in either his expression or his words.
Su Yi, however, did not care in the slightest. "Sleeping on brushwood and tasting gall? Do you truly think Xiao Jian lacked the cultivation to wipe every last one of you out?"
Mo Hanyi smiled, maintaining a composed bearing. "But no matter what, we are still alive, while Xiao Jian is dead. That is the truth."
Su Yi had not come to reason with them, nor did he wish to argue with Mo Hanyi.
He said directly, "Xiao Jian did not kill you because he hoped that one day, he could find a way to make your Fate Demon Lineage turn from evil and return to righteousness."
"That is why he only suppressed your Fate Demon Lineage within the Silent Extinction Forbidden Zone instead of exterminating you all."
"But... I am different."