The man immediately lost some of his momentum, but he still craned his neck and said, "So what! I misunderstood True Lord Wen Xu back then, but now he has suffered such grievous injuries, and you still want him to go while wounded. Everyone in the Cultivation Realm knows how perilous Pagoda City is. Wouldn't he be going there to die?"
"Think it through! Only True Lord Wen Xu can deal with the Demon Seed. If he is not in good condition and falls because of it, let's see which of you can bear the consequences!"
"Exactly. The Five Major Sects aren't fools. If this could be resolved easily, they would have acted long ago. Why would they need us to pressure them? Stop standing there talking without feeling the pain. If you have the guts, go shout at the gates of Yonglu Mountain. Once you're sent to reinforce Pagoda City, you'll behave yourself."
Once Yonglu Mountain took a hard-line stance, people naturally analyzed and analyzed again the information it revealed. Together with those horrific scenes from Rongyuan City, quite a few low-level Rogue Cultivators were scared out of their wits. After all... if they were put in that position, they would never have been able to crawl out alive from such a hellscape.
Words could create karma; cultivators understood this better than anyone. Even if they still muttered their doubts inwardly, words spoken aloud carried karmic consequences. They were all fellow seekers of the Dao. The other party had saved three cities in succession while only in his thirties, yet they were over a hundred years old and still pointing fingers behind his back. Once they calmed down, even they felt too ashamed to show their faces. Some were so overwhelmed with shame that they voluntarily went to