Dreamspace.
Two Heavenly Dao Society members sat uneasily before Dream.
These two were the founders of the Transcendent Void Hall and the Mystic Heaven Sect.
Whoosh!
A clone entered Dreamspace. Seeing the scene before him, Chen Changsheng spoke.
"So, have these two Fellow Daoists accepted it?"
Facing Chen Changsheng's question, Dream, in his youthful form, lifted his teacup and took a sip. "More or less. How are things going outside?"
"There are still some loose ends to tie up. The mess out there is much more troublesome than this place."
"Then put a little more effort into it!"
"I'm about to be angered to death by these two bastards. Say some things for me—I don't want to waste my breath."
Hearing this, Chen Changsheng looked at the two Heavenly Dao Society members opposite him.
"You two Fellow Daoists have played a truly clever game of chess!"
"If there hadn't been the slightest accident in your plan, Dream and I might well have fallen into your calculations."
"Now that things have come to this, how do you think Dream and I should deal with you?"
In response to Chen Changsheng's questioning, the two remained seated in silence.
"Why aren't they talking? Did you seal their Divine Sense Realm?"
"No. I merely cut off their voices, because I don't want to hear them speak right now."
"Can they be killed?"
"If they can, kill them outright. These two cannot be spared."
Chen Changsheng directly pronounced a death sentence upon the two Heavenly Dao Society members.
Seeing this, Dream shook his head. "They can be killed, but they are, after all, part of Pill Epoch's foundation. It would be somewhat wasteful to kill them just like that."
"Forget it. Lock them up. They may come in useful someday."
With that, Dream swept his