"And while you were at it, you could drag out the matter of Tang Hao and his son Tang San. You'd surely strike while the iron was hot and wipe out not only them, but even the entire Clear Sky Sect!"
"If that happened, even your life—a life practically filled with tragedies—would be rewritten and become completely different!"
Gu Changge's words poured over Qian Renxue like a raging storm.
Qian Renxue was struck dumb, as though she had been hit by lightning.
"Let me say something even more piercing."
"Spirit Hall definitely has records of how your ancestor, the Angel God, became a god, right?"
"If you could just settle down and cultivate properly!"
"Even if, for your grandfather's sake, you chose not to take the path of the Angel Nine Trials!"
"After you conquered the entire Douluo Continent and made Spirit Hall the sole dominant power!"
"By governing the entire Douluo Continent and gathering faith!"
"You could have created your own godhood and become a god with ease!"
"But what was your actual situation?"
"You ignored the broad road laid out before you!"
"You passed up a brilliant life!"
"Like a complete idiot, you took a full set of inherited Soul Bones and ran off to the Heaven Dou Empire to play some undercover make-believe game!"
"What were you even thinking?"
"With the Heaven Dou Empire's pathetic foundations!"
"You'd have to be out of your mind to play it that way!"
"If it were me, do you know how I'd do it?"
"I'd send Gui Mei with a list of the Heaven Dou Empire's key figures—the imperial family, nobles, marshals who controlled troops, and the like—and have him kill them one by one!"
"After they were all dead, I'd arrange for people to disguise themselves as Fallen Soul Masters