Golden Saint Dao Venerable laughed as he said this.
Yet deep inside,
he still felt a trace of unease.
After all, that little ghost had faced the Abyssal Demon King before all the cultivators of Yuzhou and ultimately fought and won.
The scenes he had witnessed through the middle-aged cultivator's memories
truly filled Golden Saint Dao Venerable with terror.
It was hard to imagine how anyone could have survived beneath such divine might.
"Bah! You contemptible villains dare scheme against that great man? That great man slew the Abyssal Demon King, destroyed the source of the Great Tribulation, and saved all beings of Yuzhou. And some foreign monk dares speak nonsense and deny it? You shameless braggarts are truly a joke! On a future day, you will surely die a miserable death!"
Behind Golden Saint Dao Venerable, the Young Cultivator, who was currently bound and suppressed by an almost tangible Aura, immediately burst into furious curses upon hearing their conversation.
First, his closest elder, his Fourth Uncle, had died at their hands. Having overheard their secret scheme, he knew he was doomed to die, so he might as well let loose for once.
Second, it was because of his family's inheritance.
Several hundred years ago,
their ancestor had been a skilled wandering hero in the mortal Jianghu and Martial Arts World. Once, when he had stopped a desolate village from sacrificing to a Demonic Creature, he encountered an Immortal crossing the river. With a sword strike sent across the void, the Immortal beheaded the Demonic Creature, then drifted away, leaving its corpse behind. That sword strike also left an immensely profound impression in their ancestor's heart.
Using that Demonic Creature's corpse, their ancestor crossed the threshold of Qi Sensing in one stroke.
Then, throughout the rest of his life, he