The middle-aged man looked at Wang Xian with a fawning expression. Did he dare say he didn't believe him?
He was afraid that the moment he said he didn't believe him, this lord before him would put on a live performance of Universe Channel Collapse!
When that happened, although he could request the Heavenly Immortal Grade Pavilion Master to descend and repair the universe channel, he would also earn the charge of dereliction of duty.
The better outcome would be mission failure and the deduction of a massive amount of sect contribution points. The worse outcome would be being beaten to death on the spot by the enraged Pavilion Master!
After all, universe channels had existed ever since the birth of the nine Inner Universes and had never gone wrong. Yet a problem had occurred during Star Pavilion's watch. The other sects would definitely mock Star Pavilion, and the Pavilion Master naturally would not be pleased.
If the Pavilion Master was unhappy, then as an ordinary Star Pavilion disciple, he could naturally bid this wonderful world farewell!
"I feel like you don't believe me!"
Wang Xian curled his lips, but he did not stubbornly press the issue. No matter how one looked at it, he was in the wrong here.
After apologizing to the middle-aged man again, the man finally left with a resentful and uneasy expression.
After the middle-aged man left, Di Yao and Dream Ancestor spent quite some time talking Wang Xian around. For the time that followed, they even stopped killing members of the Fire Demon Race and stayed by Wang Xian's side, watching him kill them to prevent him from losing control of his strength when he got carried away.
"Yao Yao, Mengmeng, can you stop staring at me?"
Wang Xian looked at Di Yao and