Those who did not understand Lin Yi and did not know what he planned to do next could be forgiven for having such prejudices against him.
No matter what, Duzai was a High God who had witnessed the Immortal King's ruthless methods. His concerns were not without reason.
Yes, as long as Lin Yi exposed what had happened to the Lingdu Mountain Sect's elites, everyone would gradually unite over time to oppose the Immortal King's rule.
But Lin Yi also understood very clearly.
Oppression and resistance were interdependent.
As long as the Immortal King's oppression remained, his rule could never truly be stable.
The emergence of a second or third Dark Prosperity Organization was only a matter of time. Spreading the news would, at most, accelerate the process.
He could not wait that long, nor did he like letting others make choices for him.
"I understand what you mean, but I refuse. As I said before, you can tell me what you know. As for how to reopen the secret realm, defeat the Immortal King, and bring peace to the Three Realms and Six Paths, that is not something you need to worry about."
Seeing that Lin Yi would not listen to reason, Duzai's expression immediately changed.
"Heh. You won't do things my way, yet you still want my intelligence? Then forget it."
"Aren't you working under the Immortal King? In that case, go ask him yourself."
Lin Yi was neither anxious nor angry, nor did he wish to waste any more words.
He merely infused a trace of the Lord of Ten Thousand Souls' Divine Power into his right hand, then made a grasping gesture toward Duzai's Soul Body. Duzai's soul immediately began to move beyond his control.
"W-What is happening to me?!"
Duzai's eyes were filled with disbelief.