"Right now, he's so furious he's running wild everywhere!"
After hearing Hua Cangqiong's description, Hua Yunfei smiled helplessly. His old man had never been proper—powerful, fond of scheming against others, yet outwardly a reckless brute. He was truly the king of old sixes.
"What, with strength as great as yours, you're not going to kill Ancestor Luoning?" Hua Yunfei said.
Of course, he was only joking. Ancestor Luoning was Saint-level, incredibly difficult to kill, and Hua Cangqiong's strength probably had not yet reached the Saint level.
But after thirty years away from the sect, he had no idea just how strong Hua Cangqiong had become.
Hua Cangqiong merely gave a disdainful laugh. "Killing a Saint would taint me with far too much karma. If the Sun Moon Divine Church used an Emperor Armament to deduce matters afterward, I'm afraid it would be hard for me to escape. My identity would definitely be exposed then."
When a Saint raged, corpses lay scattered for billions of miles!
In this Era of Dharma Decline, Saints were the supreme sovereigns of heaven and earth. Their every word and action formed the Great Dao itself.
Even speaking to a Saint-level existence could entangle one in immense karma.
If Hua Cangqiong rashly killed Ancestor Luoning, then if the Sun Moon Divine Church invited another Saint-level ancestor to use an Emperor Armament to deduce his whereabouts, he would likely find it difficult to escape!
In this world, karma turned in endless cycles. Once one became tainted by great karma, it was difficult to evade the pursuit of heaven, earth, and the Great Dao!
Hua Yunfei smiled faintly. Thinking that he would soon be leaving the sect, he said,
"If you truly have the ability, then kill him. I'll be leaving the sect shortly. I'll handle the matter