Inside the palace, after observing for a while, Divine Lord Zhengyuan finally put away the mirror and sat back down. He lifted his spirit tea and leisurely savored the Enlightenment Tea.
He then waved a hand, signaling for Ye Jingcheng to take a seat beside him.
"Your secret art is indeed remarkable, but its flaw should not merely be what you described—your true essence not flowing smoothly. Your actual strength is likely less than thirty percent of normal," Divine Lord Zhengyuan said unhurriedly after Ye Jingcheng sat down.
"This disciple still has protective Spirit Beasts," Ye Jingcheng answered truthfully, knowing what Divine Lord Zhengyuan meant.
The reason he had demonstrated the Heavenly Ghost Spirit Severing Art earlier was also to see just how severe this secret art's drawbacks were.
And now, he could already feel them.
Fortunately, recovering from the secret art was not difficult. Half a day would suffice.
"After you feign your death, will your clansmen in the Central Region be able to bear it?" Divine Lord Zhengyuan continued to ask unhurriedly.
The moment those words were spoken, Ye Jingcheng naturally understood what they implied.
After all, the bond between the Ye Family and the Righteous Path Sect was him.
If he feigned his death and the Righteous Path Sect took it as real, they would no longer look after the Ye Family as they had before.
On the surface, the Righteous Path Sect could still share some of the burden, but if the demon sects went mad, there would certainly be no shortage of schemes in the shadows.
One had to know that the demon sects had previously dared to make a move against him.
Now, to deal with ordinary members of the Ye Family, the demon sects would not even need to act personally. They had