Gantian appeared before him.
"Fellow Daoist Tianshui, why put yourself through this?"
He reached out and gently took the Jade Talisman from Tianshui Daoist's rigid hand.
Then, right before his eyes, he gave it a light squeeze.
The Jade Talisman crumbled to dust.
Tianshui Daoist's heart sank into the abyss along with it.
"Who... exactly are you?" he asked Gantian, his voice dry, his eyes filled with despair and bewilderment.
He could not understand where Gantian, the realm lord of a vassal domain, had found such audacity—or such terrifying strength and subordinates.
And how had they reached the heart of the Divine Asura Domain without alerting anyone?
"That question doesn't matter."
Gantian looked at him and said calmly, "Now, I ask, and you answer."
"Which Great World in the Divine Asura Domain has the richest mineral resources? Especially top-grade divine materials such as void divine iron?" Gantian asked bluntly.
"And if I refuse?" Tianshui Daoist gave a bitter laugh, a flicker of resolve crossing his eyes.
"In life, I, Tianshui, belong to the Divine Asura Domain. In death, I will be its ghost!"
"You'll get nothing out of me!"
"You want me to betray the Divine Asura Domain and help a tyrant commit his atrocities? Dream on!"
Gantian's brows furrowed slightly.
"My patience is limited."
"You'd best think carefully before answering."
An icy killing intent enveloped the entire hall.
Feeling that killing intent almost freeze his soul solid, Tianshui Daoist trembled inwardly, but a mocking sneer appeared on his face.
"Kill me?"
"Gantian, would you dare?"
"Once I die, the Life-Soul Lamp I left in the Divine Asura Main Realm will go out.
"When that happens, the Divine Asura Domain will be furious. They'll investigate the entire Western Wasteland."
"Not one of you will escape!"
He was gambling.
Gambling that