True Lord Jiemie stood at the seat of honor, looking at the unconscious Shi Gu in the hall.
He took a deep breath.
These men were all companions who had followed them through countless epochs of missions in Yuan Chu's inner world.
Back in that expanse of chaos, they had only survived to the end and made it back by supporting one another.
What would killing Shi Gu accomplish?
Things had already spiraled this far.
"Kongxuan." Jiemie turned to look beside him.
"I understand." Kongxuan nodded. He had thought it through as well.
"Lock Shi Gu up. We'll deal with him once the storm blows over." After saying this, Jiemie looked at the others in the hall.
"You're badly injured. Stay here and recover. Don't go out again for the time being."
True Lord Qingmu and the others felt as though they had been granted amnesty, and each took his leave.
Once everyone had left, only the five Unity Realm experts remained in the hall.
Blood Butcher walked to the window, gazed out at the Chaos Void, and asked, "What do we do now?"
"What else can we do?" Xu Yuan sneered.
"Go out and clear things up."
"Clear things up?" Blood Butcher turned around.
"Who would believe us?"
"We have to say it, whether they believe us or not," Jiemie said slowly.
"We must give an explanation for this, or every Da Luo True Realm cultivator in the Hongmeng Universe will see us as fat sheep ready for slaughter."
Wuwang pondered for a moment beside them, then spoke.
"Jiemie is right. The five of us should issue a joint declaration telling everyone that we have no True Saint insights."
"Will a declaration do any good?" Blood Butcher frowned.
"We won't know unless we try."
"Besides, we're Unity Realm