Jiang Yun had not expected the Netherworld Prison Dao Ancestor to ask him that. For a moment, he was stunned. Once he recovered, his eyes narrowed, and a hint of anger entered his gaze as he looked at the Netherworld Prison Dao Ancestor.
He understood the Netherworld Prison Dao Ancestor's intentions now. The man clearly wanted to force him to Above Heaven. The blood-soaked fighting there had reached an unimaginable pitch; otherwise, an Immortal Emperor would never have personally sent down a scripture as an enticement.
It was easy to imagine what awaited him if he went to Above Heaven now.
The Netherworld Prison Dao Ancestor knew perfectly well about Jiang Yun's current condition. Something had gone badly wrong with his Primordial Spirit.
In close combat, Jiang Yun was no weaker than any Dao Ancestor. But when it came to the strength of his soul and Primordial Spirit, he lagged far behind.
What would happen if he entered Above Heaven in this condition went without saying.
How vicious the Netherworld Prison Dao Ancestor's intentions were!
"Dao Origin's Primordial Spirit is damaged. Something has gone badly wrong with it. I'm afraid he won't be able to join the fighting even by the end of this Sacrificial Era."
To Netherworld Prison's surprise, Dao Origin had not even spoken in his own defense before Hou Ming stepped forward and said it for him.
Hou Ming had now recovered completely, and his cultivation had even advanced. Under these circumstances, even the Netherworld Prison Dao Ancestor could not push too hard.
He looked at Hou Ming and fell silent for a long time, as though he had not expected him to speak up. At last, he turned to the other Dao Ancestors around them.
"Then is anyone else willing to go?"
His gaze swept over