The Fisherman

Zhou Daogan and Xue Muhua were both dumbstruck, especially Zhou Daogan. Though he had been unwilling to pin the blame for Zhan Shence's affair on Xu Yi, he had been confident that once the several Soul Sensing Ancestors learned who had set up this great formation to imprison the boundary tablet, Xu Yi would be as good as dead.

He had never imagined Xu Yi could come up with a move like this: using the boundary tablet to hold the Heavenly Thunder Pearls hostage.

The six Old Ancestors wore looks of concern, their voices humble and deferential, but Xu Yi didn't dare let down his guard in the slightest. "I advise you all not to act rashly. Divine sense can't kill me—Sect Master Fan can attest to that. If you can't kill me in an instant, I can detonate this boundary tablet. Weigh the consequences for yourselves."

He had to say this upfront, and make it perfectly clear. These old monsters each had a few trump cards up their sleeves. If they truly relied on their abilities and tried to kill him in an instant, then Mr. Xu would be done for.

After all, the pile of Heavenly Thunder Pearls he'd brought out was a bluff to intimidate the six Old Ancestors. He didn't actually want to detonate them and turn himself to ash.

What a man Xu Yi was. The more dire the crisis, the more meticulous his thinking became.

After their initial shock, more than one Old Ancestor had considered killing him instantly with divine sense. At his words, the other five turned to look at Fan Mo Ke. When they saw him nod, they each sank into dismay.

"Why must you put on such a show, sir? Whatever you wish to say, speak plainly. What sort of