How Much Like a Human He Was Now

Atop the dome of the Star Alliance Council Building stood a towering hall.

It was Qingxing Hall, where the Seal-holding Immortal Venerable presided over the Star Alliance.

The hall and the council building below formed a seamless whole, spreading over the pinnacle of the dome like an eagle or falcon unfurling its wings.

No open flames could be seen within the hall; only a faint, clear radiance drifted through the air.

The soft halo washed over the pillars, casting the two figures within the hall into ever deeper shadow.

Their outlines flickered in and out amid the gentle light, their appearances impossible to discern.

The figure on the right was slender and graceful. A woman's cold voice was the first to break the silence.

"Tell me, what exactly were you thinking? Why didn't you kill him?"

The figure seated above was more imposing, clear radiance slowly circulating around him.

At those words, he slowly turned his head. Stars seemed to rise and fall within his eyes as he asked in return,

"What about you? Why didn't you kill him?"

The moment those words fell, the clear radiance in the hall seemed to freeze for an instant.

The slender figure paused. Only after a long while did she let out a soft snort.

"Don't tell me you were afraid of him. He's only at the Half-step Creation Realm; he can't stir up any great waves yet."

The figure on the main seat remained unmoving, his voice spreading through the clear radiance.

"But at that time, I glimpsed countless possible paths..."

"If I made a move, then no matter which path it was, the final outcome would be inescapable: death and the dissipation of the Dao."

As those words landed, the hall fell into utter silence.

The slender figure seemed stunned. After