"Senior, you truly are the more reasonable one."
On the other side, Mo Cang held a fiery-red pearl and bowed respectfully to the old man before him.
"Get lost."
The old man snorted coldly.
"This junior shall take his leave."
Mo Cang gave a light laugh, then turned and departed.
"Alas, how can people like us possibly stop the great tide of the Heavenly Dao?"
"What exactly does the Heavenly Dao of this world want to do? There is already slaughter and bloodshed throughout the Starry Sky—could it be that you intend to imitate the Starry Sky as well?"
"Do you mean to throw the entire Star River Cosmos into chaos? With lives left in ruins... alas..."
After Mo Cang left, the old man remained where he was and let out a deep sigh.
Meanwhile, Jian Changfeng, who was still fighting relentlessly, was dumbfounded when he saw Mo Cang walk out completely unharmed.
By his reasoning, shouldn't Mo Cang have been crushed to death by the Sect Master outright?
Why was he able to walk out unscathed?
What was he holding in his hand?
Suddenly, Jian Changfeng spotted the item in Mo Cang's hand.
The moment he saw exactly what Mo Cang was holding, his pupils contracted, and his entire body began to tremble uncontrollably.
What Mo Cang held was the Soul-Suppressing Pearl—the very Soul-Suppressing Pearl possessed by his Heavenly Sword Sect.
Why?
For a moment, the convictions in Jian Changfeng's heart began to crumble.
Once the seal was opened and the Demon-Monster Realm invaded the Earth God Realm in full force, living beings would be left in ruins, and countless prodigies would fall.
Countless living beings would die in the disaster.
Did the Sect Master know?
He definitely knew.
If he knew, then why would he still...
"Jian Changfeng,