Yuan Bin's words were stern, yet they inadvertently revealed some of his true thoughts, giving the solemn heavenly maiden holding the Pure Vase a measure of confidence. She smiled faintly; though concealed beneath her veil, her peerless beauty and grace could still be seen.
"So that was it. Mister Yuan, you think we are merely empty talkers, that our invitation for you to join the cult is a deception. But do you know that our master is one of the supreme figures of this age, one who has already crossed the boundary of the Grandmaster Realm?
"Do you also know that our Pudu Cult connects north and south, spans east and west, with believers scattered across Great Yong's fourteen provinces? There are our people in your native Qing Prefecture, and there are even people in your Yuan Family estate who worship our Pudu Cult."
The heavenly maiden's tone was sonorous and forceful, each word striking the ground with a clang, brimming with immense confidence and pride. That toughness and strength emanating from the depths of her heart could never have been put on as an act.
Yuan Bin had already intended to command the swarm of ants atop the beams to slaughter the Pudu Cult members below. But upon hearing those words, his heart stirred. His resounding, tragic Killing Aura abruptly faltered, and his surging momentum swiftly ebbed and softened. His heart had been affected, and his attitude became hesitant.
It was all because they had said that the Pudu Cult's Cult Master was an expert who had entered the Grandmaster Realm, making him wary of striking for fear of consequences.
There were certainly more Grandmaster experts in this age than the Ten Absolute Masters of the World, but their number could not be great. Every one of them possessed