Plans to Withdraw, Kunpeng's Scheme

All schemes, all maneuvering, all bottom lines were, at this moment, utterly torn apart and crushed by the taboo Xuanshuo had exposed with a single sentence!

The void was deathly silent. Only the river of stars flowed soundlessly in the distance, as though it too were holding its breath before this world-shaking outcome.

Xuanshuo stood quietly, his gaze piercing through layers of void and settling upon the two towering figures ahead, whose decline was already showing.

As he watched Taiyi and Changxi's emotions completely collapse, their weaknesses wholly seized, a faint and obscure expectation flickered in his eyes, one only he himself understood.

He understood inwardly that the game had finally reached this point. Aside from Taihao, Taiyi had previously acted in secret to kill Minghe's Direct Disciple, Tianming, the Mosquito Daoist. Though his methods had been covert and no evidence had yet been found, it could still be concealed and avoided without provoking the saints' fury.

But if Taiyi, blinded by rage today, disregarded everything and openly slew the saints' disciples, he would be cutting off his own future, destroying his own foundation, and severing himself from the Heavenly Dao!

Fuxi was Saint Nuwa's blood brother, while the Antarctic Immortal Elder was Saint Primal's Direct Disciple.

If Taiyi dared to openly kill those two today, he would forge an irreconcilable blood feud and directly face the towering wrath of Saints Nuwa and Primal.

When the saints returned, the husband and wife would forever lose their qualifications to vie for supremacy over the heavens and ascend the Great Dao. They would become abandoned children of the Primordial World, and no one would remain who could restrain him!

Unfortunately, Taiyi was ultimately the emperor who ruled all demons. He was deeply patient and still rational. He had not completely gone mad,