These words made Tao Qi's eyes fly wide, killing intent nearly spilling from her body.
"Avoiding the spread of the Ferocious Beast Emperor-Burial Technique is just an excuse to kill Brother Sikong for revenge, isn't it?"
"The supreme races even want to use hostages to force Brother Sikong's hand."
"And our Celestial Race actually agreed to it, actually intends to work with the Spirit Race to kill Brother Sikong... Patriarch Tian Tao, I truly understand less and less. Why do I feel like our Celestial Race is being used as a gun by the Ancient Ten Absolutes?"
Using the Ferocious Beast Emperor-Burial Technique as an excuse, they wanted to monitor and suppress the Ten Thousand Demon Hall.
Then, while monitoring the Ten Thousand Demon Hall, they would use the people of the Burial Emperor Spirit Seal Realm to threaten Sikong Jing. Was this really something the supreme races could do?
Gratitude and personal ties—none of it mattered to them.
One after another, they waved the banner of doing it for the Vast Cosmos Great World while committing such vile acts.
"Some things, even I cannot make sense of."
"But you must never say such things again. You cannot keep questioning the clan head's decisions, or our branch may be cast down."
"In any case, go to the Prison Race now."
"Informing Sikong Jing of this can count as repaying the favor. From now on, sever all ties with Sikong Jing in one stroke."
Tian Tao's meaning was clear. This was not truly about repaying gratitude, but merely about helping Tao Qi escape the predicament of owing someone a favor.
After drawing another deep breath, Tian Tao continued, "This operation at the Ten Thousand Demon Hall has failed. The Spirit Race will certainly think of other ways to force Sikong Jing