"This... If the Six Paths Immortal Venerable had agreed to me, he definitely wouldn't treat me like this. Everything depends on trust and honor, so why must Immortal Venerable Haoxi frighten me?" Sure enough, after being asked that question, a trace of worry flashed through Sheng Ning's eyes. Even his tone became extremely uncertain. In the face of the Eight Extremes, the Seven Extremes was no longer simply a watershed—it was the difference between the Milky Way spanning the Nine Heavens and a little stream!
"Hehe... child, you're thinking far too simply. Every Eight Extremes Dao Ascender could split open the heavens and earth, so what etiquette or trust could they possibly care about? The Eight Extremes had already become saints. Beneath the universe of the Dao Foundation, all were ants. What trust could there be? You're merely a junior of the Seven Extremes. At most, you're a feudal lord of one region. If an Eight Extremes Immortal Venerable wasn't paying attention, they could swallow you casually. Don't you have any sense of your own weight? You're plotting against the wife of a Genesis Immortal Venerable. You've taken too great a step with this idea. You'll end up dead without even a burial place." Immortal Venerable Haoxi spoke with a radiant smile.
Sheng Ning drew in a sharp breath. I frowned as I watched the scene. It was clear that Immortal Venerable Haoxi had seized the initiative with just a few words. If she stood on my side, everything would be easy to handle. The only question was what exactly she was plotting.
The worry plainly written across Sheng Ning's face was obvious to everyone. Sure enough, his forehead was already slick with sweat. I stood with my hands behind my back, watching him coldly, while Big Sis showed not