Twelve Spirit Transformations Tear Apart the Dao Net

"It must be the Old Devil's scheme! It must be his wicked art of stirring the Seven Emotions that made you become like this, Senior Sister Zhuang!"

"Senior Sister, rest assured!"

"There is no truly flawless, all-encompassing supreme method in this world!"

"I will—I will definitely save you from the Old Devil's hands!"

"I will restore your true, lucid self!"

"I will make sure you are never bullied by the Old Devil again!"

"I—"

Yang Wangji's almost desolate wail had not yet fully ended.

Elsewhere.

Zhuang Wanqing abruptly flicked her sleeve.

"Enough—"

"Fellow Daoist Yang, since you persist in this, this poor Daoist will no longer beat around the bush or needlessly preserve a shred of dignity for you."

"I only came to know Senior Brother Liu after the killing tribulation of the war between righteousness and evil began."

"But by then, you and I had already long been renowned true disciples of the great Central Province sects, standing at the peak of Foundation Establishment!"

"Before the killing tribulation, how long had you and I known one another?"

"Even now, the time you and I had known each other was several times longer than the time I had known Senior Brother Liu, was it not?"

"Then, Fellow Daoist Yang, are you some stubborn fool?"

"No, you are not. You are the senior brother of the Divine Firmament Dao Sect, a peerless prodigy ranked among the top five practitioners of lightning arts in this age!"

"A dull-witted fool cannot cultivate lightning arts, hailed as the pivot of yin and yang and the grand outline of all laws!"

"You were able to develop the Dao and arts of the Divine Firmament Dao Sect to such a degree."

"With your lucid intelligence and intricate thoughts, you could not possibly have failed to understand