"Heh-heh, Fellow Daoist Li Yi, there's no need to worry. This is the token's natural reaction. Even I can't control it."
The Purple Scale Old Ancestor's eyes flickered as he spoke with a chuckle.
"Hmph. It'd better be."
Li Yi sneered inwardly. A trace of icy killing intent rose from the depths of his heart. How could he not know that the Purple Scale Old Ancestor had done this on purpose? If he'd become immersed in those endless illusions, the outcome would have been obvious.
"I wonder, Fellow Daoist Li Yi, what have you decided?"
The Purple Scale Old Ancestor fixed his gaze on Li Yi as he asked, as if everything that had just happened had been nothing but an illusion. His eyes betrayed a hint of certainty. He believed no cultivator could refuse such temptation, even if they knew it might be a trap.
If this had been an ordinary cultivator, the Purple Scale Old Ancestor would have been right. Unfortunately, the man he'd met today was Li Yi. Li Yi had never believed there would come a day when he couldn't reach the Divine Lord Realm. He was full of confidence: even without some special opportunity, it would only take him longer. One day, he would reach the Divine Lord Realm. There was no need to put himself in danger for an opportunity that was obviously a trap.
Besides, he knew perfectly well that the Purple Scale Old Ancestor would never hand over such an important token so easily. Most likely, he would try to control Li Yi's soul or something similar.
If that happened, Li Yi feared he would no longer have control over his own life and death.
Li Yi wasn't foolish enough to hand his life over to someone else.
"I simply have no