Tianshui Daoist's tightly shut eyes suddenly twitched.
Clearly, Gantian had struck upon what was weighing on his mind.
"You think we're merely a pawn some great domain is using to weaken the Divine Asura Domain before the Realm War?"
There was something elusive in Gantian's voice.
"You think everything we're doing now is futile, and once the Realm War ends and the Divine Asura Domain has its hands free, it will grind us into dust without effort?"
Tianshui Daoist still did not open his eyes, but his breathing had grown somewhat rapid.
That was indeed what he thought.
That was why he had chosen not to surrender.
If he surrendered and branded himself a traitor, then once the people backing Gantian fell, his death would be ten thousand times more miserable than it would be now.
"Fellow Daoist Tianshui, your horizons are far too narrow."
Gantian shook his head, an expression somewhere between pity and mockery appearing on his face.
He slowly walked up to Tianshui Daoist, bent down, and spoke in a voice only the two of them could hear.
"Do you think your little Tianshui Realm is the only place we've attacked?"
"Let me tell you."
"The Flowing Light Domain has already undergone a complete upheaval."
"The former Ten Great Dao Realms now have only one master."
"Do you think an existence capable of making every peak Hunyuan Wuji cultivator in the Ten Great Dao Realms willingly submit could possibly be compared to a mere great domain?"
"Do you think we would fear the Divine Asura Domain?"
Gantian's words were like thunderclaps, exploding one after another in Tianshui Daoist's mind.
Tianshui Daoist stared fixedly at Gantian, as though trying to see straight through his soul.
"Impossible... that's absolutely impossible!"
His voice was hoarse, even cracking under the violent