712. No Comment

This is bad. If this continues, my Dao heart may fall, and I'll become like Meng Bingyun, replaying my senior sister's tragedy! Su Mu immediately became alert and asked the Future Lord, "If I use this essence to comprehend the Creator realm, what are my chances?" The Hall of All Saints' divine abilities were now beyond imagination; it could open passageways at any time. Xi reported and calculated every detail with incomparable precision, far more powerful than a Buddha who saw through past, present, and future—surpassing Saints and never knowing fatigue. When people sat in lofty positions, it was easy for them to develop an overbearing air; but once they fell from on high, even the most formidable among them would become dispirited, their bearing gradually ground away. This was an eternal truth, unchanged since antiquity... "No comment!" The more Su Mu listened, the more alarmed and chilled she became. By the end, her heart had turned cold, and an emotion arose within her that she simply could not contend against Hong Yi. After Zhao Fei'er had been captured by Hong Yi, she had completely lost her attachment to the Zhao Family and the Great Luo Sect and joined Hong Yi. Third Prince of Great Zhou had done the same. "Fei'er! You actually joined that unfilial wretch as well." At the sight of Zhao Fei'er, Hong Xuanji's eyes stirred slightly, as though a ripple had spread across a heart as still as dead water. "You should know that our daughter, Fei Rong, was killed by that unfilial wretch. You bear the hatred of a murdered daughter, yet you still joined him?" Abolishing one's martial arts was easy, but restoring them was impossible. Gain and loss were not such simple matters. "Xuanji, the tide has turned. You were unyielding all your