With those words, a fissure opened with a hum in Sikong Changhe's nerves, stretched taut to their limit.
Today, he had driven the Heavenly Capital into a corner.
In the heaven-and-human Dao contention, the Heavenly Capital needed to make a choice.
The Heavenly Capital itself was a product of the heaven-and-human Dao contention a million years ago.
Whenever the heaven-and-human Dao contention began again, he had to stand on the side of the Heavenly Dao. There was no disputing that, yet he dared not make that choice.
Because the man before him had already made it clear...
If he dared stand on the side of the Heavenly Dao and attack the Daxia Realm, which represented the Human Dao, the Heavenly Capital would become a field of ruins at his hands.
His Heavenly Capital would become the warning monument through which Lin Xiaosu established his might in the Archaic Realm!
Destroy the greatest sect under heaven and cow the Archaic Realm's cultivation world...
That had always been the best route in a struggle between powers. Did he really think Lin Xiaosu would not do it?
And he truly had the ability to do it!
Because Sikong Changhe had already completed his test, and the result was that this "Hongmeng way-grasping," which existed only in legend, was beyond his ability to oppose.
If even Sikong Changhe could not oppose him, who in the entire Heavenly Capital could stop him?
No matter how many experts the Heavenly Capital possessed, no matter whether it could ultimately muster the strength of the entire sect to defend its title as the greatest sect, it would pay an unimaginably devastating price at his hands.
He dared not shake his head.
But he likewise dared not nod!
In the heaven-and-human Dao contention, as the rightful ruler of this