"How about it, everyone? Hope is right in front of you now. If you can't seize it and let it slip away, then it'll truly be gone."
"That's right, everyone. You've seen it yourselves—the three sects are tigers with no teeth left. All they can do is roar."
Within a mountain range, Li Xiaoyao and Gu Qingzhi took turns brainwashing the powerful experts of the various races around them.
"But what if the three sects are deliberately showing weakness?"
At that moment, an expert suddenly spoke up.
"The three sects are deliberately showing weakness? And what would they be doing it for? Ever since their founding, the three sects have always been tyrannical to the extreme. Why would they deliberately show weakness—show weakness to you?"
"So that possibility can be ruled out first."
"This time, the three sects have lost all face. So, in a very short time, they'll repeat their previous performance, their purpose being to establish their authority."
"They'll use this laughable show of authority to conceal their decline."
Li Xiaoyao walked through the air, speaking with impeccable logic. The powerful experts of the various races around him also nodded thoughtfully.
Looking at these people, Li Xiaoyao's teeth truly ached.
He had wanted to incite them to spread word of the three sects' decline, then use the power of the entire Beginningless Great World to overthrow the three sects and take the chance to rescue Dugu Feng and Poison Venerable.
But by now, he understood. These people seemed beyond saving.
Good heavens.
The three sects' prestige seemed to have sunk deep into their hearts. No matter what he said, these people could always come up with countless reasons.
"Everyone, since you're afraid, then I have nothing more to say."
"If it had been the three sects of before,