Admit the Error, Apologize for It, Never Correct It; Beauty Buried in His Chest, Hall Master Lies Down

The moment those words were spoken, everyone's expressions changed.

Dao Qiongchang moved in a flash of lightning. No one saw what motion he made before a tiny glimmer of fireflies flicked from his fingertip.

Whoosh!

The facts proved that, no matter the time, all the Saints maintained a certain degree of wariness toward this unfathomable Dao Hall Master.

Almost the instant he made his move, Xu Xiaoshou vanished. Elder Sang and Water Ghost bloomed with profundity and fled into the Dao Principles.

Cen Qiaofu hooked Yue Gongli before him with one sweep of his axe, using him as a shield.

Yue Gongli vanished in an instant, replaced by a coffin blocking in his place.

Only Bai Zhou, who had raised the issue of Yue Gongli's problem, seemed to think he was already unquestionably one of them. Still waiting for an answer, he had lowered his guard somewhat.

Dao Qiongchang's finger had not been aimed at Yue Gongli at all. It had been aimed directly at Bai Zhou!

"Huh?"

Bai Zhou had not even closed his mouth.

That glimmer entered through his throat, vanishing without a trace even beneath the perception of Holy Power.

"What are you doing?"

Bai Zhou flew into a rage, his face turning livid as he shouted, "I raised the question, and you attacked me? What did you feed me? You're the Evil God, aren't you?"

With a boom, ghostly energy surged and raged. The battle seemed on the verge of erupting.

Yet Dao Qiongchang, who had planted a seed in Bai Zhou, retreated explosively the moment he succeeded, refusing to engage.

At the same time, his fingers formed seals as he cast one technique after another. "Great Perception Art!"

"Great Anomaly Art!"

These two were both Dao Qiongchang's passive skills, used to perceive influences at the