"It seemed the other party's Dao heart was far firmer, and his vigilance far higher, than expected.
No matter how much more was said, it would be futile at this point, and might even prove counterproductive, exposing more of his intentions."
"Even if he offered even more enticing terms...
not only would the other party refuse, he would be even less likely to agree.
He would only grow more suspicious that something was amiss."
The High Priest thought to himself.
Of course.
The High Priest had nothing more enticing to offer.
The method for forging a Law Treasure Body was already his greatest bargaining chip.
Then, the High Priest cast Cheng Buzheng a long, profound look. His gaze was complex and unreadable, carrying regret, coldness, and, buried completely beneath it all, a trace of the indifference one reserved for the dead.
After that glance...
he could not help but sigh.
"Since that is the case, this is the only way!"
At that thought, the last trace of unwillingness in the High Priest's heart dissipated like a boulder sinking into a bottomless abyss.
His greed to wield alone this peerless Great Array—one capable of influencing the fate of an entire race, even bearing upon the chance of ascension—was severed completely at that moment.
Circumstances were stronger than any man. Faced with this unfathomable, elusive, and uncanny mysterious opponent...
temporary retreat was the wise choice.
Yet, this retreat was not submission, but the beginning of another, more hidden net being cast.
The next moment, a voice that sounded mild but concealed sharp edges broke the silence of the void and reached Cheng Buzheng's ears with precision.
"Since Your Excellency is unwilling to relinquish your authority over this Great Array, this priest is not willing to force the issue with Fellow Daoist."
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