After the core devoured itself, this body of mine was basically ruined. Unless I borrowed another shell and was reborn again, even my spiritual power would eventually burn away completely.
So there were only two things I could do. Either the Great True Spirit kept feeding power into me, letting me control the level of its self-devouring; I could hold out for as long as possible, until I suppressed this furnace again and regained control.
But by then, I was afraid I would have grown too powerful to rein in. If I possessed authority that even he had failed to control, what use would I have for him?
At that point, only another Great True Spirit would be born—or perhaps an existence bearing the title of Great Minister of Heaven.
As for the last possibility, it was the one the Great True Spirit least wanted to see: completely losing control, devouring me, then devouring him.
"This one... this one will never give you anything! This Venerable wants you dead! Immediately!" The Great True Spirit roared, and layer upon layer of crushing pressure came crashing down!
The thunderous blast echoed through heaven and earth. The ground collapsed, and the palace was shattered!
Cang Yao vanished in an instant. She had long wanted to flee, but she had been constrained by the rules just now. The moment the restrictions were lifted, she did not hesitate for even a second.
I sneered coldly as I watched the once-grand and magnificent palace reduced to ruins, inwardly cursing the Great True Spirit for truly having no intention of acting like a human being.
Even when there was no choice, he still refused to be threatened and left no path to survival. He would act first and deal with the consequences later. It was a trait