"As guardians of the seal, you dared open it on your own. You deserve death!" Luo Yunji's eyes held majesty as he looked at the Black-Robed Man opposite him.
"So what if we opened it? And so what if we didn't? Why should we bear the consequences of your mistakes? Why?"
"For thousands of years, we have been trapped here. Our time was stolen. Our emotions were stolen. We have no joy, anger, sorrow, or happiness—we are nothing but walking corpses! Why is that?" The Black-Robed Man's accusations, one after another, revealed a heaven-shaking secret.
Yet after Luo Yunji heard it, he showed no emotion at all. His expression remained calm, his gaze still majestic.
"Just because you are a god? That means you can wantonly manipulate the fate of mortals?" Seeing that Luo Yunji's emotions did not fluctuate in the slightest, towering resentment surged up in the Black-Robed Man's heart.
For thousands of years, they had been trapped in one place, losing all joy in life. Every day they were like puppets, doing the same things over and over, without the slightest change. Anyone with a weaker will would have gone mad long ago.
"Kneel!" Luo Yunji spoke again, his majestic voice like a divine decree. Astonishment showed in the Black-Robed Man's eyes, and then his body bent at the knees beyond his control, forcing him to kneel.
"I will not judge your suffering or resentment. But for opening the seal without permission, even the scattering of your soul would not be enough to atone for your crimes!" Luo Yunji glanced at the Black-Robed Man once, then ignored him and stepped toward the seventh floor.
As he passed by the Black-Robed Man, no one knew where the man found the strength, but he actually broke free of Luo Yunji's