Looking at Chen Changsheng before him, Yuan Yi smiled faintly. "It's gone!"
"That's good, then. I'll give you what you want after some time."
With that, Chen Changsheng rose and left.
But as he was leaving, Chen Changsheng still turned his head slightly and said, "I came to find you without holding out much hope, really. You're a real man!"
"Hahaha!"
Hearing this, Yuan Yi threw back his head and laughed.
Chen Changsheng vanished from sight, while Yuan Yi's laughter carried endless desolation.
Liu Yidao had been able to work under Chen Changsheng because he had left himself a way out from the very beginning.
Long Ji, Bie Chen, and the others had been able to start over because they had not gone too far back then.
But Yuan Yi had gone too far during his time in the Li Yang Dynasty.
Therefore, no matter what happened, the Righteous Cultivators would never let Yuan Yi live.
They had not killed Yuan Yi before because many Forbidden Ground prodigies still existed during the Chang Sheng Epoch, and they had not had the time to deal with him.
Now that the other Forbidden Ground prodigies had switched sides, Yuan Yi alone would certainly be unable to escape death.
Perhaps Yuan Yi could crawl and kneel before them, begging for mercy, and trade that humiliation for his life. But as a Forbidden Ground prodigy, how could he possibly tolerate himself doing such a thing?
At this thought, Yuan Yi laughed even louder.
Yet his laughter carried endless desolation.
Buddhist Kingdom.
Zhang Ling, who had been comprehending the artistic conception of two Buddhist Verses, opened his eyes.
"It seems someone's here."
Hearing this, Li Changsheng, who had also been sitting cross-legged, opened his eyes.
"Someone is here indeed, and their cultivation seems rather