The Grandmaster gave a cold laugh and sneered, "Qingli Shenhuan, do you really think this is interesting? Even if you turned into a Dao Tribulation and stopped your own Dao collapse, you still can't get out of here, can you? That's why you set up layer upon layer of Grand Arrays to imprison yourself, preventing those Dao traditions above from summoning you up as food. Hahaha... It's simply inconceivable. When your Dao collapsed, did you think mine didn't? But unlike you..."
"Shut up! How are you any different?! Do you dare say you're still yourself!? I'm afraid even Master would laugh at you! He'd laugh that you're no longer his son!" Qingli Shenhuan shouted, cutting off the Grandmaster before he could continue.
My expression darkened as well. The Grandmaster had seen through the other party's condition at a glance. How could I have failed to guess some of the truth? It was just that this old monster's thoughts had gone beyond my imagination. She had been defeated by the Grandmaster ten thousand years ago and had suffered injuries, entering a state of slow Dao collapse.
That was precisely where the Dao-Annihilating Art's power lay. Even if it couldn't annihilate its opponent right away, once it struck a vital point, the opponent would fall into a state of Dao collapse. Although they could recover, the destruction of their Dao tradition was irreversible. In other words, once their absorption ability could no longer prevent the Dao collapse from devouring them, they would die and have their Dao extinguished!
The Grandmaster should have died before as well. He had now been reborn by borrowing the Demonic Dao Light Furnace, and had merely cultivated into the furnace's artifact spirit. Qingli Shenhuan's words had clearly pierced the Grandmaster's pride, so the corner of his mouth