At those words, someone immediately retorted with reddened eyes. He was an old Saint who had escaped being harvested earlier because Tan Lin's emergence had drawn the attention of the Supremes.
His beard and hair stood on end as he glared furiously at the speaker.
"Are you blind?! The Great Accomplished Saint Body fought a bloody battle until now, slaying three Supreme Beings in succession. He fought until his strength was exhausted, his Primordial Spirit on the verge of scattering. You call that fearing death?
You call that running away?
If you can do it, then go up there yourself! If not for Senior stepping forward and drawing away the Supreme Beings, you and I would have long since become blood food in their mouths!"
"That's right! The Great Accomplished Saint Body already did everything he could!
For the Human Race, for the Myriad Heavens and Ten Thousand Domains, he shed his very last drop of blood! What right do you have to speak of him like that?!"
Even more people joined the argument, crying themselves hoarse.
They vented their emotions in despair, as if only by doing so could they scatter their thoughts a little and briefly flee from the darkness that was about to descend.
Of course, even more people simply could not accept seeing the "hero" in their hearts slandered like this, especially when he had just shed his last drop of blood and might already have fallen.
"What use is doing one's best?! The darkness has yet to fade, the turmoil has yet to end, and there are even more Supreme Beings who have emerged!
Those initial 'beasts' must have expended themselves fighting him. The Supreme Beings will only replenish themselves even more ruthlessly!
If 'he' could not suppress the turmoil, why did he rashly